The Ninth Rebirth Demon King

The red-robed man shook his head and said, "I still can't confirm what illness you are suffering from."

"Father, take me to Tiandu. Please help me take a look, Emperor." The youth said naively.

"I've already sent someone to Heavenly Capital to invite the best alchemist." The red-robed man said.

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

Hearing this, red-robed man raised an eyebrow: "Chi Ling, you are the genius of my Chi Family, you must not be scared by the sickness."

"Yes, Father." The youth lowered his head.

"Although your body is suffering from the pain of being burned, you can rest assured that your father will be able to guarantee your safety." red-robed man stroked the teenager's head.

"I believe my father can cure my illness." The youth said.

red-robed man once again raised his palm and a wave of Spiritual Strength appeared with an extremely cold aura, gently seeping into the young man's heart.

In fact, his ice-cold meridians hadn't completely recovered yet, but he still had to continue taking risks as he wanted to save his son.

This had been the case for the past few months. Even though his cultivation level was high, he could not help but feel helpless.

I've been tired almost all the time for the past few months. As a result, he gave up on solving the problems of the five great families in Heavenly Book City and gave up on investigating the tragedy of the Desolate Demon Region. He had only sent people to follow behind Qi Cang Sect and observe quietly.

However, only he knew of this. Of course, he could not let anyone know how exhausted he was. He could not let anyone know that he was weak. Even the people closest to him didn't know how exhausted he was or how weak he was.

He had once thought of asking the heavens for help, but this would most likely reveal his fatigue and fatigue. Therefore, in order to be safe, he didn't ask even the heavens for help.

Even if someone found out that Chi Ling was sick, no one knew about the cure for Chi Ling's sickness.

The youth slowly closed his eyes as he quietly enjoyed the extremely cold aura.

After a while, the youth's complexion gradually became better. However, it was still completely red, as if he had been roasted on fire. Perhaps it was because he was too tired, or perhaps it was because the extreme cold had the ability to hypnotize others, so the teenager fell asleep.

red-robed man lifted the teenager and placed him on the bed. He pulled over a chair and sat down, silently looking at the young man. His face was filled with extreme hidden bewilderment, unease, and exhaustion. He had long since come to the conclusion that there was nothing in this East of the Sea Area that could make things difficult for him.

However, at this moment, he felt uneasy. Because this was his son, his most beloved son.

Although Chi Ling's face was scarlet red, his body was already wrapped in an extremely cold aura. If it was an ordinary person under such extreme cold and heat, even if they didn't die, they would have already become an idiot.

But Chi Ling was able to endure it, it was all because he was a magical child in itself. Although he was only fifteen years old, he was already a Purple Mansion Primary Grade. His own cultivation and talent, allowed him to have the strength to resist such extreme coldness and scorching heat.

red-robed man's eyes revealed traces of heartache. How could he save his son?

Although he wouldn't place his hope on a young man like Xue Bu, he still hoped that his son could become a peerless expert.

However, the incandescent energy that had exploded on his son's body made him feel that he had nowhere to go. He did not know what this blazing aura was, nor did he know how to eradicate it. All he could do was use his powerful cultivation to suppress this blazing aura.

He hoped that with the passage of time, a miracle would happen.

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

red-robed man did not leave. He just sat quietly beside the bed, looking at his son.

"Manorlord, can I come in?"

A woman's voice sounded from outside the door. It was a voice that was both charming and gentle. It was the kind of voice that a man would not be able to refuse.

"Come in." red-robed man said calmly.

The bedroom door opened and a woman in a red dress walked in. The woman looked to be in her twenties. She had an incomparably beautiful face and a pair of seductive eyes. As she walked, a faint fragrance naturally wafted out.

The woman went to red-robed man's side, looked at the youth on the bed, and said: "Palace Chief, is Chi Ling alright?"

"I'm fine." red-robed man's expression was very calm, the unease in his eyes had long since disappeared.

"That's good." The woman said in a low voice, "Martial House Master, you must be tired. Go back and rest."

"Alright." red-robed man stood up as he spoke. He knew that Chi Ling would not be sick tonight.

Thus, the two stood up and walked out of the bedroom.

At the door to the bedroom, other than the two maidservant s, there was also a tall youth.

"Yang Jue, guard young master Chi Ling. If there's anything wrong, inform the Palace Chief immediately."

The woman said to the young man.

"Yes." The young man called Yang Jue bowed in agreement.

red-robed man glanced at this youth Yang Jue, and followed the woman out of the small courtyard.

Yang Jue and the two maidservant s finally raised their heads.

"Everyone, come in."

"Yes."

The two maidservant s followed Yang Jue into the bedroom.

maidservant immediately went to clean up the things that Chi Ling had knocked over just now, while Yang Jue walked to Chi Ling's side of the bed.

