Undying Life

Chapter 593: Return to Life

Nie Fancheng's abrupt laughter cast a shadow over Shen Ya Daojun and Lu Guitian's hearts, filling them with frustration. The perfect plan, meticulously crafted using the grand spectacle of the Ten Thousand Pills Conference, seemed flawless. They had used numerous means to lure Nie Fancheng here and deployed almost all of the Taishou Heavenly Court's powerful forces. Typically, this would have ensured Nie Fancheng's capture—three Heavenly Realm experts against one left no room for doubt.

But now, this impeccable plan had unraveled into chaos, culminating in failure at the Ten Thousand Pills Conference.

Despite the layers of schemes and encirclements, Nie Fancheng still managed to walk away unscathed. Was he truly destined not to die today?

The Heavenly Realm experts didn't make another move. Instead, they reflected on the entire ordeal, trying to identify where it had all gone wrong.

Xu Fu was a minor factor; his presence had been accounted for in the plans to ambush Nie Fancheng. The real issue was Di Xuanha. Yes, Di Xuanha wasn't targeting them specifically but was just passing through to escort Zhong Shan. Zhong Shan wasn't causing them trouble either; he merely wanted to claim the Eternal Sacred Platform, which he arguably deserved.

So, where did it go wrong?

Prince Chongtian! Yes, it was him. If not for his 'irreconcilable' hatred for Zhong Shan, everything could have continued as planned. But Prince Chongtian's vendetta disrupted everything. Once he declared his grudge, it was impossible to proceed.

If Shen Ya Daojun and the others started fighting, Di Xuanha would inevitably avenge Zhong Shan's grudge. With Di Xuanha's decisive nature, he would undoubtedly support Nie Fancheng.

How could they fight then? If they did, Di Xuanha would certainly intervene. Only by not fighting could they keep Di Xuanha in check.

Moreover, Wu Jiutian would arrive soon, making any further conflict impossible.

Lu Guitian felt a surge of anger, glaring at Prince Chongtian. Perhaps blinded by hatred, Prince Chongtian hadn't noticed the dark expressions of Shen Ya Daojun and the others.

"Sire, continue the fight. We brothers will guard the surroundings. But first, my brothers, avenge me!" Prince Chongtian said, oblivious to the situation.

Lu Guitian wanted to slap Prince Chongtian. "Retreat to the capital!" he commanded, filled with frustration.

"Eh?" Many of the princes were taken aback.

But with the emperor's order, they had to obey.

"Yes!" the princes responded.

"Yes!" echoed the golden crows.

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The powerful forces of the Taishou Heavenly Court had no choice but to retreat.

It was a humiliating retreat. They had arrived with great confidence and left feeling defeated. It wasn't a matter of being outmatched but being forced to withdraw due to the circumstances. They could have defeated Nie Fancheng, even killed him, yet the situation compelled them to retreat. Anyone would be infuriated by such a turn of events.

Wuhuan and Shen Ya Daojun understood that the situation was untenable and retreated with the Taishou forces, leaving the devastated Blue Flame City.

Before leaving, Lu Guitian, Shen Ya Daojun, Prince Lietian, and two other princes took a long, hard look at Zhong Shan. Although his requests were minor, they realized the significance. If Zhong Shan's actions were intentional, his cunning was terrifying! This level of strategy was indeed formidable.

The retreat of the Taishou Heavenly Court was bizarre, leaving the gathered alchemists confused. Had they really just come, set some fires, killed a man, and then left?

Many of the alchemists, eyes wide with confusion, couldn't grasp what had happened. Only a few looked towards Di Xuanha, and even fewer realized the influence of Zhong Shan behind him.

Di Xuanha glanced at Zhong Shan, nodding, a hint of relief in his eyes. The Dragon Tiger Alchemist Saint looked at Zhong Shan with gratitude. Not far away, Xu Fu also glanced at Zhong Shan, nodding slightly—whether in approval or for some other reason.

Nie Fancheng, holding the old eunuch's corpse, floated in the air, his eyes filled with sorrow and overwhelming hatred. With a flicker, he appeared before Zhong Shan, nodded to Di Xuanha, and then looked at Zhong Shan.

"Thank you!" Nie Fancheng said solemnly.

As an emperor, despite his disdain for common folk, he was also a person of genuine emotion. Regardless of whether Zhong Shan's actions were intentional or not, Nie Fancheng was truly grateful for his maneuvering.

"Great Li Emperor, there's no need for such courtesy. When you graciously allowed Ling'er to be with me, I was deeply grateful," Zhong Shan responded sincerely.

Indeed, if Nie Fancheng had forcibly prevented Zhong Shan from being with Tian Ling'er back then, Zhong Shan would have had no way out.

Nie Fancheng nodded. For an emperor, true feelings were remembered internally; there was no need for excessive pleasantries.

"Wu Jiutian, you don't need to come. Head to the Holy Capital of Li Fire and wait for me. Quickly summon all the phoenixes; Great Li is preparing to go to war!" Nie Fancheng coldly instructed the Vermilion Bird.

