And these hands earned him the title of the Saint of Kings.

At this moment, Xiao Wuque, Xiang Yuan, Ji Minghao, and others stood nearby, awaiting the diagnosis of the Saint of Kings.

The next moment.

The five fingers of the Saint of Kings landed on Jiang Ning’s chest.

He instantly felt five streams of cool energy pouring from the fingers of the Saint of Kings, permeating his muscles, slowly seeping into his heart.

Those five streams of cool energy seemed to contain a vast vitality of plant essence, and as they passed, each cell began to relax and stretch.

Then, the Saint of Kings frowned.

He felt that the vitality power containing plant essence, after entering Jiang Ning’s body, was quickly swallowed by a lurking cold and obscure energy.

Moments later.

He slowly withdrew his right hand and looked at Jiang Ning.

"Marquis, I’ll speak frankly."

"Speak!" Jiang Ning fastened his clothing.

Upon hearing, the Saint of Kings began, "The curse you suffer from is very strong! Currently, the curse power is continuously eroding your organs. If not restrained, continuing as it is, quickly in seven days or slowly in ten days, the curse power will penetrate the five viscera and six bowels! By then, you would face the second stage of the curse."

"Second stage?" Jiang Ning asked in confusion.

The Saint of Kings nodded and continued, "Based on my observation, the curse you suffer from relates to Essence, Qi, and Spirit."

"The first stage, the current stage, initially harms the organs and damages body functions."

"The second stage, the next stage, the curse power penetrates the five viscera and six bowels, and the person conducting the curse will perform a second ritual, approximately targeting the Qi Sea Dantian."

"The third stage, also the final concluding stage, the curse power enters the Spirit Platform, aiming at the Divine Soul! By then, Marquise will likely endure unbearable pain, day and night as if needles piercing the brain, and might even fall into prolonged slumber, finally leading to the decline of Essence, Qi, and Spirit, resulting in complete extinction."

Upon hearing these words.

Beside him, Ji Mingyue’s hands clutched the corners of her clothing tightly, and Liuu Wanwan, quietly listening, couldn’t help but hold Jiang Li’s hand.

"Saint of Kings, is there a solution?" Ji Mingyue asked with concern.

The Saint of Kings sighed softly, then shook his head: "All delay methods are temporary solutions, not addressing the root cause. To resolve it fundamentally, the source must be found, and the curse ritual destroyed." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"What we can do now is to delay the curse power penetrating the organs. The longer we delay, the more time Marquise has."

Upon hearing these words, Ji Mingyue pressed her lips, suppressing the fluctuating emotions within her heart.

"Saint of Kings, truly, there’s no solution?"

The Saint of Kings shook his head again: "At most, the Marquise should try to enhance his physique; the stronger the physique, the higher the resistance to the curse, making it harder for the curse power to penetrate the organs."

After speaking, he immediately opened his medicine box.

Took out a Cold Ice Jade Box from the medicine box and then opened it.

Inside the swirling cold air appeared a verdant pill.

"Marquise, this is the Vitality Pill I refined; this pill can help you suppress the curse power’s penetration for a couple of days."

"Thank you!" Jiang Ning accepted the Vitality Pill handed by the Saint of Kings and bowed in gratitude.

"If you want to thank someone, thank the Holy Emperor! The imperial word ordered me here!" said the Saint of Kings.

Saying this, he packed up his medicine box, stood up to bid farewell to leave.

"Wait!!" Ji Mingyue hastily stopped him.

Upon hearing, the Saint of Kings halted his movements, looking respectfully at Ji Mingyue.

"I don’t know what instructions the Seventeenth Princess might have?"

"Saint of Kings, are there more Vitality Pills?" Ji Mingyue asked eagerly, "And can you refine more Vitality Pills, tell me any Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures you need."

"I understand the Seventeenth Princess’s intention!" The Saint of Kings shook his head and replied, "I only have three Vitality Pills, and now one has been given to the Marquise, leaving two, which still need to be used by the Holy Emperor. Moreover, the main materials needed for the Vitality Pill are now unobtainable! I ask the Seventeenth Princess to give up this thought."

Upon hearing this, Ji Mingyue’s expression turned gloomy immediately.

