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CHAPTER 181: Too Sly

Feng Jiu looked at him as she put the same kind of herbs in the same pile and said: "Captured and sent here."

"Captured? Are you a Medical cultivator?" The youth asked in surprise.

"Why do you say that?" Feng Jiu arched up an eyebrow.

The youth cast a quick glance inside and then hushed his voice to a whisper: "After a certain interval of time, someone is always captured and brought in here but those who were captured are all Medical cultivators. There, they're all in that tower. Those of us out here can only be considered to be Medical apprentices and are tasked with menial work."

"If they're all inside, how do you know they are all Medical cultivators?"

"It was due to a man who kicked up a big fuss the last time and that is how all of us here came to know about it."

"Oh." Feng Jiu nodded and did not probe any further but just thought to herself in her mind: [This Hell's Palace made themselves a Medical Tower like this here and abducted so many Medical cultivators to squeeze them all inside. What could they be hoping to achieve?]

— The Other Side, Principal Compound, Study —

"My Lord, the others are already waiting in the main hall." Grey Wolf reported respectfully.

Seated at his table and dealing with his tasks, the Hell's Lord glanced at Grey Wolf and asked: "Has the arrangements for him been made?"

Hearing that, Grey Wolf could not help but lift his head to glance up at the Hell's Lord, to meet with that highly chilling and commanding gaze as he quickly lowered his head once more to answer: "Yes, your subordinate has brought that kid to the Medical Tower and handed him over to Old Lin."

The brush in the Hell's Lord's hand paused and a powerful oppressive aura flared out. His voice was chilling as he said: "His abilities at concocting medicine is significant. The medicines coming out from the black market in the recent months had all come from him. I seem to believe that I have told all of you about this before."

Feeling the oppressive aura flaring out in assault upon his body, the air within the entire room seemed to become colder. Grey Wolf was startled and he fell to one knee: "I beg for my Lord to quell his anger. Your subordinate… your subordinate merely wanted that kid to suffer a little first. Your subordinate will immediately go have him transferred into the tower."

Grey Wolf had thought that since the Lord had only said to bring the kid to the Medical Tower but had not specifically said to put him in the tower, he had wanted to exploit that little loophole to deflate that kid's spirited arrogance, never expected the Lord to actually ask about the kid.

"You have followed by my side for many years and it should be very clear to you that I abhor people who pulls petty tricks. If this happens once more, you can go back to the Black Hell and get some training!"

Hearing that highly sinister and chilling voice reach his ears, Grey Wolf immediately broke in a bout of cold sweat and he hastily answered: "Yes my Lord! Your subordinate will bear it in mind to never commit such deeds again!" Black Hell, that was a truly hellish place and he would never want to return there ever again.

The Hell's Lord then retracted his aura and he leaned his body back, his piercing gaze sweeping over Grey Wolf who was kneeling upon the floor. He paused a moment before he said: "That youth is indeed a rather sly character. Putting him inside the tower can wait a few days."

"Yes, my Lord!" Grey Wolf answered, not even daring to sigh in relief.

By the time night fell, Feng Jiu and the other workers came to a courtyard allocated to them to get some rest and when she saw the long rows of large beds, she was immediately shocked.

"We….. We sleep here tonight?"

[Gawds! This can't be! Asking her to sleep huddled together with an entire bunch of men here? Her Father and Grandfather would surely be hopping mad if they knew about this!]

"Are you then expecting individual rooms for each of us?"

A large brawny man glanced over at Feng Jiu and he began to disrobe as he said: "It's good enough that they even allow you to sleep."

Seeing over ten or twenty men disrobing and some taking off their shoes, with some even going to sleep completely topless, Feng Jiu's brows creased up and she turned to walk out from there.

[What a joke! Dumping her here for her to sleep? She wasn't going to sleep like this!]

Coming out from that room with the communal beds, she glanced around the yard. She saw that there were guards outside the courtyard and she would not be able to go outside. Hence, her gaze swung around and her eyes immediately shone brightly when they fell upon a large tree within the compound.

"That's it!"

CHAPTER 182: Thinking of The Hell’s Lord

The black robed guards watching the courtyard heard the noises behind them and they turned around to look. They saw that youth climbing up the tree with his hands and legs and one of them shouted: "What are you doing? Come down now!"

Feg Jiu glanced at the two of them and said: "You guys just stay in your position and not meddle in my affairs."

"You!" The black robed man was just about to rush forward when he was held back by the man beside him.

"That kid is highly jinxed. You'd better not bother with him. Anyway, he's not running around all over the place, just let him do what he wants."

The black robed guard saw Feng Jiu finding herself a comfortable spot in the tree as she leaned back to go to sleep and he could not help but to admonish: "Giving up on a perfectly proper bed inside and running to go sleep in a tree instead? I think this kid is rather sick!"

Feng Jiu could not be bothered with them as she had not been able to have a good rest since she was brought here. Although it was just a little chill out here, it was better than squeezing herself in there with those ten to twenty men.

Having muddled around in the yard for two days, she had roughly grasped the rules in the Medical Tower. Only Medical cultivators were allowed to enter the tower and according to rank, Medical cultivators who were able to concoct higher grade medicines would enjoy a higher position and be treated better in the Hell's Palace.

Moreover, though quite a number of them were captured to come in here, because of how they were treated, they all gave up on harbouring thoughts of escape, conscientiously remaining inside the Medical Tower. It was said that as long as one was able to produce medicines that were highly valued, besides the rewards that were duly accorded to them, they could also go to the Tower of Beauties to find themselves a beauty to enjoy a night of merriment and revelry. And as long as they sincerely paid allegiance to the Hell's Palace, at certain intervals, they were also allowed to return home for a period.

As for the Tower of Beauties, it was said that it was an information network that the Hell's Palace had groomed and developed. The Hell's Palace had their Towers of Beauties everywhere, much like brothels throughout, the Towers of Beauties were beauties gathered from various parts of the lands, all of them with curvy and seductive bodies, and peerlessly ravishing countenances.

Even when these stoic and highly old fashioned Medical cultivators have gone in there only once, they would be intoxicated by the soft caressing fragrance of the beauties, unable to extricate themselves from the allure.

That was then Feng Jiu became curious about the Hell's Lord for the first time. Just what kind of a person was the Hell's Lord?

"What's on your mind?"

A deep and highly magnetic low voice suddenly rang out beside her ear. That had led Feng Jiu who was deeply immersed in her own thoughts to answer without thinking as she said: "I'm thinking what kind of a man the Hell's Lord really is."

The instant her words came out, a Shadow Guard who was guarding the Medical Tower from within the shadows immediately felt a twitch tugging at a corner of his mouth as he thought: [This kid was even dreaming of their Lord when it's still so bright out! ? That's some guts the kid's got!]

The bustling yard suddenly turned strangely quiet as all the pairs of eyes gazed queerly at the kid. When their eyes then saw the stern man standing next to the kid, everyone then quickly retracted their astonished gazes and continued with their own tasks.

"Huh?"

Feng Jiu finally came back to her senses and when she turned to look at the man standing next to her, her eyes lit up and she broke into a sheepish grin. "Heh heh heh. Oh, it's the Hell's Lord himself! Haven't seen you for just a few days and you seem to have grown even more good looking."

The Hell's Lord's piercing gaze fell upon Feng Jiu's badly scarred face to see that smile that felt to be tinged with utmost insincerity. His eyes flashed briefly as his deep voice said: "Come with me inside!" And the Hell's Lord then walked inside the tower with his hands behind his back.

Seeing that, Feng Jiu quickly caught up with his steps. As she opened up her stride and she caught sight of Grey Wolf looking distraught behind, the corners of Feng Jiu's lips curled up subconsciously, to turn up in a smile.

Grey Wolf who was behind seemed not to have heard Feng Jiu's words at all. The expression on his face looked highly flustered, his eyes hiding anxiety and worry. Below those eyes were dark rings, the pallor of his face a rather ugly shade.

Seeing that his Lord had gone inside the building, Grey Wolf quickly followed, thinking to himself that though it was hard to bring up, he had to find an opportunity to seek the healers within the Medical Tower to find out what was wrong with the situation he was facing.

CHAPTER 183: Erectile Dysfunction is an Illness

"This place is where the Medical Alchemists concoct medicines. There's another level on the second floor and the third level is a library where there are books about medicine concoction. The fourth and fifth levels are storage for herbs while the sixth and seventh levels are where the finished medicines are kept."

While the Hell's Lord walked, his low voice sounded. He brought Feng Jiu to come to a room and said: "I have gotten people to abduct you here because I wanted to use your gifted talents in medicine concoction to produce a medicine that is able to inhibit the effects of Frost Poison. Once you successfully develop that, I as the Lord of this place can guarantee you of your return home."

"Frost Poison?"

