The Nine Cauldrons

Book 8 Chapter 57 A Hopeless Situation

The silent sacrifices were like the rains of Spring that had unknowingly permeated through his heart. The cups of hot tea, the caring words, the warm clothes and all the trivial things that seemed ordinary but able to warm the hearts of men had unknowingly kindled a special feeling for Li Jun in Teng Qingshan’s heart. Yet he was simply never aware of this feeling.

He did sense this particular affection, but…because he shared this mutual love with the wife in his previous life, he assumed that this affection he sensed was towards the wife in his previous life.

At this moment, he finally realized the significance of this girl who was willing to leave her hometown and sail the seas with him.

“Little Jun, you will be fine. You will be all right.” A teardrop rolled down his cheek and fell on Li Jun’s face.

“I must save her! I must!” Teng Qingshan’s mind was in a state of confusion. Suddenly, he shuddered and said, “The Dreamy White Fruit! The Dreamy White Fruit that can restore the flesh!”

The Dreamy Cloud White Fruit was one of the three greatest treasures in Duanmu Continent.

It could even save a dying man. Moreover, Teng Qingshan could still sense Li Jun’s vitality.

However…

Teng Qingshan had prepared the Dreamy Cloud White Fruit for his father to eat and stand again. Since Teng Qingshan had seen how Mu Yunji’s arms grew back, he knew that…the three remaining pieces of the Dreamy Cloud White Fruit were only enough for the full growth of his father’s legs. If he fed them to Li Jun…

His father’s legs would never be able to grow back completely.

How could Teng Qingshan choose?

“Brother Teng, can I check and see what poison afflicted Lady Jun?” The Great Elder Mu Wang offered as he walked over.

Teng Qingshan cast a glance at him and nodded.

Mu Wang placed his finger on Li Jun’s wrist. He sensed and observed for a moment and suddenly turned to face towards the Steel Sword Martial Saint Helian Haoyan. Simultaneously, he roared, “This poison is ‘Century of Sleep.’ The special poison of the Tianfeng Clan ‘Century of Sleep!’”

“Century of Sleep?” Teng Qingshan stared at the Steel Sword Martial Saint Helian Haoyan.

“Antidote!”

Teng Qingshan demanded loudly as he immediately darted towards Helian Haoyan.

“If you don’t want Lady Jun to die, you better stop.” Helian Haoyan said strictly.

However, Teng Qingshan didn’t even bother with Helian Haoyan’s threat.

“Hmph!” Helian Haoyan’s massive steel sword transformed into a sharp beam of silver light, piercing towards Teng Qingshan. In a rage of fury, Teng Qingshan roared deeply and grabbed the flat side of the huge sword with his clawlike right hand. As he exerted force… Bam! The right hand that was even tougher than godly weapons broke Helian Haoyan’s weapon into two!

Whew!

With a flip of his hand, he clutched Helian Haoyan’s throat!

“He just lost like that.”

Even after seeing what had happened, the Martial Saintess and Mu Wang still felt stunned. In the same moment during which Teng Qingshan faced Helian Haoyan, he destroyed his opponent’s weapon and captured his opponent.

Teng Qingshan’s strength and speed had overpowered Helian Haoyan’s. Thus, it wasn’t difficult for Teng Qingshan to capture Helian Haoyan immediately.

“Where is the antidote?” Teng Qingshan clutched Helian Haoyan’s throat and said in a deep tone.

Despite being choked, Helian Haoyan didn’t show any nervousness. Instead, he smiled and said, “Teng Qingshan, Mu Wang was right. This poison is indeed the Century of Sleep, which was specially made by the Tianfeng Clan. No other clans in this continent know the formula of this poison…However, I do not have the antidote of ‘Century of Sleep.’”

“You are wishing for death!” Teng Qingshan roared. His eyes turned cold and he glanced towards Mu Wang and asked, “Brother Mu, what is the effect of this Century of Sleep? How can it be cured?”

Mu Wang answered, “Century of Sleep is a colorless and odorless poison. If one inhaled too much, even if he were an Innate Expert, they would still lose consciousness.

“Lose consciousness? For how long?” Teng Qingshan asked.

“The name of this poison is ‘Century of Sleep.’ It is true that if the person who lost consciousness received great care, he or she would be able to stay unconscious for one hundred years.. However, the body will gradually age and the person will eventually die of old age while in a coma!” Mu Wang answered.

Teng Qingshan understood.

Someone afflicted with the Century of Sleep would be in a vegetative state.