I'm a no-line summoner

Chapter 96 Memories

"Exactly."

"You guys take the corpse away." Lan Lingxuan knelt down, looked at Chu Qianchen who was in a daze, "Ninth Prince, your throat is hurt, let me show you?"

"Mother Concubine..." Chu Qianchen walked around Lan Lingxuan, wanting to continue to follow the palace people, but was stopped by Lan Lingxuan.

Lan Lingxuan saw that several of his fingers were broken, and said distressedly: "My child, don't you feel pain?"

"Mother..."

Lan Lingxuan sighed, and patted the back of Chu Qianchen's head. Chu Qianchen felt nothing but darkness before his eyes.

After Chu Qianchen woke up again, the scene in front of him changed completely. He got up and said hoarsely, "Where is this place?"

Seeing him getting up, a beautiful woman in white gauze hurriedly helped him up: "Ninth Prince, your voice is still not good, and you are hurting yourself because of the pain. You should rest on the bed and don't get down."

Chu Qianchen looked at her, then at his bandaged fingers, and asked hoarsely, "Sister, who are you?"

"My name is Lan Xian'er. My father brought you back just now and asked me to help you see the wound, and then he went out." Lan Xian'er helped him lie down and said, "If you want to cry, cry, don't cry out Throat, crying will be much better."

"I am a strong man, and a man will not shed tears easily!" Chu Qianchen said in a hoarse voice.

"Yes, yes, a strong man." Lan Xian'er looked at him with a helpless smile, "Since you're awake, drink the medicine, it will heal your throat."

After drinking a bowl of warming and soothing medicine, Chu Qianchen felt that his throat was much better.

"Thank you, Sister Xian'er." Chu Qianchen looked at his fingers, "Did you bandage my fingers?"

"Yes."

"Then you should know that I am a waste spirit root of ice and fire... why do you want to save such a waste like me?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Lan Xian'er pointed Chu Qianchen's little head with her finger and said, "You are so young, how do you know that you will be a waste in the future? Life is always full of infinite possibilities!"

Chu Qianchen closed her eyes and fell silent, Lan Xianer heard her father's voice outside, and went out.

"These are medicines for fractures, Xian'er, is the Ninth Prince awake?" A voice came from outside.

"Wake up, but I let him continue to rest on the bed. The wound medicine is here, and I will get it."

Chu Qianchen heard Lan Lingxuan's voice: "Although the Ninth Prince can't practice magic, it is still possible to practice martial arts, right? I'll find a time to mention it to the Emperor so that the Ninth Prince can also enter the martial arts school."

"Well, good idea."

Do you want to enter the martial arts school?Chu Qianchen lowered his eyes, and there was an indescribable indifference in his eyes.

Martial arts school
"Ninth Prince, your aptitude... Excuse me, I'm not suitable for martial arts training." The teacher of the martial arts school in the capital stroked his beard and frowned.

"Ah, isn't this the good-for-nothing Ninth Prince? I heard that he came to the Martial Arts Academy because of his cold-blooded and useless spiritual roots?" A dude sneered.

The nobleman on the side also mocked: "Look at his malnourished and thin body, it's no wonder he can practice martial arts!"

Hearing the voices of everyone talking, Chu Qianchen clenched his fists, raised his head suddenly and said:
"I can, teacher, let me learn with everyone! I will try my best to keep up with everyone's progress!"

In order to exercise his body well, he insists on running and exercising every day, even if it is windy and rainy, he still persists!

In order to become stronger, he went all out!

"A waste is a waste, no matter how much you exercise, you are a waste!" On the ring, when a certain dude was dueling with Chu Qianchen, he ruthlessly threw him out of the arena.

"His mother and concubine are bad women with evil intentions, no wonder she gave birth to such a good-for-nothing, what a retribution..." The vicious sarcasm sounded like a poisonous needle, piercing his heart fiercely.

He struggled to get up, grabbed the little boy, and said in a voice as terrifying as hell's Shura: "Don't insult my mother and concubine!"

"If you can do it, don't be afraid of people saying, your concubine mother is a..."

With a slap, another little boy was slapped severely by Chu Qianchen. The little boy got up and wrestled with Chu Qianchen: "You trash, how dare you hit me?"

There was a burst of lightning and thunder in the sky, and after a while, it began to rain cats and dogs.

Chu Qianchen's small body was lying in the rain, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, staining the surrounding ground red.

His consciousness gradually became thinner, and the real world seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him...

Is he dying?

A hopeless smile bloomed, making his face extraordinarily poignant and moving: that's good, at least he can go to accompany his mother and concubine...

At this time, a desolate voice sounded in his ear: "Do you want to become stronger? Just give me your hatred and blood, and I can fulfill your wish!"

"Who are you?"

"Don't worry about who I am, as long as you agree to my conditions, I can help you become stronger!" The desolate voice was a little excited, who is this child?Why can his blood loosen the seal?

"I……"

"Promise...promise..." The desolate voice was a little seductive.

"I promise you……"

A pale green totem emerged from the ground, greedily absorbing his blood, then shrank suddenly, and disappeared into his chest.

Chu Qianchen only felt a pain in his chest, and then his consciousness was sucked into another space.

"This is it?!" Chu Qianchen was very surprised after seeing clearly where he came in.

The colorful sky, the vast wilderness, the dangerous peaks, the rolling hills, the dense forests and the winding streams seem to be in another world.

"Welcome to Demon Realm, little devil, what's your name?" A man's desolate voice came from behind.

"Who are you?" Chu Qianchen looked back at the tall man with green eyes warily.

"Stubborn character, I like it!" The tall man was dressed in a black robe, "Remember, my name is Zhu Jiuyin—the god of Zhongshan!"

"My name is Chu Qianchen, the Ninth Prince of the Shenwu Empire!" Chu Qianchen spoke with the same momentum as Zhu Jiuyin.

"This deity keeps his word. Since you are willing to give your blood and hatred to this deity, then this deity will help you become stronger! From now on, this Demon Realm will be your training ground!"

"I am a waste of magic and martial arts, how do you make me stronger?" Chu Qianchen said coldly.

"With the deity here, you can naturally. As long as you can withstand the torment of the two heavens of ice and fire, you can cultivate. If you want to become stronger, you must have the awareness to endure pain!" Zhu Jiuyin smiled wickedly, stretched out his hand to grab Chu Qianchen's shoulder.

"Ah!" Chu Qianchen felt a huge surge of energy suddenly pouring into his body, and fainted from the pain.

"No one knows what happened. Chu Qianchen became able to cultivate overnight, and he is such a heaven-defying existence as a magician with dual elements of ice and fire." Luo Yan continued, while Yu Yaoluo listened with gusto.

(End of this chapter)