Hearing those words, Feng Jiu was a little puzzled, her mind thinking about the thousand year Frost Poison that Uncle Ling was afflicted with. Why was the Hell's Lord seeking medicine to cure the same affliction?

"That's right. Besides a select group of alchemists who are developing an antidote to counteract the Frost Poison here, some of the others are developing medicines for the Hell's Palace as well. As long as one is serious in the task given to him, I will not treat them unfairly. But if one is here to stir up trouble, I will similarly not spare them easily!"

Feng Jiu glanced at the Hell's Lord and then said: "This is not something that can be easily concocted. There are many types of Frost Poison and the symptoms between them are largely different. If the pulse of the afflicted person is not taken or his body's condition not carefully checked, which Medical Alchemist would dare concoct the medicine carelessly?"

Feng Jiu stretched her hands out with her palms open and shook her head as she sat down by a table. "If I have not taken the person's pulse and not even seen the person, I am not able to concoct anything."

The Hell's Lord looked at the kid for quite a while, remaining silent throughout, and it was not known what was going through his mind. He then stood up and said: "Then you should just familiarize yourself with the situation here and when you are able to outrank the Medical Alchemists in the Medical Tower, we'll then discuss further about this!"

Seeing that he was about to leave, Feng Jiu quickly reached out a hand to grab him. She tugged at his sleeve and shouted: "Wait!"

The Hell's Lord turned around with his face creased in a frown, his gaze falling upon the fair hand that grabbed at his sleeve and his eyes flashed as he shouted out in a cold voice: "Let go!" With a flick of his sleeve, he dislodged the hand tugging at it off and pulled his sleeve free.

Feng Jiu did not mind it at all as she said: "Hell's Lord, you ordered for me to be abducted here but did not even provide me with a proper place to sleep, leaving me to squeeze with so many others upon a large common bed. Isn't the Hell's Palace ashamed of themselves at all? And there's more! You have sealed my mystical powers and with the security here being so tight, are you afraid that I will still be able to escape? Do you really have to restrict me from even stepping out through the courtyard's main doors?"

She then glanced up at him and seeing that he had not just walked away with his sleeves billowing out, she went on to say: "Since you have invited me here to concoct the medicine, then I should at least be treated as a distinguished guest. You can have people go ask around, those guys at the black market worship me like the way they treat their grandfather. Compared to you guys here, isn't the way you guys treat your guests lacking way too much?"

Seeing the kid so audaciously speaking to the Hell's Lord on the right way to treat a guest, Old Lin and Grey Wolf could not help but to steal a glance at the kid, feeling that the kid was too naive in his thinking. Afterall, he was a prisoner, why was he even talking about things like the correct way to treat a guest! ?

However, what they had least expected to see was the Hell's Lord's level of tolerance towards this kid. It had surpassed their expectations of their Lord several times by now.

The Hell's Lord swept his glance over the face of the youth that was pouting with indignation and he then ordered: "Grey Wolf, have an independant courtyard arranged for him and he is free to move about within the Hell's Palace."

"Yes, my Lord." Grey Wolf acknowledged, his gaze sweeping over Feng Jiu briefly, not understanding why his Lord is treating the kid so well.

Seeing his Lord walking out, Grey Wolf called out to say softly: "My Lord, please return first. Your subordinate isn't feeling too well and would like the healers in the tower to have a look at me."

The Hell's Lord turned his head back to gaze at him and curtly replied: "Mm."

'Pfft!'

Feng Jiu could not hold her laughter back as she looked at the nervous looking Grey Wolf and she shook her head to glance at him.

"A man suffering from erectile dysfunction is an illness. You should have it treated."

CHAPTER 184: Magical Herbs Worth Thousands of Gold

Once those words came out, the Hell's Lord who was on his way out paused in his steps and turned his head back to see Grey Wolf who was glaring with his eyes opened so widely that he looked like he was about to kill someone. That deep gaze then turned further and looked into the eyes of the youth which were sparkling with mirth.

"Erectile Dysfunction?"

The low and highly magnetic voice fell upon Grey Wolf once again, the Hell's Lord's gaze moving downwards from Grey Wolf's humiliated face quickly to stop at an area just below his waist, a indiscernible smile curling up the corner of his lips.

Without needing to think about it, it must be that youth's doing.

So it was erectile dysfunction. No wonder Grey Wolf had been so haggard and fretful the past two days.

"It's you! You are the wretched brat behind it isn't it?"

Grey Wolf was glaring at Feng Jiu, his fists tightly clenched up as murderous rage flared out from him intensely. Unfortunately Feng Jiu was not afraid of that murderous gaze in the least, but had lifted up her chin to glance at Grey Wolf in askance.

"What do you mean it's me? What does you being afflicted with erectile dysfunction got to do with me? Do not forget, I am the well known and highly renowned Ghost Doctor and if I am not even able to detect such a minor condition in you, that would just trash my reputation as the Ghost Doctor."

Hearing that, Grey Wolf was boiling with fire and looking at the strange gazes everyone was throwing upon him. He felt absolutely humiliated but he was not able to do anything to that person at all!

"Cough!"

The Hell's Lord coughed slightly and said: "Since you have erectile dysfunction, you have to get it treated. There are quite a few Healers within the tower. Just get them to have a look." Upon saying that, the Hell's Lord the strode off towards the outside.

Feng Jiu grinned sinisterly as she looked at Grey Wolf a glance, before she followed behind outside. Once outside, she saw the Hell's Lord standing in the yard outside and she went up to him to ask: "Hell's Lord, you wouldn't happen to be waiting for me would you?"

The Hell's Lord turned around and looked at the youth standing right before his chest, his deep voiced lowered as he said: "This place is the Hell's Palace. Do not forget your place here and do not carry things too far. Otherwise, I will deal with you personally on their behalf!"

Seeing him immediately leaving right after issuing a warning, Feng Jiu's mouth pouted a little. At the end of it, couldn't he just say she was being too short sighted and it will do?

But, she also thought it rather strange. No matter which way you looked at it, the Hell's Lord did not look like he was someone with a good temperament, but why had he given in to her in so many ways? And allowed her to play her little tricks?

Actually, what Feng Jiu did not know was, as the Hell's Lord had interacted with Feng Jiu as Uncle Ling before, in his eyes, Feng Jiu was just a highly eccentric and crafty little youth. But as he felt a natural sense of familiarity towards this youth and her calls of Uncle Ling had made him begin to suspect that he might have aged. But it cannot be denied that the Hell's Lord could not make himself feel any enmity towards this youth.

As per the Hell's Lord's instructions, as long as it was not restricted grounds, Feng Jiu was able to walk freely in any other place. Hence, she did not even take half a day before she got to know the insides and outsides of the area clearly.

Among them, several places had boundary barriers placed upon them but she did not step into them. But instead, she had been able to discover a good place, a hot spring within the mountain right behind the academy. It was said that that place was a personal piece of land that belonged to the Hell's Lord himself and no one else was permitted to enter. Feng Jiu had merely just taken a look at the place from outside and had immediately left, because that place had a Boundary Barrier set upon the place.

After having gone one big round, Feng Ji went back to the Medical Tower, going into the third and fourth levels where the herbs was kept to have a quick look at the place, immediately unable to draw herself away.

The magic herbs she had gotten the black market to help her gather had never been completed, and she had never expected that this place would have everything here. Immediately, she happily picked out a few of the magical medicine and she was intending to concoct some medical salve that could remove scars.

Old Lin who had followed her up saw the youth picking out more than ten kinds of magical herbs to put in his basket and who was about to go downstairs when the old man could not help but opened his mouth to ask: "What did you take all that for? Those are all highly precious magical herbs and every one of them are worth thousands of gold."

CHAPTER 185: Not Exposed

Hearing that, Feng Jiu was completely straight faced as she looked at Old Lin and said: "All of this is of course to be used for concocting the medicine. The Hell's Lord said he wanted the antidote for Frost Poison produced and I need to bring all these back to research into them a little."

At those words, Old Lin was still a little doubtful as he said: "But the medicinal properties of those herbs aren't suitable for countering the effects of Frost Poison at all!"

"Old Lin, it seems that you do not know this. All herbs and medicines pair up and counteracts each other in some way or another. Although I am not yet able to concoct the antidote, but I know that it will not be a mistake for me to bring them back to research into them." Feng Jiu's face was serious as she spoke, looking highly righteous and stalwart in demeanor, driving Old Lin into a moment of surprise and then speechlessness.

"Then, is there anything else that you will need? We have many kinds of medical equipment in this Medical Tower. If there is anything you need, you can come find me anytime."

Hearing that, Feng Jiu suddenly smiled till her eyes narrowed up into sparkling slits as she said: "Old Lin, you're really such a nice guy. Don't worry, if I find that I need more medicine, I will come back here for more and I will surely come seek you if I need any medical equipment. Come on, let's go! You can lead me to go pick out some things that I will need."

