After a while, the sound of chaotic footsteps was heard in the hall.

"Young Master, the doctor is here." The servant bowed respectfully, then raised his head and cried out in surprise, "Ah! Young Master, the wound on your back has split open! Can the doctor take a look at it?"

"No need." Yin Buqi shook his head and said indifferently: "Help her first."

The doctor said: "Young Master, the blood is seeping out..."

"I'll let you show her first!"

Yin Buqi suddenly became furious, and his voice was low and dangerous.

The doctor was so frightened by his appearance that he fell to his knees with a thud, then quickly got up and went to take Jiang Niannian's pulse.

This is Qingqiu.

Bloodlines have the absolute right to speak.

Everyone will submit to the Nine-Tailed Fox with noble blood. This is something engraved in their bones.

The doctor withdrew his hand and frowned slightly.

Yin Buqi's eyes were filled with coldness and anxiety: "What's wrong?"

"It's not a big problem. It's just that the old injury hasn't healed yet, and I caught a cold, so I fell into a coma. However..."

Yin Buqi was extremely anxious. He hated people who spoke in roundabout ways. He said in a more serious tone, "But what?"

The doctor thought for a while and said, "I feel like there's something wrong with the pulse, but I can't put my finger on it. So, I'll prescribe some medicine for Miss Jiang to take care of her body first, and I'll go back and think about it carefully."

The doctor asked someone to go down and boil the medicine, and then cleaned and bandaged the wound on Yin Buqi's back, and then he bowed and left.

Yin Buqi sat beside the bed, gently holding Jiang Niannian's hand, his eyes moist and sad.

He gently stroked her cheek, rested his forehead against hers, and rubbed her with his tall nose. Her beautiful face was reflected in the mottled light, and she choked softly: "I only have you... Nian Nian... I only have you..."

So, please, please live well.

The servant quickly boiled the medicine and brought it to Yin Buqi.

Yin Bushi didn't care whether it was hot or not. He took a sip first. It smelled bitter and tasted even more bitter. Nian Nian definitely didn't like it.

After living together for so many years, Yin Buqi already knew Jiang Niannian's living habits very well.

She doesn't like to take medicine when she is sick because she is afraid of the bitterness.

She was very afraid of pain, but she rarely mentioned it in front of him because she didn't want him to worry.

Yin Buqi sighed and ordered, "Go, bring some honey water."

"Yes, young master."

Yin Buqi took the medicine, scooped a spoonful, blew it to his lips, and then carefully put it to Jiang Niannian's mouth, coaxing gently: "Niannian, be good... drink the medicine."

After taking a sip, even though she was drowsy, Jiang Niannian's brows were furrowed. She turned her face away, pursed her lips, and refused to drink any more no matter what.

“It’s bitter… so bitter…”

Jiang Niannian moaned and unconsciously waved away the bowl full of medicine.

Yin Buqi's palm was not steady, and the medicine splashed on the luxurious carpet. He stared quietly at the remaining medicine in the bowl, and suddenly poured it all into his mouth.

He placed the bowl on the table beside him, turned around and frantically pried open her chin, then kissed her straight down, pushing all the medicine in his mouth into her throat and forcing her to swallow it all.

Jiang Niannian tasted bitterness on the tip of her tongue and shook her head desperately, "Um... don't..."

But through this mouth, the medicine went smoothly into her stomach.

All the medicine in her mouth had been consumed, but Yin Buqi still didn't let her go, sucking gently on her lips and tongue.

It seems like no amount of kisses is enough.

The medicine is bitter, but she is sweet.

Yin Buqi finally bit her tongue before reluctantly withdrawing.

He then took the honey water beside him and fed it into Jiang Niannian's mouth.

"bitter……"

"It's not bitter anymore... Nian Nian, it's sweet and delicious."

He lowered his head slightly, a fear of loss emerging from his gentle features, and he just coaxed her patiently.

Jiang Niannian just felt uncomfortable and opened her mouth obediently: "Ah..."

After an unknown amount of time, a trembling, old voice sounded behind him, "Young Master, please go to the old Palace Master immediately." This person was a close confidant of the old Palace Master. He had followed him for many years and was very prestigious. He was called "Lord Li."

"I understand." Yin Buqi's voice was hoarse and cold. He said, "Xiao Qi."

A dark shadow appeared out of nowhere, it was a woman.

She exuded a murderous aura from head to toe, and one could tell at a glance that she was trained in fighting in crowds of people.

These are the warriors who have guarded the Qingqiu bloodline throughout the generations. They have no names, only code names.

"Young Master, what do you want?"

"Put away the murderous aura in you and stay by Nian Nian's side as a maid to protect her."

"yes."

…

Yin Buqi was taken to the edge of a lake.

The smooth surface of the lake is overflowing with beautiful satin-like shimmering light, and a bridge paved with stones made of countless rare treasures leads directly to the center of the lake.

There are magic circles everywhere on this bridge. Every step you take can lead to peace or an endless abyss.

Li Gong bowed his waist and said, "I can't accompany the young master, so I will wait here."

Yin Buqi followed the rules and gathered a ball of spiritual power around his body. He moved extremely quickly, and his slender figure floated across the long bridge like the wind. He casually pinched a water-avoiding talisman and dived to the bottom of the lake.

This place is a different world, it is actually a palace complex, pavilions, towers, all arranged in an orderly manner, and covered by a giant barrier.

"Child...you're here..." A hoarse voice sounded, and the barrier in front of Yin Buqi opened up a small door that only allowed him to enter.

Yin Buqi walked in without hesitation.

Although it is called a palace, it is actually very empty inside.

In such a huge palace, there is only a coffin-like stone platform in the center.

There was a person lying on it, who looked extremely old and as if he was about to die.

"Child...you are finally here..."

Yin Buqi did not show the excitement he had when he saw his relatives. He just said calmly, "Are you my mother's father, Hu Qianqiu?"

Hu Qianqiu nodded, not caring about his impolite attitude: "I've been holding on with my last breath... and waiting for you..."

Yin Buqi smiled coldly: "What you are waiting for is not me, but the return of ancestral bloodline."

Hu Qianqiu muttered to himself, "A thousand years ago, it was not the human race that ruled the human world... but our Nine-Tailed Clan... But it was because we were too powerful... even the Heavenly Dao began to be jealous of us... and thus created the 'Underworldly Species'."

Yin Buqi's cold eyes suddenly turned crazy: "Go on."

"We, the Nine-Tailed Fox, have the blood of our ancestors and can live forever... and live as long as the heavens... But the evil spirits of the underworld will choose those who are chosen to kill all those close to us... leaving us unable to live or die... There are fewer and fewer people in our tribe, and gradually, we disappeared from the world... and lived in seclusion in this Qingqiu..."

In Hu Qianqiu's long and weak narration, Yin Bushi gradually learned the hidden truth.

The reason why humans are so afraid of the Nether Demon is because the Nether Demon will only choose the Nine-Tailed Fox, who has ancestral blood, as its carrier.

The birth of the ancestral bloodline represents the revival of the Nine-Tailed Clan.

By then, the world will be a purgatory and the world will change hands.