Chapter 974 - Chapter 974: The Truth About the Saint King!

Chapter 974: The Truth About the Saint King!

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Yu Wan and Yan Jiuchao quietly left the harem and infiltrated the Sorcerer King’s palace from a side door.

The Sorcerer King’s palace was filled with the smell of medicine. The servants in the palace were not qualified to spend medicine at will. There was no need to guess to know who the sick master was.

The two of them followed the smell of the medicine and found the Sorcerer King’s bedchamber without much effort.

The Sorcerer Queen had already left with Dawa and Zhou Jin. There were many experts lurking around the bedchamber, and Yan Jiuchao avoided them one by one.

The door to the bedchamber was ajar. Yu Wan stuck her head in to take a look and saw that it was empty. Just as she was about to push open the door and walk in, Yan Jiuchao grabbed her wrist.

Yan Jiuchao gave her a look.

Yu Wan understood and retracted her hand tacitly, retreating behind Yan Jiuchao.

Yan Jiuchao tapped his fingertip, and a cold internal energy shot out. It passed through the hollow wooden curtain and hit the maidservant’s sleeping acupoint. The maidservant’s vision darkened and she fell to the ground. Only then did Yan Jiuchao bring Yu Wan in.

The bedchamber was empty. There were no extra servants, nor were there many furnishings. There were only a few tall pillars and a few long tables placed on the lampstand. All of them were engraved with ancient totems. In the dark and mysterious light, one could not help but feel deep veneration. The floor and roof beams of the bedchamber were made of golden cedar and had not rusted for a thousand years.

Yu Wan subconsciously lightened her steps.

“Is the Sorcerer King behind?” She pulled Yan Jiuchao’s hand and stopped in front of the hollow wooden curtain.

Yan Jiuchao narrowed his eyes and glanced at the curtain. He did not say anything. Instead, he waved his wide sleeve and the wooden curtain in front of him fell, revealing the maidservant who had fainted on the ground and the Sorcerer King who was lying sick on the bed.

Yu Wan was stunned by the scene in front of her. She was naturally not surprised by the unconscious maidservant.

The bed was wide, but it was abnormally bad. Chains fell from the top of the four bedposts and were firmly locked on the hands and feet of a sickly man.

The man had silver hair, a pale face, sunken eyes, and a withered appearance. His hands that were exposed outside the blanket were as thin as a skeleton.

However, this was not the most surprising thing. What was even more shocking was that his face, neck, and even his hands were covered in terrifying poisonous sores. He seemed to have fallen asleep and did not speak. However,

Yu Wan could feel the pain he was enduring at all times just by looking.

Yu Wan clenched her fists.

Yan Jiuchao regretted letting her see the scene in front of him. If he had known that the Sorcerer King had become like this, he would not have pulled the curtain down.

Yan Jiuchao was about to hang the curtain when Yu Wan grabbed his wrist.

“There’s no need,” Yu Wan said. She took a deep breath and her throat moved as she said, “I’m a doctor. I’m fine.”

It was unknown if she was convincing Yan Jiuchao or herself. Yan Jiuchao flicked his sleeves and hung the curtain. Yu Wan couldn’t pretend anymore. She turned around and grabbed Yan Jiuchao’s wrist tightly. She whispered, “Is this the Sorcerer King? Did Zhou Jin see him like this?”

Since the Sorcerer Queen had brought Zhou Jin over, she had most likely seen him. Yan Jiuchao did not say it out loud, but his eyes had already given Yu Wan an answer.

Yu Wan held her chest. “How did he become like this?”

“Backlash,” Yan Jiuchao said as he glanced at the wooden curtain.

“What backlash?” Yu Wan was puzzled.

“The backlash of sorcery power,” Yan Jiuchao said.

Yu Wan pondered for a moment and asked, “What did he do to suffer the backlash of the sorcery power?”

Yan Jiuchao narrowed his eyes and said, “You have to ask him yourself.”

The higher the realm of a sorcerer, the more sorcery power they could unleash. However, the more sorcery power they could unleash, the greater the backlash they would suffer. This was also why sorcerers’ bodies were weaker than ordinary people.

In order to prevent their bodies from weakening, some dark sorcerers would transfer the backlash to others. However, light sorcerers would not be so crazy.

Of course, not all the backlash would be so serious. Most of the backlash was extremely mild, and one could recover from it after being weak for two to three days. Looking at the Sorcerer King’s appearance, he must have done something very heaven -defying.

“Something heaven-defying?” Yu Wan frowned. “What could it be? Could it

be…”

Yan Jiuchao nodded. “Zhou Jin.”

Yu Wan was speechless. It was actually Zhou Jin. The Sorcerer King had become like this because of Zhou Jin…

Why?