As Chi Ling's personal bodyguard, had always felt that she had a great responsibility, especially in the recent few months. Roughly six months ago, the Young Master suddenly acquired the strange disease. If not for the fact that the Palace Chief was an expert of Fen Cheng's realm, and could release the extremely cold Spiritual Strength, the Young Master would have been in great trouble.

Every time the young master got sick, not only did he feel fear, he also felt extremely pressured.

Throughout the entire night, Yang Jue did not leave even half a step, and just calmly looked at Chi Ling.

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

"Young Master, you're awake." Yang Jue's heart relaxed, and he immediately handed the cup of ice spring to Chi Ling.

"Gu Du Du …"

Chi Ling drank a cup of ice spring.

At this time, the two maidservant s also came over. Both of them held a cup of ice spring in their hands, and handed it over to Chi Ling in succession.

"Gu Du Du …"

After Chi Ling drank three cups of ice spring, feeling much better, she got up from bed.

maidservant immediately went over to help him put on his clothes.

Yang Jue also asked from the side: Young Master, do you want to eat first?

"Go to Ice-spring brothel and eat fish." Chi Ling said.

"Alright." Although he knew that Young Master would definitely be like this, Yang Jue still felt that Young Master was a little willful. After every illness, you should always stay at home. However, this Young Master was not. Every time he contracted a disease, he would inevitably go to the Ice-spring brothel to eat fish.

Therefore, Yang Jue immediately went to prepare the carriage.

Not long later, Yang Jue and the two maidservant s who were next to him escorted Chi Ling up the A Golden Scaled Carriage.

The carriage flew out of Chi Mansion and went straight for Ice-spring brothel.

Before long, the carriage arrived at Ice-spring brothel.

It was almost noon, Ice-spring brothel, as the best restaurant for cooking fish, was already overcrowded.

But on the top floor, on the seventh floor, there was always an empty room. This luxurious private room would only open when Young Master, the Chi Mansion, arrived. This was because this room was always reserved for Chi Ling. Only he could eat fish in this room.

Chi Ling sat down, Yang Jue stood at the side accompanying him and the two maidservant s stood guard at the door.

Not long after, an exquisite fish feast was set up on the table, and Chi Ling started to eat. This was his hobby, and also his hobby.

Suddenly, Yang Jue saw that Chi Ling stopped eating fish, which made him a little surprised, because usually, Young Master only stopped eating when she was full.

"AHH!"

Chi Ling suddenly cried out in pain, her body fiercely shivered, her fair and clear face immediately turned red, as though a layer of flames was burning under her skin.

"Young Master!"

This time, Yang Jue was completely terrified. He knew that his young master was sick, and that the blazing aura was rising from Young Master's body. He flew over, but did not dare touch Young Master.

The blazing aura was even hotter than flames. Even as a Primary Grade of the dangling lake, he didn't dare to carelessly touch it.

"Ah …" "Bam!"

The painful Chi Ling flipped over the table of fish dishes that he liked, his body flew up, then fell back onto the ground. Then, it rolled on the ground, and lines of burn marks appeared on the ground of the gold and steel rock.

"Quick, go ask the Lord Prefect."

Yang Jue didn't have any other options right now, he only hoped that Palace Chief Chi Guangnian would arrive soon. Only Palace Chief's extreme cold spiritual energy was able to suppress the incandescent energy in the Young Master's body.

The coachman who stopped downstairs was also the Spirit Cultivator. He complied and flew straight to the Chi Mansion.

"Ah …!"

Chi Ling's cries of pain turned into wails of pain, the luxurious room seemed to be engulfed in a fiery heat as if it was enveloped by flames. The two maidservant s couldn't take it anymore and had already escaped.

Yang Jue could still endure it, but he was helpless. He did not understand why the intervals for Young Master's illness this time was so short. In the past, for every illness in the Young Master, the lowest would at least be ten days. This was also why he dared to bring Young Master out to eat fish the moment he became ill.

"Ah …" "Bam."

While Chi Ling was rolling, she suddenly broke through the window and flew out.

Yang Jue pulled a chair over and flew out after him. Seeing the Young Master falling down, he threw the chair over to protect the Young Master.

"Crunch."

When Chi Ling's body fell, she smashed the chair and landed on the street.

This was the Cross Street, and Chi Ling had smashed into the main entrance of the Ice-spring brothel. He rolled on the ground. When his body touched something, it felt like she was being burnt. Even the surface of the Green Iron Cliff was charred black.

The doors and windows of the Ice-spring brothel were already beginning to smoke.

"Dodge!"

Yang Jue landed and shouted to the people around him.

The surrounding people all felt as if an invisible flame was pouncing towards them. It roasted them until they fled into the distance.

"Young Master, the Palace Chief is coming! "Endure it!"

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

"Ah …"

Chi Ling was wailing, the pain in his voice caused everyone who heard it to feel extremely terrified.