She went on to pat Old Lin on the shoulder like he was a buddy of hers and went downstairs together with him.

That very night, Feng Jiu began to mix up the salve for scar removal right in her own private and independent little courtyard.

Meanwhile, on the other side over at the main building.

Old Lin was reporting to the Hell's Lord on those herbs that Feng Jiu had taken from the Medical Tower that day and after he finished, he continued on to say: "But your subordinate thinks that it's rather strange. The medicinal properties of those herbs are not used for treating Frost Poison but that Ghostly had insisted that the herbs are suitable."

"Ghostly?" The Hell's Lord asked, casting a sidelong glance at Old Lin, his voice raising up an octave at the end syllable of his question.

Old Lin was taken aback, thinking silently to himself: [Why had the Lord not caught the main point he was trying to deliver? He was reporting to the Lord that the youth had taken so many of those highly precious magical herbs but the Lord had not uttered a single word about it, but was instead reacting after he heard the youth's name.]

But at that moment, he did not dare delve any longer on that and he could only reply: "That's right. That youth had said to just call him Ghostly and it will do."

"You can be dismissed!" The Hell's Lord said with a flick of his hand, indicating for him to go.

"My Lord, those herbs….."

"Give them to him if he wants them."

Yes, my Lord." Hearing that, Old Lin did not dare to say a word more. He bowed respectfully before retreating from the place.

He remained sitting for a while more and after drinking another two cups of wine, he stood up. Opening his stride to take a leisurely stroll outside, but he had unknowingly walked himself to reach outside the youth's courtyard. Seeing that the light was still lit inside the room, and the shadow thrown upon the paper on the windows walking around inside, a sudden moment of purpose struck and he immediately strode inside.

Feng Jiu inside the room was in a good mood as she hummed a merry little tune while spreading the salve she had just mixed up together in front of the mirror, thinking to herself that her countenance would soon be restored, and the sour mood at having been captured and imprisoned here was finally soothed.

"You took my herbs just for you to make something so nonsensical?"

"Wah!"

The voice that had suddenly sounded out behind her greatly startled her and she instinctively jumped and turned around. She saw the Hell's Lord and she did not know from when he had already been standing there with his hands behind his back, to stare at her with curious interest in his eyes.

"The fact that you can be so shocked just like this only shows that you have committed too many dirty deeds." The Hell's Lord said with his eyebrow lifting up, as he stared at that youth whose face was covered in that black and green paste.

When Feng Jiu saw that it was the Hell's Lord, she finally heaved a sigh of relief, her hand patting herself over her heart as she said rather indignantly: "I'll say, my mighty Hell's Lord. It's already so late at night and you choose not to sleep but come running to this little place of mine for what? If you wanna run here, then run! Why do you choose to float about like a wraith, so silently and stealthily as you come in? What are you trying to achieve with that? You really shouldn't scare people out of their skins like this you know?"

Seeing his gaze staring fixedly at her, she subconsciously looked down at her body and thought: [Although I'm only wearing my white inner robe, but the inside around my chest is still bound, unremarkable and flat, I have not exposed anything!]

CHAPTER 186: So It’s Her!

"What? Why are you staring at me like this?" Feng Jiu asked, not understanding.

And at that moment, the Hell's Lord's heart jumped slightly as he stared at that face that was covered in that black and green salve, with that pair of eyes with that sparkle of quick wit and craftiness, and it dawned upon the Hell's Lord.

So it's her!

It's that little lass from the Nine Entrapment Woods! That little lass who had latched on tightly upon his leg and after having become tired of addressing him as Brother-In-Law, went on to call him Uncle…..

The one who had saved him when the Frost Poison had relapsed when he was being persecuted.

When he thought of that, a highly complicated glint flashed in his eyes, never having thought that after going round in circles, he had still met her once more, disguised as a young man that had him deceived. If he had not seen her with that green and black goo spread over her face with that pair of eyes showing, he really wouldn't be able to recognize her.

Feeling a little discomfited at being stared by the Hell's Lord, Feng Jiu's face creased up as she said: "I'll say. Shouldn't the Hell's Lord be sleeping at this time of the night instead of coming here to stare at me like this?"

The Hell's Lord's deep gaze passed fleetingly over Feng Jiu's chest that was covered only by her inner robe and saw that it was flat, without the slightest rise in the cloth. But in his mind, memories of that scene back in the Nine Entrapment Woods when he had accidentally felt that soft sensation in his grasp. Immediately, his ears turned slightly red and he quickly took big steps to walk out.

"What an oddball."

Seeing the Hell's Lord walk off just like that, Feng Jiu only felt the Hell's Lord temperament was just too strange. She went forward and locked the door before she went back to the mirror to apply another layer of the salve. She then went to sleep with all that gunk upon her face.

The next day, when Feng Jiu came to the Medical Tower with her face all covered with the salve, Old Lin could not help but be shocked as he came forward to say: "Ghostly, what is that on your face? Why have you come out without even washing your face?"

"It's medicine. I can't wash it off yet." She said with a pursed smile on her lips. "Old Lin, I am going to the fourth level to pick out some herbs. You want to come with me?"

"Choose herbs again? Those that you took yesterday….."

"The experiment yesterday failed. Neh, see, in order not to waste any of it, I have applied them all onto my face," Feng Jiu pointed at the salve upon her face and said, her eyes narrowed with smiles.

"Err….." Old Lin was speechless, and he really did not know what to say.

But when he remembered the Hell's Lord's attitude towards the youth and the instructions the Hell's Lord had given him, he sighed out in resignation and said: "Go pick out the herbs you need by yourself. When you're finished I will just have to make a record of it and that will do. I am still busy with something and I can't go up with you."

Feng Jiu's eyes lit up and she said: "Old Lin, I had not thought that you trusted me this much. Aren't you afraid that I will just waste all those herbs that could not even be bought with gold?"

Old Lin was thinking to himself in his heart: [It's not that I trust you, but that the Hell's Lord told me you can take them as you wish. Only the Hell's Lord would allow you splurge and waste like this.

Old Lin's gaze fell upon the youth's face and at the very thought that all those absolutely priceless magical herbs the youth had picked out yesterday had been turned into that salve upon the youth's face, he could not help but feel a twinge of pain. "What a wastrel! A wastrel….." Shaking his head, Old Lin went on with his own duties.

Hence, Feng Jiu went upstairs and took quite a number of magical herbs with her once again before locking herself in her room to fiddle non stop with them, until it was evening when the sour faced Grey Wolf came knocking on the door.

Meanwhile on the other end in the main building, the Hell's Lord was holding a cup of tea in his hand, having stayed in that position without moving. It was not known what was going through his mind where he would at times crease up his brows in a frown, and at times have the corners of his lips curl up into an almost undetectable smile. That highly strange sight, caused the black robed cultivator standing guard by his side to become highly edgy, feeling rather afraid.

Taking a sip from the cup, he discovered that the tea had gone cold. He put the cup in his hand down and asked: "Shadow One, where did Grey Wolf go?"

"Reporting to my Lord, Grey Wolf went to consult the Ghost Doctor about an affliction….."

His voice had not even fallen when he saw his Lord who was seated and was about to pour out some tea when the expression on his face suddenly changed. Putting the mask on his face, his Lord flew out like the wind, leaving him there to watch in flabbergasted surprise.

CHAPTER 187: Forever Hanging Never to Wither

On the other side, Feng Jiu stared at Grey Wolf whose face had taken an ugly colour as he stood at the door and her brows lifted up unconsciously. She folded her arms across her chest and lifted her chin up slightly and asked: "You have business with me?"

"I came to seek treatment for my condition." Grey Wolf resisted the urge of wanting to kill someone, trying his best to speak in a calm voice.

But that highly stiffened voice and that murderous aura around his body still revealed his innermost true feelings within his heart.

"I might be the Ghost Doctor, but that does not mean that I will treat just anyone's illness." Feng Jiu said leisurely, a highly infuriating and thuggish smile hanging upon her face. "Moreover, weren't you showing me you were all that great before? Why would you need me to treat your illness at all?"

Grey Wolf ground his teeth together and stared at that oh so infuriating youth and said: "If not because of you, why would I become like this! ?"

"Hey! Stop right there!"

Feng Jiu glanced at him and then said: "You'd better not spout such nonsense! You were the one who became interested in men yourself and you are blaming it on me instead? That's no logic in that at all!"

Saying that, the corners of her lips then curled up and she swung her gaze over him from head to toe as she smiled sinisterly: "Actually, I think you're doing rather fine like this! Since you are similarly inclined towards that, now that you can't raise it up, you can just obediently be the bottom one and that would work out! Why would you even want to waste the effort to treat the condition at all! ?"

"You!"

