A dozen Imperial Physicians surrounded Xu Mujun for inspection, their demeanor both respectful and earnest.

After all, this was as decreed by Your Majesty, and the person being checked was the Great Yu Military God, so everyone had to be exceedingly vigilant.

But Xiong Gang, standing aside, shook his head and said, "It’s useless. What Brother Xu suffered was damage to his divine soul. How could ordinary mortal medical skills detect it?"

Zheng Yi looked at Tianxingzi, who nodded silently.

Zheng Yi’s heart sank without realizing it.

On the contrary, Xu Mujun was very open-minded about the matter.

Facing the Imperial Physicians’ inquiries, he answered every question without putting on airs.

At this moment, Liu Cheng’en hurriedly walked in, saying, "Your Majesty, Consort Duann seeks an audience."

"Qingluan has come?"

Zheng Yi’s eyes flickered as he said, "Let her in."

"Understood!"

In no time, Xu Qingluan, looking tense, walked in quickly, followed by the Fourth Princess Zheng Yuxuan and Second Prince Zheng Chengwu, two children.

"This servant greets Your Majesty!"

"Rise."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Children greet Father!"

Zheng Yuxuan, who was almost ten years old, stood tall, with bright eyes, dressed in a moon-white long dress with a refreshing charm.

And Zheng Chengwu, the boy, was only four years old, stout and dignified, bearing some resemblance to Xu Mujun.

He was still young and hadn’t undergone spirit root testing, so whether he had one remained unknown.

"Rise."

Zheng Yi gently held Zheng Yuxuan’s hand, helping her up: "Luan’er, go see your father quickly."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"You go too!"

"Yes, Father~"

Xu Qingluan hurried to Xu Mujun’s side: "Father~"

"Hmm."

Xu Mujun simply nodded slightly, and Xu Qingluan stopped, patiently waiting.

Zheng Yuxuan did likewise, standing quietly beside, like a cast from the same mold as Xu Qingluan.

But her eyes continuously darted towards Zheng Yi.

In contrast, Zheng Chengwu, the boy, ran to Zheng Yi, staring up at him.

"Father, the wet nurse in the palace said you’d teach Wu’er martial arts when you have time, when will you be available~"

Zheng Yi picked him up, placing him on his lap: "What martial arts has Wu’er learned now?"

Zheng Chengwu counted on his fingers: "I’ve learned the ’Five Spirits Body Refining Technique’ and ’Bull Demon Strong Fist.’ A few days ago, I secretly watched Mother Consort practicing swordsmanship."

"I asked Mother Consort to teach me, but she said I’m too young and wouldn’t allow it!"

"Humph! I’m not young anymore; I can lift a thirty-pound stone lock at the training grounds."

"Hmm?"

Zheng Yi looked at the boy: "You can lift a thirty-pound stone lock?"

"Of course!"

Zheng Chengwu raised his little head: "Wu’er is strong. Last time, I out-pulled Brother Ji and his friends single-handedly!"

"So impressive?"

Zheng Yi was amazed, scrutinizing Zheng Chengwu, then casually feeling his joints and acupuncture points.

Being an Innate Martial Artist who has cultivated for many years, Zheng Yi understood Martial Dao constitution.

Compared to other children, Zheng Chengwu’s constitution and root bone far surpassed others.

Moreover, his bright eyes and robust energy indicated vigorous blood and Qi.

This boy... turned out to be a Martial Dao prodigy.

Thinking for a moment, he asked, "The palace guards taught you many fist techniques, can you remember them?"

"Of course, I remember them! Does Father want Wu’er to demonstrate them now?"

Zheng Chengwu tried to climb down: "Mother Consort loves watching me practice martial arts."

"Don’t rush~"

Zheng Yi quickly pulled him back: "Wait until your grandfather finishes the inspection, then you can show Father when he visits your palace."

"Alright~"

Zheng Chengwu reluctantly sat down, but as he moved, he slid off Zheng Yi’s lap onto the nearby dragon throne.

