Then, with a wave of his hand, Fu Dust caused the water kettle to rise into the air and slowly settle in front of Mu Rufeng.
Mu Rufeng immediately reached out to take the kettle into his hands.
[Netherworld Cold Spring Water]: 500ml, when drunk, it can relieve the Netherworld Flower Poison. Every 50ml consumed can suppress the Netherworld Flower Poison for one month.
Properties do not lie, so this is indeed capable of suppressing the Netherworld Flower Poison.
"Netherworld Cold Spring Water is rare, this kettle can suppress the Netherworld Flower Poison for ten months, and you need to recover your cultivation within these ten months, then head to the Netherworld," said Xiaoyaozi.
"However, even if you recover your cultivation, with your current strength, entering the Netherworld would mean certain death; even if you broke through to the God Realm, it would still be useless."
"Unless someone above the God Realm takes you there, but with your status, I don’t think you could invite such a being," Xiaoyaozi continued slowly.
"So, you actually only have one choice," Xiaoyaozi said leisurely.
Mu Rufeng did not speak and stared intently at Xiaoyaozi.
"That is, within these ten months, ascend to the position of Crown Prince, even the Supreme throne."
Upon hearing this, Mu Rufeng said gravely, "Senior Xiaoyaozi, you should know that currently the eldest prince is acting as regent and my fifty thousand elite troops along with all my confidants have been wiped out. Now I have become a cripple."
"How am I to compete with my elder brother for the position of Crown Prince?"
Although Mu Rufeng did not care for the position of Crown Prince, he still had to put on an act; he wanted to see what Xiaoyaozi would say.
"These are all trivial matters. This object, called a Bodhi Fruit, when consumed, can enhance a cultivator’s comprehension, strengthening the cultivator’s innate talent for cultivation."
"This object, called a Void Spirit Fruit, can help your imperial father break through above the God Realm!" Xiaoyaozi took out two treasure boxes and tossed them lightly, and they floated gently in front of Mu Rufeng.
[Bodhi Fruit]: A flower represents a world, a leaf represents enlightenment.
Effect: Level 9 Spiritual Item, after consumption can enhance comprehension by tenfold, talent by tenfold, and slightly increase Luck Value.
Note 1: This is a Heaven and Earth Strange Object, effective only upon first-time consumption.
[Void Spirit Fruit]: Void Spirit is a state of mind, the gateway to unlocking Rules.
Effect: Level 9 Spiritual Item, after consumption can put one into the state of Void Spirit.
Note 1: This is a Heaven and Earth Strange Object, effective only upon first-time consumption.
Mu Rufeng’s pupils intensely constricted, and he immediately stored the Bodhi Fruit and Void Spirit Fruit into his Item Slot.
Good stuff, truly good stuff indeed, no matter what, stashing them in the Item Slot first is the safest option.
"Senior Xiaoyaozi, with such Heaven and Earth Strange Objects, why do you not consume them yourself? After consumption, surely being above the God Realm would not be your limit?" Mu Rufeng stared intently at Xiaoyaozi, waiting for his answer.
When Xiaoyaozi heard this, a hint of melancholy appeared on his face, "How can I not wish to do so? The extermination of Tianji Sect years ago shattered my life’s foundation. I cling to life by relying on the Sect’s treasure; however, my cultivation has not improved for many years."
"These two Heaven and Earth Strange Objects are merely wasted in my hands."
"I had hoped to find an exceptionally talented disciple to inherit the mantle of Tianji Sect and leave these two for him."
"But, I’ve never found a suitable candidate, and now my days are numbered, I wish to do something for the world’s common good."
"Ninth Prince, I wish to accept you as a disciple, would you be willing?" Xiaoyaozi said slowly.
"Master above, please accept your disciple’s bow!" Mu Rufeng bowed without any hesitation, clasping his hands together.
Being given two Heaven and Earth Strange Objects at the beginning, why hesitate to accept the discipleship?
However, before he could even bow, Xiaoyaozi instantly appeared in front of the bed, helping Mu Rufeng to stand.
"Your Highness, you’re seriously injured, and in the future, you are to be the Supreme ruler, you should not kneel and bow deeply," Xiaoyaozi helped Mu Rufeng to lie back on the bed.
"Master, how much longer do you have to live?" Mu Rufeng asked.
"I really did wish to be your Protector, but I only have three days left to live. I still have some personal grudges to settle."
"Thus, I cannot accompany Your Highness, nor can I teach you anything."
"Here is the Secret Manual of our sect: the Heavenly Mechanism Strategy, Your Highness may peruse it, but you shall not practice it. I have calculated that the Emperor is not suited for practicing the Heavenly Mechanism Manual."
"I only hope that in the future, Your Highness can find a worthy disciple for me to carry on the legacy of Tianji Sect," said Xiaoyaozi as he handed over the Secret Manual of the Heavenly Mechanism Strategy to Mu Rufeng.
"Master, I certainly will," Mu Rufeng responded earnestly, nodding solemnly.
He realized then that Xiaoyaozi was like a mysterious benefactor bestowing treasures, presumably due to the privileges of his identity within the instance.
Moreover, despite holding a first-class identity certificate and then having his status elevated, he began severely wounded with a peculiar poison, with several princes eyeing him greedily for the kill.
This hellish start was outrageous; it turns out there was a massive surprise waiting for him—a divine beginning!
"My disciple, in these next days, remain secluded. When the birthday banquet comes, your imperial father will certainly emerge from seclusion, and then you may present the Void Spirit Fruit to him."
"I’ll take my leave first, hoping you can resolve the great terror between heaven and earth." As Xiaoyaozi finished speaking, he vanished from the spot.
Mu Rufeng stared at the departing Xiaoyaozi, for a long time unable to regain his composure.
"Such a pity, such a pity," Mu Rufeng sighed, shaking his head.
Just three days of life remained; it seemed he had exhausted all his life force to make this prophecy.
Afterward, Mu Rufeng looked at the book in his hands, which was emitting a radiance.