Chapter 55 Chapter 55 "For my sake, Zhao Zhao must get better soon..."
The so-called breaking of the bond is to untie the knot of the soul that is rooted in each other's lifeblood.
Fuxu's decision came so quickly that Jiuzhao was caught off guard.
The impact of the breaking of the Qi Kuo knot that bound the two together like a red thread of matchmaker caused a temporary disorder in the immortal energy in his body. Coupled with the sudden sadness and pain in his heart, which could not be relieved, Jiu Zhao fell ill that night.
She had a high fever and her whole body was burning hot, which scared Zhu Ying and Jiang Yu. Unfortunately, the mortal elixirs in Yunsheng's world were useless to her immortal body.
At that time in Lihentian, there were still a group of immortal officials with superb medical skills on standby every day, so it was not Zhu Ying and Jiangyu's turn to worry about these things. However, they were not proficient in this art, and they were not wood-type, so the effect of their healing magic was very limited. For a few days, they felt quite helpless.
They privately discussed whether or not to report to Sanqingtian so that they could take Jiuzhao back to heaven for treatment.
However, before they could come to an end, the matter was discovered by Zhu Yan, who had just made the travel plan and knocked on the door to report.
He looked at Jiu Zhao's drowsy face on the bed, put on a concerned look, and offered, "I've longed to learn medicine since I was young. I once studied for a while under the chief physician serving in the Divine King's residence. If the two ladies don't mind, could you let me try?"
Even though he had helped Jiu Zhao, Zhu Yan was still from the northern border.
Zhu Ying frowned and refused: "Your Highness's body is worth a fortune. If you are not sure, then—"
Zhu Yan explained in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "I had this idea not to seek credit in front of His Highness.
"Please think carefully, young ladies. Your Highness has been in Yunsheng's world for less than two days. If you immediately return to Sanqing Heaven and order the Immortal Lord Duyin to open the barrier between immortals and mortals, it will be impossible to conceal your presence.
"If word of this were to reach the ears of the gods, those who don't know the truth would simply think that His Highness is erratic and trying to evade his duties. Even if they knew the truth, they would probably think that His Highness is too delicate and incapable of enduring hardship, and that he would go to such lengths to treat a minor illness.
"Besides, the two girls know exactly why His Highness came to the mortal world. If we disregard His Highness's wishes and take her back to Sanqing Heaven without authorization, I'm afraid you two girls will be punished when His Highness recovers and regains consciousness."
Zhu Yan spoke slowly and his tone was as gentle as a spring breeze.
However, considering Jiu Zhao's character, the current reality, and people's guesses, Zhu Ying was speechless.
After a while, Zhu Ying pulled Jiangyu aside and made room for Jiuzhao's bed.
"Just do your best, Immortal Lord. Remember not to be too aggressive."
Zhu Yan didn't care about Zhu Ying's words when he gave in, which were filled with fear and scrutiny.
He took advantage of Jiu Zhao's drowsiness and weakened defenses to gently channel a trace of his immortal consciousness to examine the cause of her illness. He then inquired from Jiang Yu about the treatment process over the past few days. Stroking his sleeves, he pondered, "Miss Zhu Ying is a fire element, and Miss Jiang Yu is an earth element. These are the two elements least suited to treating this illness. If there were a water element or a wood element physician here, one could cast a spell to lower her body temperature while the other formed a formation to absorb her immortal energy. I think she'd be healed in three to five days."
"Then I will immediately go find the two immortals Shuimu who repaired the Heavenly Stairs—"
Jiangyu is a man of action. When she thinks of a suitable candidate, she will rush out.
A burning hand reached out from under the quilt and grabbed the hem of her clothes: "Don't go, they, they have their own errands..."
Jiu Zhao still had his eyes closed, and all the blood in his body seemed to be concentrated on his face. The rest of his body was as pale as snow, except for his cheeks, which were abnormally flushed. Jiang Yu was extremely distressed by this and couldn't help but retort, "The Immortal Stage is not as important as you!"