Zheng Yi didn’t mind but instead continued asking: "Wu’er, you said you secretly watched your Mother Consort practicing swordsmanship, did you see the technique?"

The swordsmanship Xu Qingluan practiced must be the Hundred Battle Blood Slaughter Saber.

"I did~!"

Zheng Chengwu vigorously nodded: "I even tried with my small knife, it’s really simple~"

Zheng Yi was secretly amazed, realizing the boy had strong comprehension.

Seems like he must find a few excellent Martial Dao teachers to instruct the princes in martial arts.

At this moment, the dozen Imperial Physicians finished their examination, gathering together for a low discussion.

Xu Qingluan quickly led Zheng Yuxuan over, surrounding Xu Mujun, her eyes somewhat red.

Xu Mujun began comforting Xu Qingluan, even stroked Zheng Yuxuan’s head with a smile.

Seeing the Imperial Physicians almost finishing their discussion, Zheng Yi asked, "Gentlemen, have you discovered anything?"

"Your Majesty!"

Leading the Imperial Hospital physicians, Chen Luo stepped forward respectfully: "For Grand General..."

"Second Prince!"

Suddenly, Chen Luo’s words were interrupted by a steady voice. Everyone instinctively turned back, seeing Xu Mujun rising from the chair.

He frowned at Zheng Chengwu seated beside Zheng Yi: "That’s not a place for you, come down quickly." 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Xu Qingluan also reacted, hurriedly said to Zheng Chengwu: "Wu’er, come down quickly!"

Zheng Yi also reacted, patting Zheng Chengwu’s head: "Xu Qing, beloved consort, do not be concerned. Wu’er is my prince; sitting closely was to ask him some questions."

"Your Majesty, rules cannot be broken."

Facing Xu Mujun’s serious gaze, Zheng Chengwu withdrew his head but still climbed down from the dragon throne, muttering softly: "If I can’t sit, then I won’t. That chair is hard, I don’t even like sitting there~"

Everyone present, either cultivators or martial artists, heard Zheng Chengwu’s muttered complaint, all smiling wryly.

Instead, Xu Qingluan glared at Zheng Chengwu, making him instinctively cover his bottom as he ran down hurriedly.

Zheng Yi chuckled helplessly: "Chen Luo, proceed."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Chen Luo said, "Through checking pulse, Qi and blood, acupuncture, and inquiry, we discovered Grand General Xu’s body has no anomalies, even old hidden injuries from over a decade ago have vanished without a trace."

"Grand General Xu’s Qi and blood are robust, his spirit vigorous, his body exceedingly healthy."

"Humph! Xiong before had said, you mortals couldn’t detect anything."

Xiong Gang said, "Your Majesty, if you still don’t believe, wait for Zhao Xizheng’s arrival to let him inspect."

"That old man is versatile, especially adept in alchemy, healing, and prolonging life."

"Good!"

Zheng Yi nodded, acknowledging damage to the divine soul couldn’t be detected by mortals.

With Xiong Gang’s certainty, Xu Mujun was probably nearing the end of his lifespan.

Hmm?

Damage to the divine soul?

In the Canglan Realm, Zhang Yongkang also suffered severe divine soul damage due to the Nether Abyss. He had tried using Innate Spiritual Qi to treat divine soul damage.

The one thing I lack least is Innate Spiritual Qi, unfortunately, I don’t know how to use it.

Seems like I must explore the Canglan Realm to discover a cure for divine soul damage.

Zheng Yi’s expression changed abruptly, instinctively looking south.

Quickly, Tianxingzi sensed something, taking out an Eight Trigrams Array Map, casting a spell to examine carefully.

Soon he raised his head: "Your Majesty, there is an abnormal spiritual qi fluctuation south of the Capital City, possibly with a cultivator presence."

Zheng Yi decisively commanded: "Daoist Master Tianxingzi, Fellow Daoist Xuan Jizi, and Friend Xiong Gang, could you proceed together to investigate?"

"We comply with the decree!"