Zhou Yun nodded and walked out directly. Zhuge Wushuang quickly followed, and Tu Fu also chased out, unwilling to be left behind.
Bai Yuxian, having lost all face, naturally couldn't stay any longer. He said, "This old man will take his leave. Mr. Xiao, if there's a chance in the future, please visit our Huichun Gate. The entire sect will welcome you with open arms!"
"I will definitely visit if I have the chance!" Xiao Yunlong nodded slightly.
Afterward, Bai Yuxian bid farewell to Yue Bucou and left with his entourage.
Yue Bucou's expression was now calm, as if he had completely forgotten the sarcastic and mocking words he had spoken to Xiao Yunlong earlier. He stepped forward and said, "Mr. Xiao, since you can recognize that His Highness the Southern King is afflicted by the Demonic Sound Curse, do you have a solution?"
Xiao Yunlong asked indifferently, "No rush. Let's wait for Deputy Officer Zhou and the others to return!"
"Indeed, if Deputy Officer Zhou catches the person playing the Demonic Flute, then there will naturally be a method of treatment!" Yue Bucou said with an awkward laugh.
The scene fell silent. The crowd did not wait long before Zhou Yun and Zhuge Wushuang returned in a hurry.
"How is it, did you catch her?" Yue Bucou quickly asked.
"No, she got away. When we arrived, we found that her valuables had been taken from her bedroom, but she left in a hurry and didn't take everything. It seems she had only received the news not long ago!"
Zhou Yun said with a deep, cold voice, appearing angry.
Zhuge Wushuang also added, "This is clearly someone tipping her off in advance. According to the guards in the area, they saw her driving away into the back mountain. The back mountain is a vast primeval forest, making it impossible to track!"
"Someone tipped her off in advance? That's impossible. Mr. Xiao only just revealed it, and only we people present knew. Could it be one of us?"
As Yue Bucou spoke, he noticed everyone's gaze fixed on him. His plump face immediately drooped. "You don't think it was me tipping her off, do you? I was right here, and I didn't make any phone calls throughout the entire process. I didn't even touch my phone!"
"It must be someone among us. Right, there's surveillance in the room, let's check the footage!"
Zhou Yun immediately took action. He was a decisive person, but after carefully reviewing it several times, he found no abnormalities in anyone in the room.
"This is infuriating! Who is the mole? Don't let me find out, or I will never forgive them!" Zhou Yun said angrily.
Xiao Yunlong waved his hand and said, "Forget it. It's not necessarily someone inside who tipped her off. Many people saw you going out to get the Niu Hong San, so it's likely the other party became alert at that time!"
"Mr. Xiao, you are right. Judging by the timing, the other party must have been fleeing at that time, otherwise, they wouldn't have been so fast!"
Zhou Yun nodded heavily, but then suddenly remembered something and quickly added, "Right, I seem to recall that the woman playing the flute was previously the old Southern King's assistant, and was reportedly recommended by the Lord of Guiyun Ridge!"
"Yes, yes, I remember too. She was indeed recommended by the Lord of Guiyun Ridge. I have a very deep impression of her. That female assistant was very beautiful in her youth, a true beauty. It's said that the Lord of Guiyun Ridge intended for the old Southern King to remarry her!"
As the Lord of Baiyue Ridge, Yue Bucou, said this, his expression suddenly changed, and he blurted out in surprise, "Could it be... that His Highness the Southern King was attacked by the Lord of Guiyun Ridge?"
Xiao Yunlong raised his sword-like eyebrows and said, "There's no concrete evidence yet, so it's hard to say. The most important thing now is to find that female assistant. Also, Deputy Officer Zhou, immediately issue a notice in the name of the Southern King, inviting the Lord of Guiyun Ridge to come over!"
"Alright, I'll send the notice now!"
Zhou Yun nodded again, gritting his teeth and humming, "Now that the matter has been exposed, if the Lord of Guiyun Ridge dares not to come, it means he has a guilty conscience. This matter is most likely his doing!"
Xuanyuan Qingfeng then asked, "Your Highness the Northern King, that female assistant has fled into the ten thousand mountains. It will probably be difficult to find her anytime soon. Do you have a way to resolve His Highness the Southern King's curse?"
Xiao Yunlong chuckled, "This is not difficult. In fact, as long as the Demonic Flute is no longer played, and he stops taking those medications, the Southern King's Demonic Sound Curse will resolve on its own. However, the Southern King has been under the curse for too long, and his spirit has been damaged, making recovery difficult. Next, I will perform acupuncture to regulate his qi and gather his spirit!"
