“If that day really comes, we will never hesitate to help!” No matter what he truly thought, fttery was always necessary. With a shift in tone, Feng Xiao turned to look at the Emperor of the Heavenly Dragon and said, “However, Your Majesty, with all due respect, your internal energy is terribly weak, and your breath is in disarray. I’m afraid…”

  “You’re afraid my life force is all but gone?” The Emperor of the Heavenly Dragon let out a bitter ugh, gncing at the young man in front of him with some surprise. He hadn’t expected that Feng Xiao could see through his condition so thoroughly from such a distance.

  Feng Xiao didn’t answer, tacitly agreeing. In reality, if there was one thing Feng Xiao was better at than his speed, it was his medical skills! In "Reincarnation," both pyers and system characters had appearances and inner conditions identical to those in the real world, even down to the texture of their skin. Unless the system had auto-correction for disabilities, Feng Xiao could discern a person’s physical state at a gnce, even in-game.

  “Life force is gone”—those four words unconsciously reminded him of a fragile girl, and a pang of pain struck his heart.

  No one in the court made a sound, their faces filled with sorrow. The Emperor’s condition was not a secret to any of them.

  “Cough, cough… sigh, to be honest, I’m already at the point of no return. No matter how many precious medicines I take, they can’t save me. All the imperial doctors have done all they can. It’s just that the world is on the brink of chaos, and I still have so many things to do. I can’t bear to die like this.” The Emperor of the Heavenly Dragon spoke pinly, revealing the truth of his condition.

  “Is there really no way to save your life?” Feng Xiao asked, his concern showing, since the Emperor had left a good impression on him.

  “There is one way, but it’s almost no different from having none…” The Emperor of the Heavenly Dragon remembered what the imperial doctors had mentioned as his only hope, and his gaze dimmed further. However, when he looked at Feng Xiao, a new intensity appeared in his eyes.

  “Alright, old Emperor, stop whining and just tell this kid directly!” Tian Xiu interrupted impatiently, clearly having already guessed what the Emperor was about to say.

  Feng Xiao looked at the Emperor of the Heavenly Dragon in confusion, wondering if the solution involved him in some way.

  Cough, cough… The Emperor continued, “Three years ago, when I first learned of my condition, I sent many people all over the Heavenly Dragon Continent to find the only thing that could save me, but they found nothing. So, all our hopes are pced on you brave warriors from other worlds. The prophecy says that you warriors possess incredible potential, wisdom, and courage. Perhaps, you might have a sliver of hope to find this thing.”

  “May I ask what this thing is that could save your life?” Feng Xiao asked, instinctively feeling that whatever the Emperor was about to mention, it would not be simple.

  The Emperor of the Heavenly Dragon sighed, then said, “The blood of a Qilin!”

  “What!” Feng Xiao was stunned.

  The Emperor of the Heavenly Dragon smiled bitterly. “I know the hope is slim, but it’s better than nothing. Can you help me, or can you ask your friends to help me with this? Of course, if you can’t find it, it’s no problem. After all, this is an almost impossible task. The Qilin’s dwelling is not a pce humans can find or step into. Even if we did find it, obtaining Qilin’s blood… that would be harder than ascending to heaven. But I just don’t want to die like this.” He took a deep breath, but once again broke into a violent coughing fit. The nearby young eunuch rushed to his aid in a panic.

  Actually, what Feng Xiao wanted to say was: What a coincidence! The blood of a Qilin was exactly what he had been searching for all along.

  “Alright, Your Majesty, I will do my utmost to help you find it! Just because you’re such a good Emperor who cares for the nation and its people!” Feng Xiao agreed readily, throwing in a fttering remark as well.

  Everyone was caught off guard by how quickly he agreed to an almost impossible task. Even Tian Xiu gave him a few extra gnces. This kid, though he’s overestimating himself, his courage is commendable.

  The Emperor’s face brightened. “Good! As expected of the first warrior to come to the Heavenly Dragon Continent. You have great spirit! My hopes have just risen a little more, hahahaha…” He burst into another coughing fit.

  Ding, pyer Feng Hun, you have accepted the hidden quest ‘Find the Qilin’s Blood.’ The quest duration is three months. After three months, the Emperor of the Heavenly Dragon will die if the task is not completed. The completion of this quest will reward you with great riches from the Heavenly Dragon Dynasty and the respect of the officials. Failure will result in the disdain of the officials.

  “This is the Lingyu Bottle. If you manage to find the Qilin’s blood, you can store it in this bottle and bring it back,” the Emperor said, motioning for a small eunuch to present a white jade bottle to Feng Xiao.

  Lingyu Bottle: A spiritual artifact. The user can use their mind to store any liquid in the bottle, and the liquids will not mix. No spatial limitations.

  “Unlimited storage for water? What a useful bottle!” Feng Xiao quickly pced the Lingyu Bottle into his inventory.

  “Your Majesty… Your Majesty… it’s bad…”

  Suddenly, a panicked voice came from outside the pace, followed by a little eunuch scrambling inside, looking extremely terrified.

  The Emperor furrowed his brows and barked, “What’s so urgent?”

  “Your Majesty… it’s Princess Shuiyue… her illness has fred up again…”

  “What!” The Emperor of the Heavenly Dragon jumped to his feet, his face paling further. “Didn’t we say she was cured st time? How could it…”

  “I don’t know, Your Majesty… and this time… it’s worse than before… please, hurry and go to her…”

  Feng Xiao’s curiosity piqued. “What’s up with this Princess Shuiyue? She seems to have some severe illness.”

  “Heh, how would I know? But I’ve heard this is the only daughter the old Emperor has, and he dotes on her like no other. If she dies, the Emperor will truly have no heirs left! But come to think of it, Feng Hun, are you really going to look for the blood of a Qilin? Let me tell you, even if you’re lucky enough to find one, how are you going to get blood from it? Even a single fart from a Qilin could kill you a thousand times!” Tian Xiu looked at Feng Xiao disdainfully, his face full of skepticism.

  “Well, there’s no hope anyway, so why try to discourage me? Don’t worry, the Emperor said it doesn’t matter if I don’t find it.” Feng Xiao was thinking about the Xuanyuan Sword in his mind. The Qilin’s blood was the only way to unlock the second seal, and no matter what, he had to find it.

  But before that, he needed to get stronger. Only by growing stronger would there be hope.

  Tian Xiu rolled his eyes at him and said helplessly, “It’s not as easy as you think. If you hadn’t agreed to this, it wouldn’t matter. But now, if you don’t find it, the entire pace will look down on you. You might not even be able to enter the pace again.”

  “Is it really that serious?” Feng Xiao asked, now genuinely armed. The whole pace? Does that mean every NPC in the streets will be pointing fingers at me? The shops, the pharmacies, the appraisers… I’m screwed!

  “Of course! So, you better get stronger. With your current level 10… oh wait, level 14 now? Still weak. Hurry up and level up. With my Shura Phantom, you’ll level up in no time!” When Tian Xiu mentioned Shura Phantom, he shot Feng Xiao a sharp look.