Ninth Demon Lord

Chapter 331 Young Master's Burning Pain
The man in the red robe shook his head slightly, and said, "It's still unclear what kind of illness you have."

"Father, take me to Tiandu, and ask the emperor to help me see it." The boy said innocently.

"I've already sent people to Tiandu to invite the best alchemist." The red-robed man said.

"Father, I'm afraid." The boy said.

Hearing this, the man in red frowned: "Chi Ling, you are a genius of my Chi family, you must not be frightened by illness."

"Yes, father." The boy lowered his head.

"Although you are suffering from burning pain, don't worry, being a father will definitely protect you." The man in red patted the young man's head.

"I believe that my father can cure my illness." The boy said.

The red-robed man raised his palm again, and a wave of spiritual power came out majesticly with an extremely cold breath, gently penetrating into the young man's heart.

In fact, his cold meridian has not fully returned to normal, but he must continue to take risks, he wants to save his son.

It has been like this for the past few months. Although his cultivation base is strong, he still feels a little powerless.

In the past few months, I have been exhausted almost all the time.So he gave up solving the five major families in Tianshu City, and gave up investigating the tragedy in the Manghuang Demon Territory.He just kept sending people to follow Qi Cangzong and observe quietly.

But these, only he himself knows.Of course he couldn't let anyone know how tired he was, how powerless he was.Even those closest to him don't know his exhaustion and powerlessness.

He also thought about asking Heaven for help, but this would most likely reveal his exhaustion and powerlessness.Therefore, for the sake of safety, he did not ask for help from Heaven.

Even though some people knew that Chi Ling was ill, but no one knew that treating Chi Ling's illness would require him to exhaust himself physically and mentally, and he was no longer at his peak.

The young man slowly closed his eyes, quietly enjoying the extremely cold breath.

After a while, the boy's face gradually improved, but it was still red, as if he had been roasted by fire.Maybe it was because he was too tired, or maybe it was because the extremely cold breath had a hypnotic effect, the boy fell asleep.

The man in red lifted the boy up and put him on the bed.He pulled the chair and sat down, looking at the boy quietly.His face showed extremely hidden confusion, uneasiness, and exhaustion. He thought that there was nothing that could embarrass him in the sea area to the east.

But at the moment, he is uneasy.Because this is his son, his favorite son.

Although Chi Ling's face was red, his body was already wrapped in an extremely cold breath.If ordinary people are attacked by such extreme cold and scorching heat, even if they don't die, they have already become idiots.

But Chi Ling was able to persevere, all because he was a magical child himself.Although he is only 15 years old, he is already at the beginning of the Zifu.His own cultivation and talent gave him the strength to resist such extreme cold and blazing heat.

There was a trace of distress in the eyes of the man in red, how can he save his son?
Although he will not pin his hopes on a young man like Xue Bu, but he also hopes that his son can become a peerless powerhouse.

But the fiery aura erupting from his son at that time made him feel that he had nowhere to start.He didn't know what this fiery breath was, and he didn't know how to eradicate it. He could only use his powerful cultivation to suppress the fiery breath.

He hopes that with time, a miracle will happen.

Chi Ling slept deeply, and his complexion finally gradually returned to normal.

The man in the red robe didn't leave, he sat quietly by the bed, looking at his son.

"Master, can I come in?"

A woman's voice came from outside the door. This voice was charming and gentle, and it was the kind of voice that men could not refuse.

"Come in." The man in red said calmly.

The bedroom door opened, and a woman in a red dress walked in.The woman looked like she was in her 20s, with an extremely beautiful face and a pair of seductive eyes. As she walked, a wisp of fragrance naturally wafted away.

The woman came to the red-robed man, looked at the boy on the bed, and said, "Mansion Master, is Chi Ling okay?"

"It's all right." The red-robed man's expression was very calm, and the anxiety in his eyes had already disappeared.

"That's good." The woman whispered: "Mansion Master, you are also tired, go back and rest."

"Okay." The red-robed man said and stood up, he knew that Chi Ling would not get sick again tonight.

So, the two got up and walked out of the bedroom.

At the door of the bedroom, besides the two servant girls, there was also a tall young man.

"Yang Jue, guarding Young Master Chi Ling, if there is anything wrong, tell the Palace Master immediately."

The woman said to the young man.

"Yes." The young man called Yang Jue bowed and agreed.

The man in red also took a look at the young man Yang Jue, and followed the woman out of the courtyard.

Only then did Yang Jue and the two maids raise their heads.

"All come in."

"Yes."

The two maids followed Yang Jue into the bedroom.

The maid immediately went to clean up the things that Chi Ling had knocked over just now, while Yang Jue went to Chi Ling's bedside, stood upright, and looked at Chi Ling quietly.