"That's great, I knew Your Highness the Northern King would have a solution. By the way, do we need to send someone to cut down the tree in the room?" Xuanyuan Qingfeng asked.
"No need. That tree is likely the last Nanshan Red in the world. It has no toxicity itself; on the contrary, it has many medicinal values. Keep it, and remember to have people fence it off to prevent it from being easily damaged!" Xiao Yunlong instructed.
"Alright, Your Highness the Northern King, I will attend to it immediately!" Xuanyuan Qingfeng cupped his fists and turned to leave.
Xiao Yunlong then turned to Yue Bucou and instructed, "Go and get me a set of silver needles immediately. I need to perform acupuncture on the Southern King next!"
Yue Bucou was stunned, looking at Xiao Yunlong with disbelief, and with a hint of anger. Judging by his expression, it seemed to imply: "I am the Lord of Baiyue Ridge. I usually don't even heed the Southern King's orders, and you, an outsider and a fallen king, want to order me around?"
However, seeing Xiao Yunlong's cold, sharp gaze, Yue Bucou finally said, "Alright, I'll go for the sake of treating His Highness the Southern King!"
The silver needles were quickly brought over. Xiao Yunlong examined them carefully to ensure there were no issues and then immediately began the acupuncture.
The acupuncture was not very complicated. It was essentially to help regulate his qi and gather his spirit. After all, the Southern Xinjiang King was not ill to begin with, and he had practiced martial arts, so his skills were not weak, and his physical foundation was quite solid.
Of course, it was precisely because of his strong foundation that he had endured the Demonic Flute curse for over a year; an ordinary person would have fallen ill long ago.
After Xiao Yunlong withdrew the needles, the Southern Xinjiang King slowly woke up.
"He's awake! His Highness the Southern King is finally awake, that's wonderful!"
Zhou Yun was completely excited and said repeatedly, "Your Highness the Northern King, thank you so much this time. Thank you for saving our Southern King!"
Xiao Yunlong waved his hand and said, "There's no need for such politeness. This is what I should do!"
The Southern Xinjiang King, lying on the sickbed, struggled to sit up slowly and said weakly, "You... I heard your conversation just now. I am ashamed, truly ashamed."
Xiao Yunlong said, "From what we can see now, they started setting up this scheme at least a decade ago. However, it seems they were targeting the old Southern King at that time. But since the old Southern King passed away suddenly, they turned their attention to you."
"When you first arrived, you were unfamiliar with the situation, and this Demonic Sound Curse is so strange and mysterious that ordinary people would find it difficult to detect. Even if I hadn't learned about it by chance, I would have fallen into their trap. So, Your Highness the Southern King need not blame yourself."
Although he knew these were words of comfort, the Southern Xinjiang King felt a little better.
"Now that you are here, I feel more at ease. The current situation in Southern Xinjiang..."
At this point, the Southern Xinjiang King seemed to have made a certain decision. He turned his head to Zhou Yun and said, "Deputy Officer Zhou, go and fetch my royal seal!"
"Yes, Your Highness!" Zhou Yun walked out without hesitation and soon returned with a box.
The box contained the Southern Xinjiang King's royal seal, which was also the symbol of supreme power. Possessing this royal decree often meant the ability to issue commands.
"Northern King, my physical condition is not good right now, and my abilities are really..."
The Southern Xinjiang King paused and then continued, "Therefore, I have decided to temporarily give you the Southern King's Seal. With the royal decree in your hand, you will be the acting Southern King, and the entire Southern Xinjiang will be under your command and jurisdiction!"
When he said this, Zhou Yun was only somewhat surprised, but Yue Bucou's expression changed.
"This... this might not be appropriate, right?" Xiao Yunlong said.
"There is nothing inappropriate. I trust you. I know my own abilities. With my current handling, I am powerless to change the current situation. From now on, changing and saving Southern Xinjiang from its predicament will depend on you. Please do not refuse, otherwise..."
As he said this, the Southern Xinjiang King coughed repeatedly. Having been weak for so long, his body was already very frail, and his martial arts had also declined.
Xiao Yunlong pondered for a moment, then nodded, "Alright, I promise you. I will temporarily accept this Southern King's Seal, but we agreed, I will return it to you when your health improves!"
The Southern Xinjiang King waved his hand and smiled, "This... it doesn't matter. You can handle it as you see fit then!"