Grey Wolf was utterly humiliated by the graphic description in Feng Jiu's words but could do nothing against her. Helpless, he could only clench his jaw to ask: "What must I do before you will help treat me! ?"

Seeing Grey Wolf turning red eyed from anxiety, the expression on Feng Jiu's face was highly evil as she said: "For men, it doesn't mean that it must stay up strong all the time! It's healthier for you to leave it soft. Do you understand?"

Seeing him turn red faced from holding it in, Feng Jiu rubbed at her chin thoughtfully and then her face suddenly lit up in understanding as she said: "I know! No problem! You can just leave your condition in my hands and I'll guarantee that you'll be satisfied. But….. shouldn't we start talking about remuneration for the treatment?"

Seeing that the youth was finally relenting, Grey Wolf secretly heaved a sigh of relief and asked: "What do you want?"

"I heard from Old Lin that there was an occasion where you managed to gain for yourself two pearls of the highest grade that was as big as chicken eggs?"

"The Lord bestowed that to me!" Grey Wolf stared fiercely at Feng Jiu. Those were his most highly prized treasures!

Hearing that, Feng Jiu arched up an eyebrow and then asked: "Does that mean you want it to forever just hang around, never to wither?"

The moment those words came out, Grey Wolf immediately deflated. He stared viciously at the despicable youth before his eyes and Grey Wolf pulled out two pearls that were of the highest grade, big as chicken eggs out from the Space Ring he wore on his finger and handed the pearls over to the youth.

"Hold them properly!"

Hefting the two high grade pearls in her hands, Feng Jiu's eyes narrowed as she turned herself around and went inside as she said: "Come on in! Strip off your shirt top and sit down on a chair."

Grey Wolf did not stand on ceremony and immediately took off his outer robe immediately after he went inside and sat himself down upon a chair.

"Woo hoo, who would have thought? Your body's not too shabby looking." Her gaze fleeted over the prominent muscles clearly defined upon his body as she came to stand behind him. She pulled out her silver needles and stuck them into a few acupressure points around his hip.

"It's done."

"Just….. I'm cured just like that?" Grey Wolf was a little stunned. With just a few stabs with needles and he's fine?

"What? You do not believe me?"

She glanced at him and her mouth then split into a grin as she said: "Heh heh. There's no hurry. You can go back now! I guarantee you that you will see the results when you wake up tomorrow morning."

At that moment, Grey Wolf did not see the evil and highly sinister smile upon Feng Jiu's face. Otherwise, he wouldn't believe her words all that easily.

Just as Grey Wolf was still half in doubt and was putting his clothes back on while securing his belt, a figure suddenly came walking inside. That chilling and terrifying gaze was like ice when they fell upon his body, making him feel like he had just been frozen, not daring to move another inch. Even his voice became a little flustered and trembled slightly because of the other party's chilling and highly oppressive aura.

"My….. my Lord?"

CHAPTER 188: Fiery Rage Out of Nowhere

The Hell's Lord's piercingly frosty gaze fell upon the hand of Grey Wolf that was securing his belt, those eyes seemingly a chilling and icy blade, that turned people's hearts cold.

"You helped to treat him?" The deep and jet black pair of eyes turned to fall upon Feng Jiu at the side, unable to see any emotion behind them. His voice was low and steady, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

Feng Jiu blinked her eyes and nodded: "Treated." She stared a little puzzledly at the Hell's Lord, thinking that the two men were a little loony.

"Took his clothes off?"

His gaze moved back over the completely frozen Grey Wolf, his voice already faintly sounding with a tinge of danger.

"Mm, took them off."

Feng Jiu answered honestly as she nodded her head. [How would she administer acupuncture without him taking off his clothes? Of course he had to!]

"Then that means you seen it?"

That voice had already turned highly glacial, causing Grey Wolf to feel so chilled that he broke out in cold sweat, to wonder to himself in his heart just what he had done to displease his Lord? Or had he somehow unknowingly broken a taboo?

"Of course! How am I supposed to administer acupuncture without looking?"

She was thinking things were becoming rather absurd, especially when she could feel that the temperature in the entire room had suddenly dropped quite a bit, like there was a gust of cold wind blowing within, a highly bizarre phenomenon.

Looking at her completely bewildered face, a nameless rage rose out of nowhere within the Hell's Lord's heart. He stared right at her for a moment and then with a billow of his sleeves, he turned and strode outside with wide steps, his deep voice sounding highly chilling and dangerous and filled with rage as it sounded.

"Shadow One, have Grey Wolf thrown into the Clear Wind Tower!"

When Shadow One who had come chasing after his Lord hear those words, he was flabbergasted with surprise and he just managed to stutter: "Clear….. Clear Wind Tower?"

Shadow One's gaze turned to look inside to see the equally stunned Grey Wolf standing frozen in there, his face contorted up in utter disbelief.

Feng Jiu stood there surprised for a moment, looking at the other two men. When he saw the two men's faces showing expressions of disbelief, she could not help but blinked her eyes a few times and asked curiously: "What kind of a place is the Clear Wind Tower?"

Who would have known? It was still fine if she had not asked. With that one question from Feng Jiu, Grey Wolf's entire person almost crumbled as he rushed outside immediately.

"My Lord! My Lord, your subordinate doesn't want to go to the Clear Wind Tower….. My Lord….."

Seeing Grey Wolf rushing out in such a hurry, Shadow One immediately snapped back to his senses and went after him in chase. If the Lord's orders were not carried out, Grey Wolf might not be the only person going to the Clear Wind Tower. He himself might just very well be dragged down together with Grey Wolf.

Hence, instead of having two of them suffer that same fate, Shadow One would rather have just one among them suffer, so he had no choice but to let Grey Wolf down.

Feng Jiu stood just outside the door, hearing Grey Wolf's howl of dismay sounding out and her face creased up in a frown as she thought to herself: [Just what kind of a place is the Clear Wind Tower? It can actually make the colour on Grey Wolf's face change just by hearing it?]

"And, why had the Hell's Lord come here for? Why had he then left in such a huff?"

Feng Jiu mumbled softly to herself, unable to understand it, then quickly decided she didn't want to think any further on it. She returned to her room and closed the door, continuing with the things she had left unfinished earlier.

The next day, when she brought the fourth grade medicine that she had concocted to Old Lin, she saw that Old Lin was highly surprised and his expression excited and she quickly thought to ask with a disarming grin: "Old Lin, can I find out something from you?"

"Hahaha, what is it? Ask away, ask away!" Old Lin stowed the medicine carefully away like it was some kind of treasure, already thinking of bringing over to show the Lord later.

"What kind of a place is the Clear Wind Tower?" Feng Jiu asked as she nonchalantly picked up and nibbled on a piece of the snack on Old Lin's table.

"The Clear Wind Tower is a brothel for gay men. Why are you asking me that for?" Old Lin had remained inside the Medical Tower the whole of yesterday and he was not aware that Grey Wolf had been thrown into the Clear Wind Tower under the Hell's Lord's orders.

"Cough cough! What? Gay….. gay men?"

Feng Jiu's eyes stared wide with shocked surprise and then began laughing out loudly: "Hahahaha! A brothel for gay men!"

CHAPTER 189: Perpetually Standing

Seeing the youth before him laughing so happily, Old Lin shook his head and said: "If you needs any more herbs, just help yourself to them upstairs. I will bring the medicine to the Lord first." Saying that, he strode himself out, leaving Feng Jiu to chortle delightedly on her own.

When Old Lin came to the main building and he saw no sign of Grey Wolf who was always by the Lord's side but instead found Shadow One standing guard in the yard, he went on to ask: "Shadow One, why do I not see Grey Wolf around?"

Hearing those words, a corner of Shadow One's mouth twitched and he cast a quick glance towards the inside before he whispered with a hushed voice: "Grey Wolf is in the Clear Wind Tower serving customers!"

"What?" Old Lin was startled and he said in almost a squeal: "Serving customers in Clear… Clear Wind Tower?" [Did he just hear that correctly?]

Shadow One made a shushing action and pointed towards the inside, gesturing for Old Lin to keep his voice down.

Old Lin wiped at the cold sweat upon his face and said: "I have something I need to tell the Lord about. I'll go in now."

Before the study desk, the Hell's Lord sat perusing news and information that had been sent here from various places. At that moment, two knocks sounded upon the room's door and Old Lin's voice came floating in.

"My Lord, your subordinate had something I need to report."

"Come in."

Old Lin drew in a deep breath and then walked himself inside. See the figure in black busy behind the desk, he went forward and bowed respectfully before he presented the medicine.

"My Lord. This medicine was concocted by Ghostly and your subordinate has seen it. It's of the fourth grade."

Hearing those words, the Hell's Lord put down the scrolls he held in his hands and lifted his head up to say: "He concocted medicine that's of the fourth grade?"

