The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

Guiju shook his head with red eyes, his voice tearful: "But she...she hasn't seen the new glowing butterfly I caught..." He suddenly squatted down and reached out to pick up Jian Yi's scattered hairpin, but was kicked away by Gouchen.

"You've got dirty hands." Gelsemium leaned over, pinched Guiju's chin and forced him to look up. "In a few days, I'll take you to the human world and catch someone prettier and more docile than her." His thumb wiped the tears from Guiju's eyes. "Be obedient, don't let me see you look so stupid again."

Guiju stared at his brother blankly, "Really? Is there anyone more obedient than her?" He reached out and grabbed Gelsemium's black robe, "Then I want someone who can sing, and who can plant blood roses with me!"

Gouwen shook off his hand, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes: "I'll give you whatever you want."

He turned and walked towards the bed, reaching out to stroke Su Yang's messy hair, "Little beast, now that you've woken up you should have learned your lesson..."

Guiju squatted beside Jian Yi's body, slowly took off his cloak, and gently covered her. He tilted his head and whispered as if he was coaxing a crying child:

"Don't be afraid, when I have a new toy... I will give you the most beautiful blood rose as compensation..." His voice gradually lowered and finally turned into a sigh.

Goushi watched the scene coldly, waved his sleeves and called a few demon guards: "Deal with the body, don't dirty the eyes of the eldest master."

"Yes! Second Young Master."

The demon guards stepped forward immediately, but Guiju suddenly rushed over to stop them: "Don't touch her! I want to bury her myself!" For the first time, his eyes became fierce, and the demon guards were scared and retreated in unison.

"It's up to you." Goushi lay back on the bed and hugged the unconscious Su Yang in his arms, "But you must clean it up before dawn. Otherwise, you will be the one buried next time."

Guiju stumbled back to the bedroom carrying Jian Yi in her arms. Blood dripped from her drooping fingertips onto the ground, exploding into dark red flowers on the black ice floor tiles.

He gently placed the person on the bed, knelt down beside the bed, and held the cold hand against his cheek.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I should have protected you..."

After crying for an unknown amount of time, Guiju suddenly raised his head with a crazy light flashing in his eyes. He staggered to his feet, quickly forming seals with his hands, and the demonic energy around him surged like a tide.

The temperature in the hall dropped suddenly, and the petals of the blood rose condensed into ice crystals in an instant, floating in the air and slowly rotating. Spider-web-like cracks oozed out of the black ice wall, and countless tiny runes burst out from his fingertips, interweaving into an ancient and mysterious formation in the void.

"Using my essence and blood as a guide, I can reverse yin and yang and change life and death!"

The ghost molar bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a large mouthful of blood and essence that merged into the formation diagram. The silver totem unique to the Rakshasa tribe flashed wildly on his forehead, and the demonic energy turned into a black chain, wrapping around his arm and sinking into Jian Yi's body.

His face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye. Cold sweat dripped along his angular jawline, splashing tiny ice flowers on the ground.

The air was filled with a strange black mist, carrying a scent of blood and spiritual power.

The wounds on Jian Yi's body began to glow, and the blood quickly dissipated as if wiped by an invisible hand. The broken bones made slight crackling sounds, and were beginning to grow and heal again.

Guiju, however, coughed violently due to the excessive loss of spiritual power. Blood kept flowing out from between his fingers, staining his hands red as he was forming seals.

As time passed, Jian Yi's wounds had completely healed and her pale cheeks gradually turned red, but she still showed no signs of waking up.

Guiju's legs began to tremble uncontrollably, his body was shaky, but he still maintained the magic formula tightly.

Finally, with a low muffled sound, the evil energy around the ghost mortar suddenly dissipated.

He stood beside the bed with a pale face, looking at Jian Yi's peaceful sleeping face, with a silly smile on his lips.

"Alive...you're alive...I'm so awesome..."

He murmured to himself, his voice as weak as a thread. The next second, his eyes closed and he fell to the ground with a plop.

At the same time, Goushi, who was in the bedroom, suddenly opened his eyes. He felt a strong and chaotic spiritual power fluctuation coming from the direction of Guiju's bedroom, mixed with the breath of forbidden magic.

"Could it be... this idiot!" He cursed, and silver lines on his body suddenly lit up. In an instant, he turned into a black shadow and disappeared on the spot.

When Gelsemium elegans rushed into Guiju's bedroom, he saw his brother lying unconscious in a pool of blood, while Jian Yi was lying quietly on the bed, not yet awake.

Goushi's face was as gloomy as thunder. He quickly stepped forward and picked up the weak-breathing Guiju. "If you dare to use forbidden techniques without permission again, I will kill you with my own hands!" Goushi whispered through gritted teeth, but a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

He did not stay any longer, demonic energy surged around him, and he disappeared from the spot in an instant with the ghost mortise, leaving behind only the empty bedroom and the sleeping Jian Yi.

Gelsemium elegans held Podophyllum and shuttled through the corridors of Rakshasa Palace. The demonic energy around his body surged to form a black vortex, and the air made a sharp tearing sound wherever it passed.

He tapped his toes and jumped onto the ice crystal floating island suspended on top of the palace. On the island stood an ice tower shrouded in faint blue light.

That was the Guixu Ice Pavilion built by the Rakshasa clan specifically for healing.

The floor of the pavilion is paved with thousand-year-old black ice, the walls are inlaid with countless glowing spirit crystals, and the ice spikes hanging from the dome refract strange light and shadows.

Gelsemium strode towards the ice jade bed in the middle and carefully put Podophyllum down. Silver runes flowed on the surface of the ice jade bed. Once it touched Podophyllum's weak body, the runes emitted a soft light and coiled around it like a living thing.

"Activate the Nine-Turn Soul Returning Formation!"

At Gouwen's command, the bronze tripods at the four corners of the Ice Pavilion suddenly lit up. Purple smoke rose from the tripods, interweaving into a complex formation in the air, completely covering Guiju.

Gelsemium raised his hand and swung out an ice blade, cutting his wrist. Blood with silver streaks dripped into the mouth of the ghost, and each drop contained powerful spiritual power.

"You idiot, you made yourself like this for a mortal!" He cursed while quickly forming seals with both hands. The spiritual crystal in the ice pavilion shone brightly, and countless tiny light points gathered into a stream and injected into the ghost mortar.

As the spiritual energy was transferred, a faint red light began to appear on Guiju's body. However, his complexion still did not improve. Instead, it turned a strange blue-gray due to the forced absorption of spiritual energy.

"It seems that's the only thing I can use..."

Goushi took out a jade bottle engraved with ancient runes from the secret room. The liquid in the bottle was translucent, but it exuded a terrifying pressure.

Goushi poured the liquid in the jade bottle slowly into Guiju's mouth. As soon as the liquid touched his body, it turned into golden light and merged into his meridians.

The body of the devil suddenly trembled violently, and it seemed as if countless small snakes were swimming under his skin. His brows were furrowed and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead. It was obvious that he was in great pain.

The temperature in the ice pavilion began to drop sharply, and the ground and walls were quickly covered with thick layers of ice. Gelsemium continued to circulate its spiritual power to help Podophyllum channel the violent power in its body.

After a while, Podophyllum's body stopped shaking, his brows gradually relaxed, his face began to regain color, and his breathing became steady.

Seeing this, Goushen finally breathed a sigh of relief and slumped down beside the ice jade bed. He looked at Guiju's peaceful sleeping face and murmured to himself: "Next time you do this nonsense, I will really kill you..."