As Chi Ling's personal guard, Yang Jue has always felt that he has a great responsibility, especially in the past few months.About six months ago, the young master suddenly got a strange disease.Every now and then, the body would be burned by the fire-like breath. If it weren't for the fact that the palace master is a strong man in the city-burning realm and can release extremely cold spiritual power, something may have happened to the young master.

Every time the young master falls ill, he is not only afraid, but also feels great pressure.

All night long, Yang Jue never took a step away, just quietly watching Chi Ling.

When the sun rose completely, Chi Ling finally opened his eyes.

"Young master, you're awake." Yang Jue relaxed, and immediately handed Chi Ling a glass of ice spring to moisten his throat.

"Gududu..."

Chi Ling drank the entire glass of ice spring.

At this time, the two maidservants also came over, and both of them held a glass of ice spring in their hands, and handed them to Chi Ling one by one.

"Gududu..."

After Chi Ling drank three cups of ice spring, she felt much better, so she got up and got out of bed.

The servant girl immediately came over to dress him.

Yang Jue also asked next to him: "Young master, do you want to eat first?"

"Go to Bingquan Tower to eat fish." Chi Ling said.

"Okay." Although he knew that the young master would be like this, Yang Jue still felt that the young master was a bit willful.After each attack, you should actually stay at home.But this young master is not. Every time he gets sick, he must go to Bingquan Tower to eat fish.

So, Yang Jue immediately went to prepare the car.

After a while, Yang Jue and the two close maids accompanied Chi Ling into a golden-scaled carriage.

The carriage galloped out of Chifu and went straight to Bingquan Building on Shizi Street.

Not long after, the carriage arrived at Bingquan Building.

It was almost noon now, and Bingquan Restaurant, as the best fish restaurant in this grid city, was already overcrowded.

But on the top floor, the seventh floor, there is always one room that is vacant.This luxurious private room will only be opened after Chi Ling, the young master of Chi Mansion, arrives.Because this room is always reserved for Chi Ling, only he can eat fish in this room.

Chi Ling sat down, Yang Jue stood beside her, and two servant girls stood guard at the door.

Not long after, a table of exquisite fish feasts was set up, and Chi Ling began to eat.This is his hobby and his hobby.

Suddenly, Yang Jue saw that Chi Ling stopped eating fish, which surprised him, because usually, the young master would only stop eating his chopsticks when he was full.

"what!"

Chi Ling suddenly let out a cry of pain, her body trembled violently, her delicate and clean face immediately turned red, as if a layer of flame was burning under the skin.

"Little Master!"

This time, Yang Jue was frightened.He knew that the young master's illness was committed, and the fiery breath was rising in the young master's body.He flew over, but didn't dare to touch the young master.

That blazing breath was hotter than raging fire, even though he was a beginner in Xuanhu, he still didn't dare to touch it casually.

"Ah... bang!"

The painful Chi Ling overturned the whole fish feast he liked, his body flew up, and then fell to the ground again.Then it rolled on the ground, and there were traces of being burned on the ground of the golden steel rock.

"Quickly invite the Palace Master."

Yang Jue has nothing to do now, he only hopes that the Palace Master Chi Guangnian will come soon.Only the extremely cold spiritual power of the palace master can suppress the fiery breath in the young master's body.

The coachman who stopped downstairs was also a spiritual cultivator. He agreed and flew away, heading straight for Chifu.

"what……!"

Chi Ling's screams of pain turned into howls, and the luxurious room seemed to be enveloped in flames.The two maids couldn't take it anymore and had already escaped.

Yang Jue could bear it, but he was helpless.He didn't understand why the interval between the young master's attacks this time was so short.Previously, there was a minimum interval of ten days between each attack of the young master.That's why he dared to take the young master out to eat fish right after the young master fell ill.

"Ah... bang."

When Chi Ling rolled over, he suddenly smashed through the window and flew out.

Yang Jue casually pulled a chair and flew out, seeing the young master falling downwards, he threw the chair out to block the young master's body.

"Crack."

When Chi Ling fell, she smashed the chair and fell on the street.

This is Shizi Street, and Chi Ling fell at the gate of Bingquan Building.He rolled on the ground, and when his body hit something, it was as if he had been burned.Even the ground of the blue steel rock was scorched black.

The doors and windows of the Bingquan Building had already begun to smoke.

"Get out of the way!"

Yang Jue fell to the ground and shouted at the people around him.

People around felt as if there was an invisible flame rushing towards them, causing them to flee to the distance.

"Young master, the Palace Master is coming! Just bear with me!"

Yang Jue frowned, comforting Chi Ling who was rolling on the ground.

"what……"

Chi Ling was wailing, and the pain in the voice made everyone who heard it feel terrified.

(End of this chapter)