"Yes, and it's of a superior fourth grade. Among all the medicine produced in our Medical Tower, we have never seen one of a superior fourth grade." When he spoke of that, Old Lin was getting rather excited. He had not thought that the unremarkable looking Ghostly would really possess such capabilities. Little wonder the Lord had shown the kid such preferential treatment.

The Hell's Lord was deep in thought for a moment before he spoke: "When you go back, let the youth imbue his own insignia onto the bottle and then send the medicine to the auction house. Ask them to auction it off under the name of the Ghost Doctor."

Hearing that, Old Lin was slightly startled. "My Lord wants to elevate the fame of the Ghost Doctor?" If it was done through the hands of the Hell's Palace, it would take less than three months before the name of the Ghost Doctor would be known throughout the entire Green Gallops Country!

"Get it done!" The Hell's Lord did not want to say much more as he waved his hand to indicate that Old Lin should leave.

"Yes, my Lord." Old Lin bowed and then retreated out from the room.

And on another side, within the Clear Wind Tower.

Grey Wolf who was hiding inside his own room glanced at his lower body and he clenched his jaws tightly together as he cursed: "That scoundrel! I should have known that he wouldn't be so kind to treat me so easily! As expected, he has been up to no good!"

At that moment, the room door was pushed open and a delicate looking and fair skinned man came walking in. He glanced at a certain rigidly standing part on Grey Wolf and he could not help himself but to reveal a rather mischievous smile on his face.

"Grey Wolf, I'll say what are you so frustrated about? Other people would wish so much to be able to perpetually stand and here you are. Look, how long has it been already? Still ramrod straight. That lasting power has all of us completely left behind in the dust you know! ?"

Hearing that, Grey Wolf glared at the man and said: "You're still laughing? Shouldn't you be helping me think of a way out of this? Do you still see me as a brother in arms! ?"

"I'm not entirely without any ideas."

The man smiled as he walked over and said: "You know very well what kind of place this is here, and we have no lack of gay men. Why don't I get you a couple of them to douse that fire?"

"Stop making it worse already! I am frustrated enough!" Grey Wolf said in a angry voice.

"Alright then!" The man clapped his hands together and following right after that, several attendants came in carrying a red coloured and almost transparent sheer robe with some rouge.

Seeing that scene, Grey Wolf immediately jumped back with his guard up and asked: "What are you thinking of doing?"

CHAPTER 190: Get Out!

The man laughed evilly and said: "Of course I'm just carrying out the Lord's orders! Do you really think that I can just let you remain hiding here inside this room?"

"Ay ay! Ren Yu, you're being too much!"

"I'm just carrying out the Lord's orders and I will not carry things too far. Rest assured, I will take care of you a little and will not let you lose your first time." The man said with a smile, waving his hand to indicate that the attendants were to go forward to help Grey Wolf change his clothes.

"I'll change myself! I don't need them!" Grey Wolf shouted. But even he picked up that red pierce of clothing that was thin as a cicada's silk, his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot and he exclaimed: "I… I'm just wearing this? This… this is completely transparent!"

Ren Yu shot a sidelong glance at him and said: "You can also choose to go out there completely naked. I strongly believe that with you being the star attraction, our business these few days will surely be just explosive."

And like that, Grey Wolf was forced to change into that sheer red gauze, with makeup put on, and sent up on stage…..

Meanwhile on another side, upon hearing that the Hell's Lord had gone out, Feng Jiu slipped out to the mountain behind to give herself a nice bath in the hot spring.

To Feng Jiu, being at this hot spring in the mountain behind felt safer than being in her little courtyard. Those people came into her courtyard as and when they pleased and they did not even bother to knock, which put her on tenterhooks even to take a bath, forcing her to quickly finish up to get it over and done with. How could that compare to her being able to comfortably and freely take her time here, without needing to fear people barging in any moment?

Having soaked herself for a good hour, she dressed herself up and pulled out the salve from the space and applied a layer over her face. Throughout the recent period, no matter whether it was night or day, her face was always covered with a layer of the salve. She had checked herself before. The scars on her face had faded by quite a bit and it would not be long before they would all disappear.

After applying the salve, she silently left the hot spring in the mountain behind and went back to her little courtyard. Back in her room, she closed all the windows and doors tightly and blew out the candle to shroud the entire place in darkness before she went into the space to cultivate her spirit energy.

Ever since coming here, she had not had much opportunity to cultivate as a single moment of carelessness might just lead to her possession of the Space Ring and her Spirit powers being discovered.

Once inside the space, she went to take a look at the Fire Phoenix who was still deep in sleep. Seeing that it was not showing any signs of awakening, she sat herself down in a lotus position and recited the Qi Gathering chant as she cultivated…..

It was till the second half of the night that she was startled awake within the space by the ruckus outside and she quickly went out of the space with a flash to appear on her bed where she immediately heard her room door being pushed open.

"Ghostly! Quick! Come with me quickly!" Old Lin was in a fluster as he rushed forward coming to drag her out.

"Old Lin?"

Feng Jiu stared at him in surprise and asked: "What happened? Where are we going in the middle of the night?"

"The Hell's Lord went to the Poison Gorge to steal the Heartless Flame Lotus and got hurt. Quickly come with me to go take a look at him!" Knowing that Feng Jiu possessed great skills in Medicine, immediately upon knowing that the Lord had been injured, Old Lin had in the first instance rushed over here to drag Feng Jiu to go over with him.

Hearing that, Feng Jiu was bewildered as she asked: "Isn't his cultivation very powerful? How did he get hurt?" Though while she spoke, she grabbed at the coat at the head of her bed and put it on, to follow Old Lin outside. "You wouldn't know what kind of a place the Poison Gorge is. It is a place filled with venomous poison everywhere and the Lord of the Poison Gorge himself is highly powerful at the Nascent Soul stage, a cultivator of Immortality and he is well versed in poisons. Hence, regardless of how powerful our Lord is, it is inadvertent that he can escape unscathed."

Feng Jiu followed Old Lin as they hurried over to the main building. The courtyard that belonged to the Hell's Lord himself, it was also the first time Feng Jiu had come to this place.

Old Lin led Feng Jiu quickly into the room as he asked worriedly: "Shadow One, how is the Lord? Where is he hurt? Is it serious?"

Lying prone upon the bed with his buttocks exposed as Shadow One tended to his wound, the Hell's Lord turned his head to the side and spotted the figure following behind Old Lin. He immediately pulled the blanket up to cover himself as he growled with a low and chilly voice tinged with an almost undetectable trace of humiliation.

"Get out!"

CHAPTER 191: Remaining to Take the Night Watch

Feng Jiu had not even been able to see what was happening inside before she saw a wind element force rushing straight at her, pushing her entire person right outside.

Not just Feng Jiu was stunned. Even Shadow One who was dressing the Hell's Lord's wound and Old Lin who had come rushing here were equally shocked.

"My….. Lord?"

"Get him out!" The Hell's Lord said in a suppressed tone.

Seeing that, Shadow One immediately came walking out and said to the flabbergasted Feng Jiu: "You should go outside."

Feng Jiu stretched her head out a little, seeking to peek inside a little to see what was going on when she heard the Hell's Lord's voice rang out.

"Shadow One, throw that person out!"

Hearing that, Feng Jiu immediately slipped herself outside, as she grumbled in displeasure: "It wasn't my idea to come here, why is there a need to shout? That's just preposterous!"

Old Lin then walked inside in a hurry as he asked: "Where is the Lord wounded?"

"He was bitten by a venomous snake at the back of his thigh. I have treated the Lord's wound and purged the venom out. The Lord has also taken the Poison Clear Elixir and it should be alright now. But the sword wound upon the arm might not allow the Lord to move it too much for the next few days."

As Shadow One spoke, he looked at the Hell's Lord and said: "My Lord, the medicine hasn't been applied onto the wound."

Hearing that, the Hell's Lord the flipped the blanket open, to reveal the wound on the back of his thigh near to the buttocks.

As the wound was caused by a bite from a venomous snake, Shadow One had cut a small cross over the wound and then summoned his Qi to purge the venom. He had been just about to apply the medicine when the two of them had come rushing in.

But, they were all men. So why had the Lord chased the Ghost Doctor out?

Although doubt filled his heart, he did not dare question his Lord as he retreated to one side, to allow Old Lin to take over. After applying the medicine, Old Lin bandaged up the wound and the Hell's Lord then put his pants on before tying up the belt where he the worked on the wound upon the arm.

Outside in the yard, Feng Jiu sat feeling rather bored as she looked at the stars in the sky, thinking how Leng Shuang was doing. Having found no sign of her, Leng Shuang must be worried half to death!

When she thought about that, she felt that it was about time for her to slip herself out from the place.

But, having come here for several days already, she was not not able to see what kind of a person the Hell's Lord was.

