A Useless Person's Rise to Power: The Demon King's Addiction to Pampering

He hurriedly had someone escort Fengxuan back to his room!

Meanwhile, Feng Jiutian had already sent Jin She to Nanyuan to replace Xuanji Zi. She directly summoned Xuanji Zi, who was looking after Qingzhi in Nanyuan, in her mind.

"Old man, why is my grandfather like this?"

Feng Jiutian was genuinely moved by the old man. Regardless of what others thought, her grandfather had always been firmly biased towards her.

After a few seconds of silence, I heard the voice in my mind.

“He has a chronic illness that has never fully healed. Now that he is old, although he is nourished by special spiritual energy, he is already at his limit. His body is about to fail, which is why I think he is in a hurry to pave the way for you!”

Xuanji Zi sighed and said with some helplessness.

He was somewhat frustrated that he was powerless to help two people in a row.

As a master alchemist, he could concoct countless pills, yet none of them could save a person from the clutches of death.

Xuanjizi could naturally see that Feng Xuan's spiritual energy was almost completely depleted. If it weren't for the special spiritual energy that nourished him, he probably wouldn't have survived until now.

Feng Jiutian's face darkened completely.

If she was like a demon from hell before, then now she is a ghoul shrouded in despair.

Feng Jiutian glanced at the anxious Feng Xiangyu beside him with disgust, then curled his lips into a cold smile. This man is not worthy of being a son!

“Grandpa needs to rest, and Father is busy with official business, so please leave first,” Feng Jiutian said directly to Feng Xiangyu.

The implication of expulsion in those words was obvious.

Upon hearing this, Feng Xiangyu's expression immediately turned extremely ugly; "You..."

"I believe Father knows very well why Grandpa was so angry. If you want Grandpa to get better, Father should do what Grandpa asked for as soon as possible. That is true filial piety."

“You…” Although Feng Lingyu was furious, he couldn’t say a word in the end.

Upon hearing this, Qian Wanyi, who was following behind, had a rather interesting expression on her face.

That damned bitch.

But in the end, Feng Xiangyu was still 'driven away'.

When only Feng Jiutian remained in the room!

Feng Jiutian felt relieved and sat down by Feng Xuan's bedside, holding the old man's hand.

When did the once robust old man in my memory become so emaciated from injuries and illness?

She then learned that the reason Feng Xuan only returned to the Prime Minister's residence once every few years was because his health was too poor and he needed to recuperate outside.

It was thanks to the special spiritual energy of the snow-capped mountains that it has been able to survive to this day.

Her body, which was already unable to withstand anger, was damaged once again because of her.

Thinking back to how his grandfather had favored him every time since he returned, no less than Feng Xiangyu had favored Qian Wanyi and her daughter, the old man was now at his last gasp.

He still selflessly stood up for himself, and even stripped Qian Wanyi of her power to manage affairs so that he could have a better life in the future.

All of this was probably a backup plan prepared by Grandpa because he was afraid he could no longer spoil Feng Jiutian.

Thinking of this, a hint of warmth appeared in Feng Jiutian's cold eyes. This old man was his only relative in this world. He quietly tightened his grip on the old man's hand.

She didn't want to lose her only family member!

Xuanji Zi remained silent, but he could sense the change in Feng Jiutian's heart at this moment, as well as the firm determination to keep the old man, who was on his deathbed, from leaving.

He sighed and took out a "Pulse-Severing Nourishing Pill".

"Give it to him, and I'll activate the Meridian-Severing Nourishing Pill. It should help him hold on for another month, but only for one month. If he can take the 'Life-Sustaining Pill' made from the thousand-year-old lotus root of Tianshan within that month, perhaps we can completely eliminate the chronic illness in his body!"

What he didn't say was that only by repairing the complete Void Spirit Cauldron could the Life-Extending Pill be refined.

But the repair of the Void Spirit Cauldron has only just begun, so it seems he needs to repair it as soon as possible!

Feng Jiutian stuffed the pill into the old man's mouth.

Xuanji Zi sat cross-legged behind the old man, his hand seals rapidly turning. He only had one of these Meridian-Severing Nourishing Pills, and even if he took another one, it would be useless.

Success or failure, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The spiritual energy contained in the palm was patted onto Feng Xuan's back. The spiritual energy flowed from the palm like fine threads into Feng Xuan's body through his back, guiding the pill to slowly sink down.

The Meridian Nourishing Pill, as its name suggests, can generate spiritual energy in abandoned meridians, thereby nourishing them.

However, this process is extremely slow.

The spiritual energy enveloped the pill and settled in the dantian. Xuanjizi lightly bit the tip of her tongue, and a drop of rich and pure blood and qi mixed with the spiritual energy revitalized the pill.

This process was also extremely taxing for him.

Pure soul blood consumes his soul power and soul life!

As he was reduced to a mere wisp of soul, the loss was immense.

Feng Jiutian had been watching, and when he saw that Xuanjizi's soul was weak, he seemed to realize something, and his heart clenched slightly!

Does this old man always like to make sacrifices for her without saying a word?

She didn't want anything to happen to either her grandfather or him!

There are very few people in this world that she cares about, and she doesn't want anything to happen to any of them!

The elixir emitted a soft light from Feng Xuan's dantian.

After a short while, Feng Xuan slowly woke up.

Looking at her granddaughter beside her, she gave a kind but rather weak smile; "Jiutian, did I scare you?"

"Grandpa, hang in there! After I settle Qingzhi down, I'll go find medicine for you. I'll definitely cure you!" Feng Jiutian's tone was full of determination.

She doesn't believe in fate, the way of heaven, or power; she only believes in herself.

She can do it if she wants to.

Feng Xuan closed his eyes and felt a gentle spiritual energy within his body, nourishing his eight extraordinary meridians.

Looking at Feng Jiutian, he was about to ask a question.

Feng Jiutian raised her hand and made a rustling sound to her lips, a playful gesture that was actually telling Feng Xuan not to ask or say anything!

Feng Xuan nodded.

Well, he's getting old and can't see through his granddaughter anymore. But as things are now, he doesn't have to worry about her too much, which is good.

……

"Have you thought this through? Those thousand-year-old lotus roots are extremely rare! Moreover, they can only be found in the Tianshan Mountains, and most of them have become spirits."

After settling Feng Xuan in, Feng Jiutian planned to visit Qingzhi before heading to Tianshan.

Looking at Feng Jiutian's determined little face, Xuanjizi couldn't help but remind her.

“Grandpa’s health can’t take this long. No matter what, I should go and search for it.” Feng Jiutian naturally knew that the pills Xuanjizi had taken out could only last for a month.

If something really happens to Grandpa a month later, she would probably feel uneasy.

Even now, she still cares about that "grandfather" to some extent.