The Tempestuous Consort - Wilfully Pampered by the Beastly Highness

Generation after generation, the heads of the Demon Palace remained out of sight. The new head had earned the title of Demon King because he killed without feeling or mercy and had wiped out an entire clan in just one night. But what was the legendary Demon King doing in the Feng Manor, injuring Feng Xiang for no reason?

As Si Mobai looked down at Feng Xiang from his great height, a pill appeared on his palm. He flicked the pill into Feng Xiang's mouth, saying, "I will keep you alive for her to practice on." He did not say anything else and disappeared into thin air.

Feng Xiang could taste the medicine in his mouth and wanted to spit it out, but the pill had turned into a liquid. It went down his throat into his stomach, making his cinnabar field suddenly rise in temperature and pressure as about to blow. Suddenly, he was terrified—was the intruder's intention to blow up his cinnabar field and render him a useless person?

The burning sensation faded quickly, and there was no more discomfort. However, he felt his cinnabar field shrinking and the Spiritual Force inside spilling out, running haphazardly through his meridian channels.

Pffffft! Feng Xiang spat out a mouthful of blood and screamed in hate, "Demon King!" and fainted.

The guards heard the commotion and rushed over, but Feng Xiang had already lost consciousness. They quickly called for Xu Jiayi as they moved him to the bedroom. Su Ji was also summoned to come and take a look at him. Su Ji didn't like visiting the Fengs because they had questioned his medical skills repeatedly, and that made him angry.

"The Feng Clan Head has suffered a very serious internal injury. His cinnabar field has been damaged. He cannot advance his skills anymore. Otherwise, he will risk his life." Su Ji finished checking Feng Xiang's body but was unable to find the cause. This was the only conclusion he could offer. In fact, it was the first time he'd come across a case like this.

"Can't advance anymore?" Xu Jiayi was horrified by this and quickly asked, "He's supposed to reach the Spiritual King stage anytime now. Are you sure he's not able to advance further?"

Feng Xiang was at the Advanced-stage Spiritual Grandmaster level and was going to reach the Spiritual King stage soon. Was that no longer possible?

"No, he cannot. There is no cure for his current state," Su Ji concluded.

Then, Su Ji left. Xu Jiayi looked at the unconscious Feng Xiang for a long time and thought to herself: This means that Feng Xiang has already reached his maximum capability since he is now unable to advance further. That also means that he is as good as useless now.

After being in a daze for a while, she called for a few servants, but nobody knew what had happened to Feng Xiang. They had to wait for him to regain consciousness before they could find out.

"Miss, miss!" Chuling's extremely anxious voice awoke Feng Tianlan.

"What is it?" Feng Tianlan was very used to this overly nervous tone because both Chuling and Yunzhu possessed this kind of intonation.

Chuling was panting as she said, "More than ten bodyguards are making their way here, and they look even scarier than a Three-Judge Court!"

By the time Feng Tianlan calmly got up and got dressed, the bodyguards had surrounded the entrance to the courtyard. The head bodyguard looked at her and said with no respect whatsoever, "The Clan Head and Madam have ordered you to go over."

"Miss, run quickly! Your slave girl here will cover you." Chuling saw that the bodyguards might do her harm and quickly ran in front of Feng Tianlan. She looked determined to fight anybody who came near.

Feng Tianlan saw how Chuling instinctively ran in front of her to protect her and smiled as she pulled her to one side, then said to the bodyguards, "Let's go."

"Miss!" Chuling called out after her anxiously. She worried that she was putting herself in harm's way, especially given what had happened the day before.

Feng Tianlan smiled as she said, "Chuling, I'm no longer the old Feng Tianlan."