Douluo: My Martial Spirit is a Heavenly Beast

Chapter 102 Nine Heart Begonia
"Hmph! Did you mean that the emperor didn't want to know, but Fang Yao was dialed by you, shouldn't you give the emperor an explanation?"

Xue Ye shouted sharply.

"Chendi." Xue Xing cried bitterly, really regretting it.

But it's not because he regrets being an enemy of Xue Qinghe, but because he regrets trusting Fang Yao.

"I tell you, if something happens to the crown prince, you can go and be buried with him!"

Speaking of this, he already didn't care about the forces behind Xue Xing at all.

This is also normal, his people murdering the prince is like a rebellion.

If he could still hold back his temper at this time, then he would be an emperor in vain.

"Brother Emperor, please forgive me." Xue Xing could only show weakness and beg for mercy, no matter what, the person in front of him was also the emperor, he was just a courtier.

"I know that you are backed by Poison Douluo, don't worry, I won't kill you now, but remember, your life is now tied to the crown prince, he is fine, and you are naturally fine, if anything happens to him." Xue Ye didn't say any more, he believed that Xue Xing could understand.

"Thank you brother for your kindness, brother, I will go find a way to save the prince now."

"Get lost!" Xue Ye didn't give him a good look.

"The younger brother will leave."

Xue Xing stepped back quickly, and the moment she turned around, her eyes were full of resentment.

Looking at his back, Xue Ye's eyes became deeper.

If Xue Xing hadn't been backed by Poison Douluo, he would not have allowed him to leave the palace today no matter what.

I just hope that today's warning can make him restrain himself, if he really wants to die, no matter who wins, Tiandou will become precarious.

At that time, the Heaven Dou Empire will be a piece of cake, and the Spirit Hall and the Star Luo Empire will not let go of this good opportunity.

A few minutes later, the doctor came.

"His Majesty."

"How is it? Is the prince still alive?" Xue Ye asked.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, I have searched through the books, but in the end I am at a loss what to do," the imperial physician replied with a bitter face.

"Trash! What's the use of you guys?!" Xue Ye scolded.

It's really unreasonable, usually spending so much money to support this group of people is useless at critical moments.

He was already thinking about whether to kill him or not.

"Your Majesty, please calm down. Although I have no choice but to recommend someone, I will surely heal the crown prince."

"Who?" Xue Ye's attitude changed in vain, and she asked eagerly.

"Nine Heart Begonia, Ye Huichun." The imperial doctor said a person's name.

(PS: I checked on Baidu, but I couldn’t find out what Ye Lingling’s grandfather’s name is, so I made it up.)
Xue Ye was startled, yes, how could he forget this person.

Jiuxin Begonia is a martial soul specially born for healing, and each generation has only one heir.

It is also because there are few inheritors, otherwise the first auxiliary martial spirit might not be the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower.

Concerned about chaos, he actually forgot that there is such a person.

"Your Majesty, in my opinion, I'd better send someone to invite him quickly. It's too late, and I'm afraid it will be too late." The imperial physician reminded him when he saw that he was absent-minded.

"Well, pass on..." Xue Ye suddenly stopped talking, and said again: "Pass down the emperor's order, and order Prince Xue Xing to invite him personally."

"As ordered."

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Heaven Dou Empire, a small village.

Dongfang Yu was drinking tea with an old man, the two talked and laughed happily, and it was late to meet each other.

The old man's white-haired and childlike face looks like a fairy, and his whole body does not look like an old man at all. If it is not for his white hair, he looks like a middle-aged man.

Not all the people who hang the pot to help the world are dressed in plain clothes, and this Ye Huichun in front of him is different.

He is capable and powerful, so why pretend to be shabby and ordinary.

With his attire, people might trust him more after seeing him.

"I understand what you mean, little friend." Ye Huichun smiled lightly.

Heroes come out of youth, the younger generation unexpectedly has such amazingly talented people.

Discussing medicine with this little guy, he can answer fluently, and even draw inferences from one instance, which is really formidable for future generations.

"The old man agreed?" Dongfang Yu handed over the tea.

"To bet against you, I am willing to admit defeat if I lose. It's just that I didn't expect that I have traveled all over the world and saved countless people, but I have forgotten my original intention. If my little friend hadn't awakened me, I would have looked back on my life at the end. I'm going to be sorry."

Ye Huichun sighed, the more he looked at Dongfang Yu, the more satisfied he became, his eyes were glowing green.

Dongfang Yu felt cold for a while, so if he spoke well, he would talk well, what does this look mean.

I don't know, I thought it was old glass.

"The junior has been interested in medicine since he was a child, so he studied more. The old man laughed." Dongfang Yu said modestly.

"But I can see that your martial soul is not a healing martial soul. God's will tricks people." It was a pity for a while, Ye Huichun really felt that this is a delayed doctor. If he can learn from him, his future achievements will be greatly improved. He must not be weaker than himself.

"Can the old man see my martial soul?" Dongfang Yu was very surprised. As long as his martial soul didn't manifest, even a super Douluo like Bibi Dong couldn't see through it.

As the saying goes, the roads traveled by the elders are more salty than the young people, but it can't be so outrageous, it's unscientific.

"Practice makes perfect, I really don't know what your martial spirit is." Ye Huichun smiled kindly.

"That's amazing." Dongfang Yu said seriously.

"Senior, do you want to see my martial soul?"

"Oh? This..." Ye Huichun was a little surprised. Martial souls are not just for people to see. It was only the first time he met this little brother, so it wouldn't make him so relaxed.

"It's okay, the old man's personality is trustworthy by the younger generation, and besides, it's not inconvenient if you just want to see a martial spirit."

Dongfang Yu can be said to be well-liked. Ye Huichun is old, but he still has a granddaughter. A Title Douluo whose Wuhun is Nine Heart Begonia is more precious than an ordinary Title Douluo.

As long as he wins over his grandfather, he is not afraid that Ye Lingling will run away.

For Ye Lingling, he is bound to win, even if it is not possible to follow his grandfather's path, he still has a lot of means.

"Little friend's courage." Ye Huichun sincerely praised, with satisfaction in his eyes.

Immediately, Dongfang Yu stood up and summoned his Martial Soul without any trace of ink.

The moment he saw his martial soul, Ye Huichun's decades of self-cultivation were broken at this moment.

"Fuck."

An hour later, Prince Xue Xing arrived.

This time he was full of resentment, as if everyone owed him hundreds of dollars.

But nothing unexpected happened during this trip, Ye Huichun readily agreed to treat the prince.

A group of people set off in such a mighty way. Even if they disturbed the people on the way, no one dared to say a word. The prince's trip was just like this.

After arriving at the Prince's Mansion, it was already late at night.

Also ignoring many etiquette and rest, Ye Huichun immediately said to go to see the prince first.

This attitude and persistence are admired by many people.

(End of this chapter)