Miler, who has a system for giving up

After Li Si left, Linghu, like a mischievous child, peeked out from behind the sofa, looking left and right, and only after confirming that Li Si was gone did he swagger back onto the sofa.

"Hmph, this human is quite obedient to you."

It said this in a bad mood, as if the spirit tiger were a naughty child.

Linghu sat up straight, like a storyteller, and vividly recounted: "That young demon lord is very powerful and imposing. He said that you have something that can help him, and asked me to find you and bring him to see you."

I frowned, as if shrouded in a fog, pondering what I might possess that could be of use to the demon race.

Just then, the doorbell rang urgently again, like a death knell.

The spirit tiger instantly shrank into a ball, and my heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the young master of the demon race that the spirit tiger mentioned had come to visit?

I took a deep breath, like a soldier about to go to battle, and slowly walked towards the door. Through the peephole, I saw Han Heng.

When he opened the door, Han Heng looked exhausted and anxious, as if all his strength had been drained away. "Something tricky happened at the company. I just finished dealing with it, and I was worried about you all, so I rushed back."

My heart warmed, like the winter sun. I pulled him inside, about to tell him about Linghu, when I realized Linghu had vanished like a ghost…

Just as I was wondering where Linghu had gone, suddenly, a faint sound came from the balcony, like a gentle breeze rustling the leaves or a light rain falling on the ground.

Han Heng and I exchanged a glance, and then we both carefully moved toward the balcony.

Linghu was perched on the balcony railing, his round eyes, like two black gems, staring intently at the scene below, muttering to himself, "Why isn't he here yet? I'm getting restless waiting."

I coughed lightly, and Linghu trembled as if he had been electrocuted. He turned around, saw that it was us, and immediately put on a calm and composed appearance.

"What brings you here, little one?" I asked.

Linghu pouted and muttered, "Let me see if that young demon master has arrived yet. I don't want to miss out on this excitement."

In the blink of an eye, a luxury car came to a screeching halt downstairs, the door slowly opened, and a man in fine clothes stepped out gracefully.

He was imposing and dignified, like a bright star, radiating an unparalleled and powerful aura that made it clear at a glance that he was no ordinary person.

The spirit tiger's eyes flashed with a dazzling light, like the brightest star in the night sky, and it shouted excitedly, "He's here! It's him, the young master of the demon race!"

Just now, I used my divine sense to convey the matter of the spirit tiger to Han Heng, and I also translated the deeper meaning in the spirit tiger's meows for Han Heng in real time.

Han Heng and I exchanged glances, wondering to ourselves what this young master of the demon race had come for uninvited.

An unknown storm, like the calm sea before a tempest, is silently approaching us.

Looking at the young demon lord, a sense of déjà vu welled up in his heart; he was so similar to Tianzang.

Just then, the doorbell rang again, like a death knell. Linghu was so excited that he jumped up and down like a wild horse, unable to contain himself.

I took a deep breath, as if bearing a heavy burden, and slowly opened the door. The young master of the demon clan stood abruptly at the door like a ghost.

When he looked up and met my gaze, I was so shocked I almost screamed.

This face is exactly the same as Tianzang's, but Tianzang is clearly still in the demon realm.

The young demon lord's lips curled up slightly, revealing an enigmatic smile, as deep and unfathomable as a lake. "Don't be surprised. My name is Tianyi, and Tianzang is my twin brother."

He strolled into the house with the ease of an immortal, but his gaze roamed over me like a venomous snake. “I’ve heard that you possess a treasure that can help me. I hope you can generously assist me. After this is done, I will gladly offer up the entire demon realm.”

Han Heng stood in front of me without hesitation, like a mother hen protecting her chicks, his body slightly leaning forward, as if ready to meet any possible attack at any moment.

His gaze was sharp and alert, fixed on the other person as if observing their every subtle movement.

"What do you want?" Han Heng's voice was deep and firm, carrying an unquestionable authority.

His tone revealed distrust and wariness towards the other party.

I stood behind Han Heng, staring at him in return.

In my mind, I communicated with Han Heng and decided to first see what Tianyi was up to.

Tianyi seemed somewhat surprised by Han Heng's attitude. A hint of nervousness flashed across his face, and his previously confident expression softened slightly.

"My brother said that you seemed to have refined the Spirit Healing Ghost Fire back then."

Tianyi said somewhat awkwardly, "I'm injured and need the Spirit Healing Ghost Fire to heal my wounds. As for why I came here, it was to find His Highness the God King, who then sent Immortal Jiang to the God Realm to pick me up."

The spirit tiger, looking rather anxious, had no idea what the will-o'-the-wisp was, and kept shouting, "Hurry up and give him the thing, let's see what he's up to!"

I stood there, feeling incredibly conflicted, like I was being drawn up and down by fifteen buckets of water, completely unable to decide whether or not to trust the person in front of me.

Tianyi seemed to see through my thoughts. He said softly, "My brother is a good friend of yours, so why would I harm you?"

His voice was deep and gentle, which made people feel at ease.

Upon hearing these words, a ripple suddenly stirred within me.

I thought of the days I spent with Tianzang, the ups and downs we went through together, and those beautiful memories flooded my mind like a tide.

After some internal struggle, I finally nodded slowly, indicating that I was willing to believe in Tianyi.

However, the moment I made this decision, I felt as if a story about something mysterious surrounding me had been unfolded, like Pandora's box being opened, thus beginning a new chapter.

What secret lies behind this story?

No one could have predicted it; it was like an unfathomable black hole, quietly waiting for people to explore its mysteries.

I not only heard that my father and master were involved, but it also seemed that they had some connection to this matter.

This piqued my curiosity about Tianyi. Looking at Tianyi's pale face, I realized that his injuries were quite serious.