He had gone to the Poison Gorge to steal the Heavenly Heart Flame Lotus which was one of the most critical treasured magical herb for treating the Thousand Year Frost Poison. Thousand Year Frost Poison? The Hell's Lord? And that big bearded uncle? Just how were these three people linked?

She was thinking deeply when she heard Old Lin's voice ring out in her ears.

"Ghostly, are you still here? You can go back and sleep now! The Lord is fine." Old Lin said rather apologetically. He had thought that the Lord had been severely wounded and had hence dragged Ghostly to come here together with him, but had not expected that he would be chased out by the Lord.

"Old Lin, the Heavenly Heart Flame Lotus is a herb that one cannot do without when treating Frost Poison. The Hell's Lord had taken such great pains to go steal it from the Poison Gorge. Just who is this person to the Hell's Lord that had been afflicted with Frost Poison?"

"This….. Haha, you will know about it in the future."

Old Lin laughed heartily and said: "It had become so late and if you are not going back to sleep, I still have to return to catch a few winks for a little while more. I'm getting old and unable to compare with young ones like you." As he spoke, he waved his hand and began making his way outside.

Seeing that, Feng Jiu also stood up and was all prepared to go back to sleep for awhile in her little courtyard. Who knew that a voice would then reach her from behind.

"Ghost Doctor, I am allowing you to remain behind and take the night watch."

Hearing that, Feng Jiu turned her head back in confusion as she said: "Night watch? For what?"

Shadow One cast his gaze to glance at the youth and then said: "With the Lord's orders,, there shouldn't be any what or why. The Lord's leg and arm isn't fine and you just have to do whatever the Lord tells you."

Seeing that even Shadow One was leaving after speaking, Feng Jiu's eyes stared wide.

CHAPTER 192: What Are You Doing?

"Come in!"

Hearing the voice coming from inside the room, she gritted her teeth and opened her stride to walk inside. Coming to the inner portion of the room, she saw the Hell's Lord half lying upon his bed, she then asked: "What is it?"

The Hell's Lord glanced at her and it was not known what was going through his mind. After a brief moment, He then said: "Help me change into clean clothes."

"Why didn't you ask Shadow One to help you change?"

Her words had come out instinctively and they immediately brought about an icy gaze from the Hell's Lord. Seeing that, she then cowardly backed down in weakness as she asked: "Where are your clothes?"

"In the wardrobe."

His gaze fell upon her and saw her opening the cupboard to flip through his clothes into one big mess before pulling out a set of white inner robe paired with a black outer robe.

Coming to the bedside, Feng Jiu stared at him lying upon the bed and suddenly laughed as she asked: "You need me to help you strip off your clothes?"

"Strip."

His eyes were fixed upon her, thinking to see whether there would be any trace of a girl's bashfulness. However, he was sorely disappointed when he saw her eyes immediately lighting up from the one word he said, her gaze looking suddenly like a wolf's as they fixed upon his body, those eyes hungry and filled with lust.

Seeing her like this, he really could not imagine what kind of a family would groom a girl to grow up into someone like this!

There was another point that amazed him very much. Against her touch, he did not know from when that had grown to become a habit, that he did not feel the kind of disgust that he felt when touched by other women.

He attributed that strange phenomenon to be due to the fact that he had always mistakenly thought of her as a young male youth, which made his mind to not show any form of rejection.

Upon hearing him say that, Feng Jiu was suddenly rather excited. Her face split into a smile as she placed the clothes at the head of the bed, swallowing back her saliva as she reached her hand out, her voice tinged with excitement as she asked: "Then, I going to take them off now?"

"Just helping your Lord change clothes can get you so excited? What's getting you so excited about?" He asked, thinking it rather hilarious, feeling that the way her mind worked was really rather strange.

"Heh heh, haven't I said it before? I love handsome men the absolute most! Especially someone like you, the Hell's Lord. With the rare opportunity given to me to change Hell's Lord's clothes, how can I hold back my excitement?" She said with a pair of highly smiling eyes, her hands undoing his top, the shirt front half opened, revealing the highly sexy bronze gold pectoral muscles on his chest, causing Feng Jiu to gulp incessantly.

[Damn! Is this a killer body or what! ?]

The beautiful specimen of a man lay on the bed with the front of his shirt half opened, the bronze gold chest teasingly exposed right before her eyes. The half face mask covering his face did not allow his countenance to be fully seen but that pair of deep and penetrating eyes were highly seductive like the devil's, the alluring thin lips slightly opened from some unknown delight with the corners curled up faintly. The manly charm exuded from that body so strongly that Feng Jiu almost could not hold herself back from pouncing right onto him.

That was just a blatant bait for people to commit a crime on him! If it wasn't because he held such dominating power, tsk tsk, she would have just pounced on him straight away!

At that same moment, the Hell's Lord had because of her statement: love handsome men the absolute most! Especially men like the Hell's Lord would make her heart thump.

The strange feeling in his heart that rose in his heart was a first for him, a little glad, a little pleasing, not even realizing that a faint arc had curled up the corners of his lips.

Seeing her gulping back her saliva because of his body and her eyes absolutely shining, he strangely felt a certain kind of pride and glee. When he realized the abnormality of the kind of feelings he had at that moment, a certain unease passed over his eyes and he coughed lightly before saying in a low and slightly strained voice: "Stop tarrying and make it fast!"

"Sure sure sure!"

Her eyes had become two arcs in smiles and she took off his shirt in quick order. Her hand had then just touched the top of his pants when he held her hand in a tight grip.

"What are you doing?"

CHAPTER 193: Broken Sleeve Habit

"You're not changing your pants?" Feng Jiu asked with an eyebrow lifted.

Hearing those words and then seeing that pair of shining eyes staring lasciviously at him, the Hell's Lord's face darkened and he said: "Just the shirt will do."

"Oh." Feng Jiu exclaimed a little ruefully as her gaze glanced at the pants string briefly. [Just so close… So close…..]

Seeing that expression on her face, the Hell's Lord's mouth twitched, unable to make himself look at her any further and he turned his eyes away to look in another direction.

After changing out of his blood stained shirt, the Hell's Lord finally laid back to rest and then ordered: "You go sleep in the outer room and I'll call for you if I need anything."

Feng Jiu glanced at him and asked: "You are not removing your mask?"

[This person seemed to have always worn his mask, even when he sleeps like he does not want her to be able to recognize him. Could it be that he was someone she knew?]

"Out." The Hell's Lord glanced at him, his voice cold and hard.

Seeing that, Feng Jiu shrugged her shoulders and did not say anything more as she walked to the front portion of the room to lie down upon the soft lounge. She closed her eyes but was unable to fall asleep as her mind thought about how she was going to escape. Before she ran away, should she pilfer some of those magical herbs and bring them with her?

The next morning, the Hell's Lord awoke and walked to the front part of his room and saw the figure curled up upon the lounge. The black and green salve upon her face had almost dried up overnight and the surface layer had cracked a little but that person was still deep in sleep and snoring like a pig.

He raised a foot and nudged at her foot but she merely curled up tighter and mumbled: "Go play on the side. Don't disturb me."

An eyebrow arched up on the Hell's Lord face, his deep gaze flashed with a dark glint. He stared at her and then went walking outside to the courtyard to order the guards to fetch water for him to wash up.

When it reached the Chen hour (between 7 to 9 am), Feng Jiu stirred and flipped herself over, forgetting that she was sleeping upon a narrow lounge. With that turn of her body, she fell with a crash onto the ground, the sound so loud that even the Hell's Lord who was having her breakfast outside could hear it.

"Oww!"

She gasped in pain and rubbed at her arm as she stood up, her entire being fully awoken by the fall and she suddenly noticed that figure standing at the door who was looking rather amused at her where she then returned an angry stare at him.

"What are you looking at? Never seen anyone fallen to the ground before?"

"Pfft!"

Shadow One held back his laughter and nodded to say: "I really haven't seen anyone who would sleep till they fall off their bed. Just how deeply asleep were you?"

Feng Jiu ignored him and then felt the medicinal salve on her face to check it. Finding that it had already dried up, she immediately said: "I'll be making a move first." Without waiting for a reply from Shadow One, she went striding out.

When she came to the courtyard outside, she saw the Hell's Lord eating his breakfast and the steps that were carrying her out suddenly faltered when she saw the exquisite dishes upon his table. She then immediately shouted out to the guard outside: "Bring me another bowl and a pair of chopsticks!"

Thereafter, she quickly went to the back and rinsed out her mouth before coming to the table and sitting herself down.

"I am thinking you will not mind me eating with you." She accepted the bowl and chopsticks that the guard brought in and then discourteously picked up a green coloured dumpling before she took a bite out of it.

