The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1838: Trading Secrets with You

Chapter 1838: Chapter 1838: Trading Secrets with You

If I had known this would happen, I might as well have told Sui Zimo everything I knew back then, so that he could hand over the antidote.

In that case, I wouldn’t be in such a passive position now.

Is it too late now?

...

Finally, one day, the emperor, lying sick in bed, couldn’t stand it any longer and issued a decree summoning Prince Mo to the palace.

However, there was not the slightest stir from Prince Mo’s Mansion, and the emperor had to wait until the afternoon of the next day before he saw the leisurely arriving Sui Zimo.

He wanted to be angry, but he couldn’t afford to be angry with Sui Zimo, nor dared to utter any words of insult.

"Father called for your son in such urgency; is there something important?"

Sui Zimo pulled a chair over, sat down leisurely, and asked the emperor.

His manner and tone were as if he were asking the emperor if he had eaten yet or just woken up—so casual yet utterly serious.

"Mo’er, is there still no news from Miss Lin?" the emperor asked Sui Zimo, one word at a time.

"Jianan City in the Liang Kingdom is thousands and thousands of miles away from here. Father, you should wait a bit more. If it really doesn’t work out, then please call for the royal physician to extend your life. As for your son, there’s nothing I can do," Sui Zimo said indifferently.

"You—"

Hearing his words, the emperor felt a surge of anger stuck in his throat and almost passed away on the spot.

But he still held back, refraining from starting a verbal fight with Sui Zimo.

The current situation in the palace was such that if the emperor’s condition didn’t improve, the world of Wei State would soon no longer be under his control.

It’s possible that his dear mother would use his poisoning and the need for him to recuperate as pretext to make him the retired emperor of Wei State.

That was not the outcome he wanted to see.

"If I offered a secret in exchange, would Miss Lin return sooner?" he asked.

"Perhaps."

Sui Zimo showed no commitment, just watched him.

"It depends on what kind of secret Father wishes to exchange. The timing of her return is not solely up to me. Father, you agree, don’t you?"

Upon hearing that, the emperor gritted his teeth.

"Very well, then I will tell you everything that person has entrusted me with," he said.

He had no other choice at this point; if he didn’t speak now, he couldn’t even be sure of holding onto the throne of Wei State, let alone any thought of unification.

"Father, please speak. Your son is all ears," Sui Zimo said.

"Actually, I don’t even know where to start. That person only told me to let you accidentally find a book of cultivation for the spiritual power of Xuanhuan Continent in the palace, then you would secretly begin to cultivate," the emperor said.

Indeed, he had also looked at that book but didn’t understand a thing written in it.

He thought that even if it was given to Sui Zimo, how could he understand something that even the emperor couldn’t? It would be just a waste of time.

"A cultivation book?" Sui Zimo furrowed his brow.

On the Xuanhuan Continent, there were so many cultivation books. Without having seen that particular book, he couldn’t guess what those people’s intentions were.

"Yes, a book of cultivation," the emperor nodded.

"I’ve looked at it myself, but couldn’t make heads or tails of it. That person simply said that once you’ve cultivated to a certain level, their master could gain power from you, and at that time, their master would become invincible."

"Where is it?"

Sui Zimo immediately asked.

How wishful thinking, to want to gain power from his body for their own use!