The high fever drained away all of Jiu Zhao's strength.
After saying this, she became drowsy and lost her will, and just tried to stop Jiangyu's hand, refusing to let go.
There was no way, Jiangyu could only bite her lower lip and stand there frozen.
Zhu Yan also said with difficulty: "I was born in the northern border. It is not difficult for me to perform temperature control magic, but I can't complete the formation at the same time."
The arrogant Princess Divine Princess finally began to understand things and was unwilling to use her own illness to delay the mission that would affect the entire Sanqingtian.
Zhu Ying thought that she should be pleased with Jiuzhao's growth.
But the fact is, he just couldn't feel happy.
He stayed with Jiuzhao day and night, and Jiuzhao often shared her inner joys and sorrows with him - Jiuzhao restrained his arrogance and willfulness, took the immortal test, and strived to make progress. The shadow of his former willful nature gradually faded away, but it was all for Fuxu.
She is getting better and better.
That hateful Fuxu harmed her like this.
Even when seeking medical treatment or medication, one has to worry about what others say, and can only hide here reluctantly, unable to get good treatment.
Fuxu did not consider Jiuzhao.
Could it be that he, who was close to Jiu Zhao, would abandon her for some unspeakable reason?
…
Just when things were about to come to a standstill, Zhu Ying slowly raised his head and said, "Leave the formation to me, Immortal Lord."
"Zhu Ying, you?"
This time, even Jiangyu was surprised.
Although she knew that Zhu Ying, as the chief immortal official, was in charge of all matters of Lihentian, and also had the responsibility to protect Jiuzhao's safety, the strength Zhu Ying displayed on a daily basis was at most at the level of a Golden Immortal. It was not easy for him to perform the other four high-level immortal arts below the level of a Supreme God.
With the help of the year-round snow in the north and the unique environment close to water, Zhu Yan has only learned the art of temperature control.
Zhu Yingzhen...can he do it?
Facing Jiangyu's worry, Zhu Ying waved his hand without explaining the reason: "There is no time to lose. We can discuss other matters after His Highness gets better."
…
In order to maintain the stability of the three realms, the ancestor god Qionghuang created the way of heaven to rule over the four directions.
The laws of nature have determined that if you encounter an immortal or demon descending to the mortal world, your cultivation will be compressed.
Even the highest-level celestial being can only display strength comparable to that of the top human cultivators in the Yunsheng world.
Although the gods who have achieved perfection in their cultivation and the immortal demons have escaped the cycle of reincarnation and are not bound by the Taoist orders that compress their cultivation, the consequences of abusing their power to affect cause and effect and committing murder are even more serious, and they will surely be punished by heaven and their souls will be torn apart.
For this reason, Zhu Yan expended three times his usual strength, barely suppressing the Phoenix Fire raging within Jiu Zhao's body with his temperature control technique. His fingers, casting the spell, pointed at Jiu Zhao's spiritual platform, constantly sensing the movements of the Phoenix Fire waiting for an opportunity to strike back, and cold sweat trickled down his forehead.
Although the temperature control technique lowered Jiu Zhao's body temperature, the phoenix fire emanating from her body had already turned the room into a steamer.
Jiang Yu, whose immortal rank was low and who could not withstand the torment of the flames, had already retreated two hours ago.
Zhu Yan and Zhu Ying were the only ones awake in the room.
Compared to Zhu Yan's difficulty, Zhu Ying bit his finger and drew a wood-type array pattern around Jiu Zhao's bed with ease.
Seeing Zhu Yan facing the increasingly ferocious Phoenix Fire, despite his trembling fingertips, he still managed to maintain a slight advantage, he raised the corners of his lips and said with a forced smile, "The Immortal Lord was able to suppress Your Highness's Nirvana Phoenix Fire with his temperature control technique, which shows that his strength has long surpassed that of a Golden Immortal. I think it will not be difficult for him to ascend to the Celestial Immortal realm. However, I have never heard of the Immortal Lord participating in the Celestial Immortal assessment in all these years. What a pity."
