The Apocalypse Shakes! The White King Xiao Chong's Choice!

Tianqi City, White King's Mansion.

The mansion, which symbolized the power of Xiao Chong, the second prince of Beili, was shrouded in a solemn and heavy atmosphere.

Inside the study, the fragrance of sandalwood wafted through the air, yet it couldn't mask the underlying sense of oppression.

Prince Xiao Chong sat upright in a grand chair, his eyes covered by a white silk ribbon.

Although he was blind, he still exuded a refined and dignified aura.

His ears twitched slightly, catching even the faintest sound in the air.

Before him knelt a young man dressed in black, with a respectful expression.

It was none other than the White King's confidant, Cangming.

"You mean... that Su Changqing, caught the Rain of Pear Blossom Needles with his bare hands? And then shot and killed Old Master Tang?"

Xiao Chong's voice was calm, but his slightly tightened fingers betrayed the turmoil in his heart.

"Yes, Your Highness."

Zang Ming lowered his head, his tone revealing undisguised shock.

"Not only that, according to our spies, he also crippled Su Changhe, the patriarch of the Dark River Clan, and created a 100-meter-deep crater in the Lei Family Fort's martial arts arena! His strength is so great that it has probably... surpassed the Divine Travel Realm and reached that legendary level!"

"The legendary realm..."

Xiao Chong murmured softly, his expression a mixture of sorrow and joy, "Could there really be such a person in this world?"

"Your Highness, this is not the most crucial point."

Zang Ming paused, seemingly choosing his words carefully, "Most importantly, the scout also brought back some news. That Su Changqing is not only a master of martial arts, but also an expert in medicine. It is said... he cured that person's hidden meridians."

Clang!

A crisp sound.

The teacup in Xiao Chong's hand suddenly slipped and shattered on the ground.

The scalding tea splashed onto his clothes, but he seemed completely oblivious.

"What did you say?!"

Xiao Chong abruptly stood up, his usually composed demeanor crumbling instantly. His voice trembled with urgency, "You said he... cured whose hidden meridians?!"

"Your Highness, it is... Prince Yong'an, Xiao Chuhe."

"Zang Ming said in a low voice."

"Sixth Brother..."

Xiao Chong took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in his heart.

He knew that since Cang Ming dared to say that, it must be absolutely true.

Damage to the hidden meridians is an incurable disease that even the legendary physician Gu, the Medicine King, was helpless against!

But now, he has actually been cured?

"The hidden meridians are injuries to the soul. If the hidden meridians can be healed, does that mean...?"

Xiao Chong slowly raised his hand and touched the white silk covering his eyes.

His eyes were also blinded due to an accident years ago.

Although they consulted renowned doctors from all over the country, they all said that his soul was damaged and his sight could not be restored.

Over the years, he had grown accustomed to the darkness, and had even come to despair.

But now, the appearance of Su Changqing is like lighting a beacon of hope in this endless darkness!

"Your Highness, what do you mean...?" Cang Ming looked at the excited White King, and his heart also stirred.

"No matter the cost!"

Xiao Chong's voice became incredibly firm, "Even if it means exchanging this entire White Prince's Mansion, I will still ask him to make a move!"

……

at the same time.

At the other end of Tianqi City, the Crimson King's Palace.

The atmosphere here, compared to the solemnity of the White Prince's Mansion, was more violent and manic.

"Useless! All of you are useless!"

"Crackling and popping—"

A sound like porcelain shattering rang out.

As if possessed, Red King Xiao Yu smashed all the priceless antique vases in his study to pieces.

Several trembling men in black knelt on the ground, not daring to even breathe loudly.

"Those idiots in the Dark River! Didn't they say it was foolproof? Didn't they say they could kill Xiao Chuhe?"

Xiao Yu's eyes were bloodshot, his face contorted with rage. "And the result? Not only did he fail to kill them, he also lost his own life! Even that old dog from the Tang Clan died! It's utterly disgraceful!"

"And that Su Changqing..."

Xiao Yu gritted his teeth, muttering the name, "It's him again! Another one of Xiao Chuhe's men! Where did this guy even come from? Why does he always ruin my plans?!"

"Your Highness, please calm down."

An advisor cautiously said, "Su Changqing is incredibly powerful; we shouldn't confront him directly for now. However, I've heard he's not without weaknesses."

"weakness?"

Xiao Yu sneered, "Are you talking about that little girl named Su Xiaonuo? Or that Snow Moon Sword Immortal Li Hanyi?"

"No, I meant...his arrogance."

A glint of malice flashed in the strategist's eyes. "Although this man is a peerless martial artist, he is said to be extremely arrogant and disdainful of everyone. Such a person is the easiest to manipulate."

"Moreover, the White King has already made moves to win him over. If we can't be used by him, then we must..."

The strategist made a throat-slitting gesture.

"Kill him?"

Xiao Yu narrowed his eyes, looked at the fragments on the ground, and remained silent for a moment.

"Even the patriarch of the Dark River Clan was crushed to death by him, who else could kill him?"

"If you can't kill a person, then use medicine."

The strategist chuckled sinisterly, "Your Highness, have you forgotten that we still have that batch of newly refined... medicine figures?"

"A drug user?"

Xiao Yu's eyes lit up.

Yes!

Those monsters that feel no pain, know no fear, and only know how to kill!

Even a master who can travel to the mystical realm would have a headache facing a group of unkillable monsters, right?

"Good! Very good!"

Xiao Yu burst into laughter, his laughter filled with madness.

"Investigate! Find out everything about Su Changqing! Then send a team of drug users to test him! If he can't be used, kill him! And while you're at it, take care of that damned Xiao Chuhe too!"

Overnight.

Because of a single name, the entire situation in Tianqi City has become turbulent.

The White King and the Red King, the two princes most likely to vie for the throne, both turned their attention to the small Snow Moon City, thousands of miles away, and to the tavern called "Changqing Tower".

A plot to win over and assassinate Su Changqing is quietly brewing.

At this moment, Su Changqing was unaware that he had become the center of attention in the world.

He was busy teaching his daughter to paint at the tavern, and also disciplining his troublesome apprentices.

Inside Prince Bai's Mansion.

Xiao Chong calmed himself down and regained his gentle and refined demeanor.

He pulled out a gold medal that he had prepared beforehand; it was a gold medal symbolizing the highest honor in the royal family—a pardon from death.

"Hidden in the Underworld".

"Your subordinate is here."

"Go to the storeroom and pick out a few of the best gifts. Take that thousand-year-old ginseng and that luminous pearl from the East Sea with you."

Xiao Chong handed the gold medal to Cang Ming, his tone solemn, "I want you to go to Snow Moon City in person and see Mr. Su! Tell him that I, Xiao Chong, am willing to pay any price to cure my eyes!"

Even if it's just... that position!

Zang Ming trembled and kowtowed deeply.

"Your subordinate obeys! I will certainly not fail in my mission!"