The Vermilion Bird, eyes red, made no sign of acknowledgment, but Nie Fancheng knew his message had been conveyed to Wu Jiutian.

"Great Li Emperor, could we try to heal your subordinate?" Zhong Shan suddenly asked.

"Heal? Hahaha, he's beyond saving!" Nie Fancheng replied with a desolate smile.

He was completely dead, with his soul scattered. There was no way to save him. If there had been, Nie Fancheng would have done it.

"Let's give it a try. At worst, we won't succeed," Zhong Shan insisted.

Nie Fancheng raised an eyebrow, puzzled by Zhong Shan's words. What did he mean? Nie Fancheng was sure Zhong Shan understood him, but what was he implying? Save? How could a completely dead person be saved?

Nie Fancheng didn't understand, but others did.

The Resurrection Pill?

Nearly all the alchemists' eyes lit up. In fact, their eyes turned green, like wolves eyeing prey. They all stared at Nie Fancheng and started crowding around him.

Seeing the strange reactions of the alchemists, Nie Fancheng was puzzled. What was going on with these people?

Already irritated by the death of his 'old friend,' Nie Fancheng felt even more annoyed as the alchemists swarmed around him like he was some kind of spectacle.

"Hahaha, Great Li Emperor, if you want your subordinate to live again, listen to Zhong Shan," Xu Fu said, flying over from the Eternal Sacred Platform.

Live again?

Nie Fancheng was taken aback. Was Xu Fu dreaming? How could a dead person come back to life, especially someone whose soul had scattered?

The alchemists' eager expressions and Xu Fu's confident demeanor hinted at something extraordinary. The prospect of using the Resurrection Pill, an unheard-of possibility, began to take shape in Nie Fancheng's mind, bringing a glimmer of hope amidst his despair.

"Bao'er!" Zhong Shan called out.

Bao'er nodded and produced the Resurrection Pill with a flip of her hand.

"An Immortal Pill?" Nie Fancheng's eyes lit up, a glimmer of hope flashing within them.

"Can it really save him?" Nie Fancheng asked, his excitement barely contained.

"We can only try," Zhong Shan replied.

"Try, just try! Hurry!" Nie Fancheng was almost incoherent in his urgency.

In usual circumstances, Nie Fancheng would never lose his composure like this, but his bond with this 'old friend' ran deep.

With Zhong Shan's approval, Bao'er stepped forward.

Nie Fancheng quickly produced a jade bed and placed the eunuch's corpse on it.

Bao'er examined the eunuch's body, which was charred beyond recognition. His chest had three massive holes from the Golden Crow's final attack, making it clear that he was beyond dead.

"Can he still be saved?" Nie Fancheng asked hopefully.

Bao'er ignored Nie Fancheng's question and instead looked towards the Dragon Tiger Alchemist Saint.

"Alchemist Saint, would you be willing to use your Life-Restoring Pill to help me treat this man?" Bao'er asked.

"Of course!" the Dragon Tiger Alchemist Saint replied with a smile.

He produced his Life-Restoring Pill and, visibly excited, stepped forward.

"Use this pill for revival, and this one for healing. Administer them in that order," Bao'er instructed Nie Fancheng.

She handed over the Resurrection Pill, and the Dragon Tiger Alchemist Saint handed over the Life-Restoring Pill.

Nie Fancheng looked deeply at the two of them and said, "Regardless of the outcome, thank you."

He then took the two pills, pried open the eunuch's mouth, and placed the Resurrection Pill inside. The pill dissolved immediately upon entering.

"Whoosh!"

A sudden gust of cold wind blew from all directions, causing everyone to shiver. The wind gathered around the eunuch.

For a full incense stick's time, the area around the eunuch was shrouded in a thick black mist, giving off an eerie atmosphere. Gradually, the eunuch's face began to glow faintly green.

Everyone held their breath, watching this unparalleled scene unfold.

Reviving the dead?

With the chilling wind howling, the eunuch's entire body was enveloped in a mysterious, eerie aura. His face became increasingly green until it was completely obscured. Suddenly, the green light surged into his body.

"He's alive! The eunuch is alive!" someone shouted in surprise.

"He really came back to life!"

"The Immortal Pill, the Resurrection Pill, can actually revive the dead?"

The alchemists erupted in astonishment. The Resurrection Pill had indeed shown its miraculous power.

Reactions varied, but Nie Fancheng was the most ecstatic, his face beaming with joy. Then his expression shifted to a cold gaze as he administered the Life-Restoring Pill.

As soon as the Life-Restoring Pill entered the eunuch's body, his wounds began to heal rapidly. The deep gashes visibly filled with new flesh, scarred over, and eventually healed completely, restoring him to his original state.

The charred skin on his face peeled away, revealing a healthy complexion. The eunuch took a deep breath and suddenly opened his eyes.

"He's alive!" an alchemist exclaimed joyfully.