Zhu Yan seemed oblivious to his surprise and replied with a calm and humble smile, "Not at all. Immortal Officer Zhu Ying can unleash a high-level wood-based formation out of thin air, and yet remain unfazed by the intense heat of Your Highness' Phoenix Fire. This truly earns my respect."
Two people who each have their own secrets will naturally not get along.
After a few tentative words to each other and failing, they fell silent again.
Another incense stick of time passed, and Zhu Ying injected the final bit of his strength into the formation, completing the three-day and three-night operation. He narrowed his eyes and observed carefully, noting that Jiu Zhao was indeed showing signs of improvement following Zhu Yan's instructions. He quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
"If the Immortal Official still has the strength to spare, you might as well add a layer of restrictions around the outside of the room to prevent the Phoenix Fire from escaping and harming innocent people."
Zhu Yan smiled again and made a request that could not be refused.
Zhu Ying's mouth twitched.
He wanted to mock him for being alone with Her Highness Shen Ji in his room, but suddenly he remembered the reason why Jiu Zhao had a high fever.
...Since Fuxu is so arrogant, he looks down on Jiuzhao's sincerity.
So what if Jiu Zhao was with other men, or started a relationship the day after the contract was broken?
An ungrateful guy.
When you have a lover and children, no matter how much you regret it, you will become a laughing stock!
Out of blame for Fuxu, Zhu Ying gave the still smiling young man a cold glance and turned away.
As the door closed completely, Zhu Yan's pretended calm expression immediately disappeared.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his free left hand, staggered to the stool in front of Jiuzhao's bed and sat down.
Two hours had passed and he was a little exhausted.
But in order to avoid Zhu Ying's ridicule and suppress Jiu Zhao's high fever, he still struggled to hold on.
As the distance between them shortened, Zhu Yan suddenly heard the intermittent whispers coming out of Jiu Zhao's mouth:
"You, have failed me... You, have all failed me...
"I won't forgive, never, ever forgive...
"Why……
“It’s so hot, so cold…
"Mother Goddess, Mother Goddess, Zhao'er is in so much pain, Zhao'er misses you so much..."
The double blow of a broken heart and illness caused Jiu Zhao's mind in the dream to regress to that of a child.
Her bright little face was wrinkled, which honestly didn't look good, but it gave her a more fragile air than her usual domineering look.
Zhu Yan looked at her for a while, then reached out his hand to feel the warmth of her skin.
Somehow, he moved his head over her forehead and gently touched the top of her head.
"Go to sleep, go to sleep, everything will be fine when you wake up."
His movements were like stroking a cat caught in the rain, or brushing off ashes from fragile porcelain.
And that hand, which was cold and full of affection, also became Jiu Zhao's new dependence.
Chaos's memory stayed at the time when Fuxu was temporarily living in Lihentian and they would occasionally sleep in the same bed. Jiuzhao thought the owner of his hand was Fuxu before they broke up - being taken care of by his lover when he was sick, no matter how painful it was, he could taste a hint of sweetness.
She murmured "Fu Xu", put her face against the hand and rubbed it like a spoiled child.
"It's so hot, your body feels so comfortable...
"Fuxu, Fuxu, don't leave, stay with me forever...
"You promised me—"
Zhu Yan calmly allowed her to be intimate with him, which was beyond the limits between men and women.
Even though he was treated as a stand-in, that unchanging self-satisfied smile never faded from his face.
He carefully stroked Jiu Zhao's cheek with his backhand, and his fingertips moved inch by inch along the delicate skin.
In the end, he was not satisfied and attached his immortal power to his throat, squeezing his throat strangely.
When he spoke again, he used Fuxu's voice:
"Okay, okay, I'll stay here and not go anywhere... For my sake, Zhao Zhao must get better soon."
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