Her eyes lit up and she then mumbled with food still in her mouth: "Mmm! The juice if the meat is still wrapped up in there! It's so fragrant!"

Seeing her looking just like a gluttonous cat, like she had not eaten for the past few centuries, the Hell's Lord slowed himself down and then ordered: "Get them to bring in another portion."

That easy and highly nonchalant voice however caused Shadow One to quickly raise up his head in shock. Seeing his Lord not showing any disdain towards the youth who was seated and eating with him at the same table with that face plastered all over with medicine but had instead ordered for another portion to be brought in, Shadow One could not help but think a little about the situation.

His Lord had always shown dislike towards women but he was now showing such great concern to this youth. Could it be….. his Lord really has the broken sleeve habit?

CHAPTER 194: Feel Unwell All Over

"What are you doing standing there in a daze?"

Hearing his Lord's voice reaching his ears that was faintly tinged with displeasure, he immediately snapped back to attention and threw a quick glance towards the youth who was eating happily away, before hurriedly acknowledging.

"Yes, my Lord."

He then walked outside and ordered the guards standing there to go ask the kitchen to bring in another round of breakfast.

Seeing the several steaming hot dishes of little snacks and various cuisines, Feng Jiu's eyes immediately lit up. She then very helpfully picked a few pieces for the Hell's Lord, in a show of ingratiation.

"Hell's Lord, you should eat. Have some of this." Thereafter, she did not even bother to see whether he ate or not, after just picking food that one round, she began to eat.

Seeing the youth helping his Lord pick out food, Shadow One who was standing at the side in waiting stared and said: "You can just pick and eat on your own, why are you picking food for the Lord? My Lord doesn't eat….."

The words "food picked by others" had not even been spoken when he saw his dominating and revered Lord staring at the food in his bowl a moment, before he picked them up with his chopsticks and eating it. That made him feel like a gasp of air had suddenly become lodged right inside his chest, neither going up nor down, making him feel highly uncomfortable.

When Feng Jiu saw him eat, her eyes narrowed up with smiles, completely thinking herself to be the host, forgetting just who was sponging on who in whose courtyard, as she picked some food for herself before picking up a little bit for for the Lord.

"Hell's Lord, have a taste of this. You haven't had any of this yet!"

She picked out the last piece of a snack within a little dish for him. Every single little dish had four pieces of the snacks and it was only after Feng Jiu ate the other three pieces, before she would pick out the last piece for the Lord, the kind of attention even causing the Hell's Lord to raise up his eyebrow briefly.

Shadow One who watched from the side was almost about to cry. He wanted to shout out so much: [My Lord, can't you be a little more aloof? Why are you accepting everything? You eat whatever that youth picks out for you? That is a man in front of you, you know? Where's your integrity?]

The one meal of breakfast, had Feng Jiu feeling so happy in her heart. She caressed her rounded little belly and burped before standing up to say: "I need to go back now! Whew, so full."

Seeing that fellow who just stood up with sweep of her behind to leave immediately right after breakfast, the Hell's Lord then swept his gaze over the dishes that had been completely cleaned out and asked: "Haven't he been provided with meals?"

Shadow One lowered his head and replied: "Yes, he was. But, the things others eat would definitely not be as good as what my Lord has." The meals the Lord ate were all personally prepared by top grade chefs and every single dish was exquisite and delicious, naturally something that the food all the others ate could not compare with.

Hearing that, the Hell's Lord nodded his head and stood up, walking towards the outside as well.

Shadow One saw it and immediately followed behind, to go out of the courtyard to order the guards there: "Get people to come clear up the table." He then quickly moved to catch up to his Lord up front.

Returning back to her courtyard, Feng Jiu washed off the medical salve cleanly off her face and saw that the scars on her face were growing more faint by the day. She could not help but smile happily to say: "The biggest advantage in coming here would be this."

She applied some more of the salve back on and she then went walking outside with her face covered with the salve, intending to walk around a little to help with digestion, never having thought that when she came to the side of the miniature rock mountain, she would see the black figure standing by the pond with his hands held behind his back.

Seeing that figure in black holding his hands behind as he stood, his half turned face handsome and stalwart, that silver half mask glinting brightly from the reflection under the sun's rays. She secretly shook her head and then scolded in scorn: [demon.]

She had initially intended to walk away, but when she remembered the meal she had sponged at his courtyard this morning, she gave it another thought and finally went walking over.

"Hell's Lord, you….. WHOA!"

Her words had barely just left her mouth when because her foot had slipped, her entire person went falling forward.

Shadow One who was standing not too far away saw him slip and his entire being lost his balance. Seeing that he was about to fall into the pond, Shadow one was secretly laughing to himself: [Kid, you deserve it!]

But the scene that his eyes saw after that made him feel unwell all over.

CHAPTER 195: Slightly Moved

When the Hell's Lord heard her voice, he immediately turned his head to look. When he saw her slipping upon the stones under her feet, he leapt forward towards the side of the pond, and went forward to catch her almost by instinct.

But, when her person fell into his arms, he was suddenly startled and he froze.

A young lady's petite figure crashed into his arms, the soft body stuck against his sturdy and firm chest. The faint fragrant scent of herbs that belonged uniquely to her wafted into his nose, stirring up a tiny ripple in his heart…..

That pair of fair white hands were tightly gripped around his shirt collar before him, her tiny face buried within his chest. He could only see the smooth and luxurious ink black hair and the little person in his arms then raised her head in startlement, her eyes meeting his lowered penetrating gaze. At such close proximity, their four eyes meeting each other, an unnamed emotion then spread through his heart.

And that situation fell into the eyes of Shadow One who had been standing not too far away, which had turned into one where the two people looked tenderly into each other's eyes, causing him to feel highly confused in his heart.

[Isn't that so? That's two big men there! Even if the youth was a little petite in size, but it was nevertheless still hard to disregard the fact that he was still male. But now, his Lord was actually embracing the man at the waist and not releasing his grip, with them sticking so close to each other and staring into each others' eyes.]

That scene had made Shadow One instinctively look around at the surroundings, thinking that he should not let anyone witness this. Otherwise, his Lord's whole life's stellar repute would be completely destroyed!

Feng Jiu was however stunned as she stared at the Hell's Lord who had an arm wrapped around her waist, her mind devoid of all those messy and nameless kind of feelings. Her only thought at that moment was: [She was a man at that very moment. Is it really appropriate for the Hell's Lord to be hugging a man like this?]

Being stared at by the that highly penetrating gaze like this, she could not help but feel a shiver run through her and goose pimples broke out all over her body as she quickly retreated away.

"Apologies, apologies, I just slipped for a moment."

Feng Jiu said as she backed away, laughing sheepishly while she said: "I just came over to offer a simple greeting. You just carry one with what you were doing. Carry on."

Seeing the woman leaving like she was running for her life, the Hell's Lord lowered his head and stared at his hand, seemingly recalling about something which made Shadow One who stood by the side unable to hold himself back but to speak up.

"My Lord, at the….. Beauty Tower, a few very beautiful ladies just arrived a couple of days ago."

Hearing that, the Hell's Lord turned to look at him and said: "And then?"

"And then….. And your subordinate was thinking whether my Lord needs me to summon them over to serve you tonight?"

Upon saying those words, Shadow One saw his Lord sweep an icy gaze upon him, making his scalp crawl so hard he almost could not endure it adequately and was about to fall to his knees.

On another side of the Hell's Palace, Feng Jiu rubbed her arms vehemently as she walked, muttering to herself: "That Hell's Lord, could he really have the broken sleeve habit? Even if he did, he wouldn't really have set his sights on me would he? Afterall, my face is so badly disfigured and with this black green goo on my face all this time, how could he possibly have fallen for me?"

"He couldn't possibly have, he wouldn't have. I must be thinking too much into it."

She breathed out deeply to calm her heart and seeing the Medical Tower in front of her, she widened her stride to walk towards it, to greet Old Lin who was checking the herbs in the yard: "Old Lin! It's Ghostly!"

Old Lin turned his head back to look at her and then suddenly looked to his left and right before coming besides her to ask: "I heard, that the Lord asked you to guard his sleep throughout the night last night?"

"Mm." Feng Jiu acknowledged with a nod of her head.

"Why would the Lord ask you to guard his sleep? What did he ask you to do?" Old Lin's tone of voice was surprised, the gaze he looked at her with puzzled.

Hearing those words and then seeing Old Lin's nosey demeanor, Feng Jiu's mouth twitched…..

CHAPTER 196: Preoccupied and Distracted

"I didn't do much but to merely help him change his clothes and then went to sleep."

Feng Jiu said, sounding a little helpless. [She was now a man alright? Being stared at with a gaze like that while being questioned, did they really think that she might have committed some unspeakable deeds with their Lord?]

"Sle….. slept?"