I thought to myself, although I wasn't entirely confident in my ability to heal the will-o'-the-wisp, I should still check his injuries first to see if there was any possibility of healing.

So I walked over to Tianyi and said softly, "Let me take a look at your injury first. I can't guarantee that the Spirit Healing Ghost Fire can heal it."

I cautiously reached out, wanting to touch his wound, but I was worried that I would cause him more pain.

"Aheng, why don't you take him for a simple disinfection and cleaning first? I'll come over once I've settled Linghu down."

Although Tianyi was unwilling, he couldn't refuse outright. He could only follow Han Heng silently, like a wilted eggplant, towards a room that resembled a medical room.

At the same time, as if holding a rare treasure, I gently bent down and carefully took the dirty tiger into my arms.

Its fur resembled a gray blanket woven from dust and grime; its once snow-white color had become dull and lifeless.

Looking at its pitiful appearance, I couldn't help but feel a pang of pity.

"Come on, little one, I'll take you for a bath and make you look radiant again."

I spoke gently to Linghu, then held it as if it were a dazzling pearl and walked towards the bathroom.

As soon as I entered the bathroom, I gently placed Linghu on the floor as if it were a fragile piece of porcelain, turned on the tap, and adjusted the water temperature.

When the warm water fell on the tiger like a drizzle, it seemed somewhat panicked, its body trembling uncontrollably.

I quickly and gently comforted it, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's just water, it will only bring you warmth and comfort."

I gently stroked the tiger's fur with my hand, as if playing a beautiful melody, gradually removing the dirt.

As the water washed over it, the tiger's fur gradually returned to its pure white color, like mutton fat jade. It was no longer as fearful and uneasy as before, but instead began to leisurely enjoy this wonderful bathing time.

"Wow, the human world is so comfortable and pleasant! In the demon realm, I lived in constant fear. If I wasn't careful, I would be captured by other demons and have my blood mercilessly extracted. The pain was indescribable, worse than death! Fortunately, the young demon lord took pity on me and led me away from that terrible place to the safe haven of the human world."

Linghu sighed and let out a satisfied meow.

After giving Linghu a bath, I carefully wrapped it in a dry towel as if it were a rare treasure, then carried it to the infirmary.

Pushing open the door, I saw Han Heng standing guard beside Tian Yi like a wary lion, while Tian Yi sat in a chair like a statue, his face as pale as paper.

I gently placed the spirit tiger on the table beside me, and then quickly walked to Tianyi's side.

"Let me see your injury," I said softly.

Tianyi hesitated for a moment, then slowly unbuttoned his shirt.

A hideous wound ripped across his chest, resembling a demon's fang, oozing black blood and emanating an eerie aura.

I frowned deeply. The wound seemed to have been corrupted by an evil force, exuding a chilling and sinister aura. Ordinary treatments would probably be ineffective.

I took a deep breath, adjusted my state, and then carefully gathered my spiritual energy at my fingertips, slowly approaching the wound.

However, just as my spiritual power was about to touch the wound, a powerful force suddenly emerged, like an impenetrable wall, forcefully blocking my spiritual power.

I couldn't help but frown, secretly surprised: "This power is so strong, it can so easily resist my spiritual power."

I increased my spiritual energy output, trying to break through the barrier, but the power seemed to be alive, flexibly responding to my attacks and refusing to give an inch.

After some attempts, I finally had to admit that with the power I was using, it was impossible to forcefully break through this restriction.

I looked at Tianyi with a serious expression and said, "This wound has been placed under a restriction, and the restriction is very powerful. With my current abilities, I have no way of examining the wound."

Tianyi's expression also turned somewhat ugly. He clearly hadn't expected that his wounds would be subject to such a powerful restriction.

However, his gaze quickly returned to calm, but for a fleeting moment, I caught a glimpse of surprise in his eyes, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating a ripple that then quickly returned to stillness.

"Then how can we break this restriction?" Tianyi asked.

I pondered for a moment, then said, "To break this restriction, I need to use the Spirit Healing Ghost Fire to probe and find a way to break it. However, the temperature of this Spirit Healing Ghost Fire is extremely high. If it comes into contact with your wound, it may cause excruciating pain. Think it over carefully."

Tianyi gritted his teeth, seemingly engaged in a fierce internal struggle.

After a while, as if he had made up his mind, he said, "Then let's give it a try."

I nodded, and then began to mobilize the spiritual healing fire within my body.

A faint golden flame gradually appeared on my fingertips. Although the flame seemed weak, the energy it contained was extremely terrifying.

I slowly brought the Spirit Healing Ghost Fire closer to Tianyi's wound. The moment the flame came into contact with that powerful restrictive force, a burst of scorching energy suddenly erupted, as if it would burn the entire space to ashes.

Tianyi's body was like a bowstring stretched to its limit, so taut that one feared it would snap at any moment. Cold sweat poured down his forehead like a burst dam, and the pain on his face seemed to be enough to wring out a pool of bitter water.

Han Heng clenched his fists tightly, his face full of worry. His eyes were fixed on this thrilling scene as if drawn by a magnet, as if afraid that something might happen to me when I used the Spirit Healing Ghost Fire for the first time.

The spirit tiger leaped off the table like an arrow and paced anxiously around, looking like an ant on a hot pan.

The restrictive force was like a ferocious beast, baring its fangs and claws as it fiercely retaliated, engaging in a thrilling life-or-death struggle with the Spirit Healing Ghost Fire, emitting a hissing sound as if the two were roaring angrily.

At this critical juncture where the stalemate was at its most intense, Tianyi suddenly let out a low groan, his body trembling slightly like a withered leaf swaying in the wind.

Without the slightest hesitation, I decisively increased the output of the Spirit Healing Fire, and the flames became as intense as the burning sun.