She understood the Saint of Kings’ reasoning.

Because of the curse, not only Jiang Ning was affected, but her father the Emperor suffered from it for over a year.

Pills and Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures that could suppress the curse power were largely depleted.

"Princess, Eighth Prince." The Saint of Kings spoke, then looked at Jiang Ning and Xiao Wuque and others: "Marquise, Master Xiao, and Martial King, I shall take my leave!"

"I’ll see the Saint of Kings off!" Jiang Ning stood up.

"No need!" The Saint of Kings raised a hand to stop Jiang Ning’s movements, then said, "I shall return alone, still need to hurry back to the Imperial Palace to report your situation to the Holy Emperor!"

"Farewell, Saint of Kings, I will accompany you back to the palace to see the Holy Emperor!" At this moment, Chief Manager Hai also spoke.

Upon hearing this, the Saint of Kings immediately stopped his steps.

At this time, Chief Manager Hai handed the rosewood box he brought to Jiang Ning.

"Marquise, this is the Holy Emperor’s kind intention, three Nine Revolutions Rejuvenation Grass! This item contains the power of Pure Yang, and can help you suppress the curse power in your body for a while."

"Chief Manager Hai, convey my gratitude to the Holy Emperor!" Jiang Ning said as he accepted the rosewood box handed over by Chief Manager Hai.

"The Marquise’s words, I will convey!" Chief Manager Hai nodded.

Then he added, "Moreover, Marquise need not see us off, the Seventeenth Princess and Eighth Prince visiting the Marquise shouldn’t be neglected!"

Once the words fell, they turned and left together.

Lv Yi and Qinghe inside the room hurriedly moved to send them off.

"Take the Vitality Pill first!" Ji Mingyue said.

Jiang Ning nodded, took the Vitality Pill just given by the Saint of Kings, and placed it in his mouth.

As he swallowed, the Vitality Pill fell into his belly.

The next moment, he felt a strong vitality erupt from his Dantian, then, seemingly conscious, headed for his heart.

As the vitality power reached the heart, the two forces converged.

Immediately, he felt the stabbing pain in his heart dissipate, the damaged part recovering, healing.

The cold, obscure power was being dispersed.

The pain faded, leaving only comfort.

"Good stuff!" Jiang Ning slowly exhaled a mouthful of impure energy from his belly, praised aloud, and his facial expression relaxed involuntarily.

Upon witnessing this, Ji Mingyue’s face for the first time showed a smile.

"Very effective, isn’t it?" she asked.

"The effect is evident!" Jiang Ning replied.

"Then later when I return, I will pester my father for another one for you." Ji Mingyue said.

Jiang Ning immediately shook his head: "That’s unnecessary! The Holy Emperor presently needs to suppress the Vitality Pill more than I do. Moreover, I have been given three Nine Revolutions Rejuvenation Grass by the Holy Emperor."

"Don’t worry, even without a Vitality Pill, I will still bring other useful things to help you through this calamity!" Ji Mingyue vowed firmly.

"Brother Jiang can rest assured, my sister’s attitude is mine as well! I will definitely not sit idly and let Brother Jiang die young." Ji Minghao also promised on the side.

"I am now half-crippled, yet the Eighth Prince wishes to assist me?" Jiang Ning asked back.

"Brother Jiang, what is this talk?" Ji Minghao looked displeased: "Do I appear as a profiteering person to Brother Jiang?"

After saying that, his face grew even angrier: "I treat Brother Jiang well, and there isn’t much benefit involved, primarily because Shiqi is fond of you, plus I regard you as a friend!"

Once the words finished.

Jiang Ning raised his hand, an untouched cup of wine on the table flew to his hand.

"This cup of wine is to apologize to the Eighth Prince!"

Jiang Ning lifted the cup and drank it down in one go.

Seeing this, Ji Minghao’s expression slightly eased.

"Just don’t let Shiqi down!"

"Also... don’t let Shiqi be sad!"

Leaving those two sentences behind, Ji Minghao stepped back.

"Take a walk with Shiqi, she has some words to share with you."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning looked at Ji Mingyue.

Ji Mingyue immediately nodded at Jiang Ning, eyes still glistening with tears.

The flickering candlelight fell clearly in her lucid eyes.