The First Cultivator - Changing Existence - Chapter 730

Chapter 730: Sickness – 730
By the time he snapped out of his trance, the Emperor was already preparing for another skirmish. Their allies and the allies of the Ancient Empire were moving in on their positions. However, in order to get to the Ancient Empire, their allies would have to go past the Faceless Empire. Though they would not even be near it, they still had to pass through an area directly adjacent to it.

The Emperor planned a surprise attack. Naturally, this would be anticipated, but as long as they could do some damage, it did not matter whether or not it was anticipated.

In order to do this, the Emperor did not send an entire army, but Sword Master Yi Shuzanhao and Sword Master Gargantuan.

Skymender agreed with this, and gave them a chest. Inside of it were a few mist poisons that would have devastating effects on the entire army if used right.

During their first clash, the soldiers had been rather spread out and he could kill at most a hundred at a time with one bottle. However, if they were marching closer together, perhaps even five hundred soldiers could be killed with one bottle.

The Emperor thanked Skymender for his contributions and sent the two away.

It was best that they moved as fast as possible, so they took an Imperial Carriage disguised as a normal carriage. Though they could run just as fast as the carriage, they would inevitably tire out and would have to rest.

While they moved out, Skymender started to deeply research poisons. With all of his knowledge learned from the Imperial Scholar, as well as access to all classified materials and recipes, Skymender was able to advance leaps and bounds. He had long been thinking about creating another poison, and had created an outline in his head.

Now he could begin to create it.

Time passed, and the Empire received good news. The surprise attack went well, and thousands of soldiers of the allied armies had been killed.

Although Sword Master Yi Shuzanhao briefly clashed with the rank one Sword Master of the Golden Eagle Empire, and Sword Master Gargantuan was entangled with two rank two Sword Masters, they managed to get away without any injuries and before the reinforcements of the Ancient Empire could catch up.

Although they had killed less than ten thousand soldiers in total, it could still be considered a great victory since they had lost nothing except for a few weapons and some poisons.

Nearly half a year passed as Skymender focused on creating a new poison. Although he knew that he would never be able to create another poison on the level of the Deprivation poison, he still designed this to the best of his abilities.

In the end, as the six months passed, he accidentally created something else. Instead of being called a poison, it could be called a self enhancer.

Skymender opened the bottle and drank what was inside of it.

He felt energy surge through his body, and he felt his strength increasing.

A few weeks later, he managed to actually create the poison he had been working on, which was the opposite of the enhancer. It sapped the strength and energy away of those who inhaled the mist it produced. It would be much more effective if drinken, but that was a pipe dream on the battlefield.

Skymender had two new creations, and he immediately made his way to the throne room, where the Emperor would most likely be staying.

However, when he entered, it was surprisingly empty.

Only a panicked servant remained.

“Imperial Scholar Skymender, we have been looking everywhere for you! Fei Luzi has fallen ill and is being treated by the Imperial Doctor.” He said quickly.

Skymender did not waste a single moment or thought. He shot over to the Imperial Doctors office, bursting through the doors. He saw the Emperor and a group of high level scholars gathered in the room.

When they saw him, they ushered him over.

Skymender walked next to the side of the bed and saw the Imperial Scholar. His face was a bit pale, but he was clearly not in risk of dying.

The Imperial Doctor stood beside his bed and spoke to Skymender.

“We managed to temporarily heal him, but I’m afraid he won’t live much longer.” He said with a dark tone.

The Imperial Scholar saw Skymender and spoke with a chuckle. “I thought you’d miss my death.”

Though he made a joke, Skymender was in no laughing mood.

There were many people he knew in the world, but the ones he cared about were extremely few. At the very top was the Imperial Scholar, who had taught him almost everything he knew, and had sacrificed years of his life to help Skymender be able to see again.

Skymender would never be able to repay his kindness over the years.

Before Skymender spoke, the Imperial Scholar spoke. “Everyone leave. Give me and Skymender a moment.”

Nobody hesitated as they all left the room, including the Imperial Doctor.

When they were all gone, the Imperial Scholar spoke again. “Although I can’t say I have many regrets in life, there is still one. I wish I could have seen the success of this plan, to see the Faceless Empire dominate the world.”

He spoke both to Skymender and himself. “The greatest regret of the Imperial Scholars who were as talented as me was not being able to find a suitable successor. I am glad to see that I can end that trend. I have only one dying wish, Skymender. I hope that you can win. Not just this war, but win in life. When it is your turn to die, I don’t want you to have any regrets.”

Skymender nodded. “I will.”

The Imperial Scholar nodded weakly. “They can come back now. I suppose it would be selfish to die only in front of you.”

Skymender nodded his head, going to the door and opening it.

Everyone came in, and a few conversations started among fellow scholars and the Emperor. As always, Sword Master Shang was there too, standing behind the Emperor.