“Do you still remember who Zhou Jin’s mother is?” Yan Jiuchao saw her confusion.

Yu Wan muttered, “She’s a Saintess.”

Yan Jiuchao looked at the front yard. “Did you see the purple flowers in the courtyard?”

Yu Wan nodded. “That? What flowers are those?”

Yan Jiuchao said, “It’s the Holy Immortal Orchid. It’s a flower seed that can only bloom where the Saint King’s bones are buried.”

“The… the place where the Saint King’s bones are buried?” Yu Wan gasped. “There’s a Saint King buried under the courtyard? Could that Saint King be Zhou Jin’s mother?”

Although she said it in a questioning tone, she already had an answer in her heart. Other than Zhou Jin’s mother, would there be a second member of the Sacred Clan buried here? She did not know if it was buried by the Sorcerer King or the Sorcerer Queen.

If it was the Sorcerer Queen, then this woman’s thoughts were too terrifying.

Not only did it make the Sorcerer King suffer the pain of losing his lover, but it also made him face the corpse of his beloved day and night, and he could not take a step out of the bedchamber.

Yu Wan felt a chill run down her spine. Other than the chill, there was also an uncontrollable surprise. “I originally thought that Zhou Jin’s mother was only a Saintess of the Sacred Clan, but I didn’t expect her to be the Saint King.”

Not only did this child have a father who was the Sorcerer King, but he also had a mother who was the Saint King.

Yan Jiuchao said, “The bloodlines of the Sacred and Sorcerer Clans can’t be fused to begin with. Otherwise, the Sikong family wouldn’t have married so many saintesses but failed to extend the bloodline of one of the two clans. Their children all suffered a huge backlash.”

Yu Wan nodded. After a while, she shook her head strangely. “But didn’t my grandmother survive well? My grandmother is also a descendant of the Sacred Clan and the Sorcerer Clan.”

Yan Jiuchao looked at the dark corner of the bedchamber. “Someone took the backlash for her.”

Yu Wan’s heart trembled. Saintess Lan Yi!

No wonder. Saintess Lan Yi’s medical skills were so brilliant, how could she not be able to treat her injuries? It turned out that it was not that she was injured and could not be treated, but that it was impossible to resist the backlash caused by her bloodline.

Yan Jiuchao only gradually guessed this truth when he reached the Sorcerer Clan.

Saintess Lan Yi must have accidentally found out about this, which was why she chose to go far away and found a way to transfer the backlash to herself, causing her to die young. After all, Saintess Lan Yi was only a Saintess and not a Saint King. Sikong Ye was also only a descendant of the Sorcerer Clan, not a Sorcerer King or even a sorcerer.

Even so, their combined bloodline still suffered such a terrifying backlash. One could imagine what would happen to the descendants of the Saint King and the Sorcerer King. It was impossible to keep Zhou Jin’s life from the beginning.

The Saint King was buried, planting life for Zhou Jin. The Sorcerer King used all his sorcery power to protect Zhou Jin’s vitality.

No one forced them. They were willing. For this child that they loved deeply, the Saint King was buried and could never return to her hometown. The Sorcerer King was trapped and could never leave the Sorcerer Queen’s cage. Yu Wan’s emotions became complicated. “Does the Sorcerer Queen… know?” “Of course she does,” Yan Jiuchao said.

The more infatuated the Sorcerer King was with the Saint King and Zhou Jin, the more heartless he was to her. He would rather not take his life, exhaust his sorcery power, and suffer day and night. He would become neither human nor ghost to protect Zhou Jin’s life.

How could the Sorcerer Queen not hate him?

Didn’t the Sorcerer King want to protect Zhou Jin? Then she’ll destroy Zhou Jin. She wants to dismember the Sorcerer King’s heart and make him suffer so much that he wants to die, making the Saint King underground unable to rest in peace!

Yu Wan had lived for two lifetimes, but this was the first time she was so shocked by a woman’s ruthlessness and schemes.

Yu Wan’s expression changed as she thought of something. “Zhou Jin is so smart. When he saw the Sorcerer King’s appearance, he should have… guessed that the Sorcerer King became like this because of him, right? He definitely won’t feel good… If the Sorcerer Queen uses this to threaten him, will he…”

“How is it? Have you considered it? As long as your sorcery power is gone, that person’s pain will be over.” In the imperial garden, the Sorcerer Queen said patiently.

“Will it really… end?” Zhou Jin said.

The Sorcerer Queen smiled, her black cardamom-coated nails gently rubbing his fair and thin face. “Of course, I promise you that he’ll get better. How about it? Are you willing to give me the sorcery power?”

Zhou Jin paused and looked up into her eyes. “Okay, I’ll give it to you..”