Old Lin exclaimed in flabbergasted shock, his voice raising up in pitch due to surprise. And at the moment his words came out, everyone within the courtyard turned their heads to look at them.

"What are you shouting out so loudly for? We slept separately." Feng Jiu said in resignation with a roll of his eyes.

"Whew! You scared this old man for a moment."

Old Lin patted himself on the chest as he blew out a deep breath to say: "Oh right! In the next couple of days, concoct another few bottles of medicine for me! Third grade ones will do, best if it's another two or three bottles of fourth grade ones, or the same one you gave me before will do as well."

Hearing that, her eyes turned around and she said: "Sure, I'll go up and get the herbs." Upon saying that, she went on her own upstairs.

In regards to how the Lord treated the youth, he was to be allowed to take whatever herbs as he wished, and he would just need need to have it recorded. Hence, Old Lin did not follow the youth upstairs.

Two days later, in the main building.

At the stone table within the courtyard, the Hell's Lord supported his head lightly with one hand, a book held in the other. His eyes did not leave the pages of the book and his demeanor was one where he was completely absorbed, but…..

A corner of Shadow One's mouth twitched, gazing up into the skies in speechlessness.

He had already been standing there for close to two hours, struggling inside as he thought. [Should I inform the Lord that he is holding his book upside down?]

But seeing that his Lord would turn a page at certain intervals after moments have passed, he then thought to himself whether that book was supposed to be read upside down?

"Shadow One."

Hearing his Lord call him, Shadow One immediately snapped back to attention and took a step forward to reply loudly: "Your subordinate awaits!"

The Hell's Lord's eyes lifted up from his book and he looked with a slightly confused gaze at Shadow One standing ramrod straight with his chest puffed up, looking highly stalwart and spirited as he asked: "What are you doing?"

"Your subordinate awaits the Lord's orders!"

The Hell's Lord's gaze measured him from head to toe and after looking lost in thought for a moment, he went on to ask: "Tell me, when a person always unconsciously thinks of another person all the time, what could be the cause?"

"Thinking of killing him!"

Shadow One replied without even thinking. Because, when someone was always on his mind, that person would be someone he wanted to kill very badly.

Hearing that, the Hell's Lord glanced at him with a strange gaze and then went on to say: "If it was not to kill but was instead thinking….." His words paused, as it was hard to express what he had in mind.

"Not to kill him?"

Shadow One looked towards the Hell's Lord and all of a sudden, looking like he just thought of something, he hesitated a moment before saying: "My Lord, if it was a man thinking about a woman, then that man must have certain designs towards that woman. But….."

"But what?"

"But if it was a man thinking of a man, then….. then I'm afraid that man might be fond of other men."

Shadow One said it very carefully, paying close attention to the expression on his Lord's face.

"Have certain designs towards that woman?"

The Hell's Lord mumbled, thinking it to be unimaginable. Because he had a strong dislike of women, how could he have any designs towards any woman?

But, his mind had always unconsciously given rise to the image of that person and that pair of smiling and highly crafty eyes. And the kind of strange feelings his heart had been filled with made him think that he had to clear it all up.

"Tonight, go to the Tower of Beauties and bring over two of their ladies."

The Hell's Lord sudden command shocked Shadow One greatly, causing him to become both surprised and delighted at the same time. He then asked a little uncertainly: "My Lord, what…. what did you just say? Was it for your subordinate to bring you two ladies tonight to wait upon my Lord?"

CHAPTER 197: A Dragon with Two Phoenixes

The Hell's Lord swept him a glance and said in a deep voice: "Go when I tell you to. Why do you have so many questions?"

"Yes yes yes, your subordinate will go inform them now." Shadow One acknowledged in delight, quickly moving outside.

[The Heavens has opened its eyes and the Lord is finally interested in women! These past two days had him really worried, afraid that the Lord would show some broken sleeve tendencies.]

Having been in the Clear Wind Tower for a few days, Grey Wolf was just coming back when he saw Shadow One with his face split with a foolish grin and Grey Wolf was somewhat puzzled so he stopped Shadow One to ask: "What is it? What made you so happy?"

"Eh? You're back? Was your stay in the Clear Wind Tower good?" Shadow One asked teasingly with a laugh.

When he heard that being brought up, Grey Wolf's face darkened. "Don't even mention the Clear Wind Tower to me." Saying that, Grey Wolf shot Shadow One a glance and asked: "You haven't told me. What could have made you so happy?"

"Heh heh. Let me tell you. The Lord asked me to go to the Tower of Beauties to go make arrangements to have two beauties sent to him tonight." Shadow One went close to say with a smile, his face filled with joy.

"La….. Ladies?" Grey Wolf asked, staring at Shadow One in astonishment. "The Lord really asked you to go arrange for two women to go serve him tonight? Could I have heard you wrongly?"

It's true. I think, that the Lord has finally been enlightened."

Grey Wolf's face was one of disbelief as he continued to ask: "In the few days that I have not been around, did anything special happen? Has my Lord….. been agitated by anything?"

It must be known that their Lord usually could not even stand females coming close to him so how could it be possible that he would ask Shadow One to arrange for two women to go over? Could it be his Lord's abhorrence of women had been cured?

"We'll talk about it when I come back. I need to go over to the Tower of Beauties to inform them about it." Shadow One said while he patted Grey Wolf on the shadow, taking wide strides towards the Tower of Beauties.

From his perspective, picking out two beauties to serve his Lord tonight was a big thing and he could not afford to be careless.

Night came and Feng Jiu came out to walk around a little, taking a stroll to aid with digestion. When she came to the outside of the pavillion, she saw Shadow One leading two ladies with ravishing countenances and highly shapely bodies walking over in approach from the direction of the rock garden. In a moment of curiosity, she then called out.

"Shadow One."

Shadow One heard her voice and turned to look, to see the youth dressed in his red clothes and his mouth split into a grin. "So it's the Ghost Doctor! What a coincidence."

Feng Jiu went over, her gaze looking at the two highly ravishly ladies behind Shadow One as she asked: "Why are there two such peerlessly ravishing beauties here? They couldn't be beauties from the Tower of Beauties could they?"

From what she had been able to gather, only the Tower of Beauties had beautiful women throughout the Hell's Palace. In the other places, even in the Hell's Lord's own courtyard, people who served him were a bunch of shadow guards and it was rare to see women like this moving about.

"Heh heh. The Ghost Doctor is the Ghost Doctor indeed. You got it right with just one guess."

Shadow One seemed to be willing to explain it a little further and after glancing at the two highly ravishing ladies, he said to Feng Jiu: "They are the newest additions to the Tower of Beauties and it was the Lord who instructed me to bring them over to accompany him in sleep."

"Accompany….. Him in sleep?"

Feng Jiu stared wide eyed and stunned and her face had a strange expression as she asked: "Two at a time? will your Lord be able to withstand it?"

Hearing those words, Shadow One was immediately displeased and the colour of his face darkened. "What is there to withstand or not? You've seen my Lord's strong and vigorous body. Are you saying that my Lord just looks good outside and useless on the inside?"

Hearing that being said, the corner of Feng Jiu's mouth twitched and she was at a loss for words.

"I shall not stop the Ghost Doctor from his stroll anymore." Shadow One said as he led the ladies towards the main building.

Seeing that, Feng Jiu's eyes glinted and an evil smile curled up on her lips as she immediately followed right behind them.

One dragon against two phoenixes, how could she not go watch and learn from it?

CHAPTER 198: Fall Right Down!

In the main building, the Hell's Lord came out having just finished with his bath and beads of water were still hanging from the ends of his hair. He came to the table to sit down and was pouring himself a cup of water when he heard the voice of Shadow One coming in from outside.

"My Lord."

"Come in." His voice low and magnetic sounding from inside.

Shadow One came walking in when he heard the voice and seeing the Lord seated at the table, he went forward to ask: "My Lord, your subordinate has brought the people here. Do I let them come in now?"

"Ask them to come in."

"Yes!" Shadow One's voice was tinged with delight as he immediately went out to lead the people in.

The Hell's Lord looked at him with a puzzled look in his eyes, not knowing what Shadow One was being so happy about.

What he really didn't know at all was a certain little rascally one was climbing up onto the roof from a tree, silently creeping towards the roof right over the main house.

And as at Hell's Lord's courtyard in the main house had only two guards and no one else hidden among the shadows, no one discovered the red figure creeping silently over the roofs.

Shadow One retreated immediately upon leading the two ladies in, closing the door shut behind him as he left, to stand guard outside in the yard with a wide smile split across his face.

In the room, the Hell's Lord looked at the two absolutely stunning ladies but in his mind, he was thinking of the disfigured face of that lass. His eyes flashed faintly and he was seemingly rather distracted.

"My Lord, let your servant her wipe my Lord's hair dry!" One of the ladies said softly as she stared at the man who was as beautiful looking as a celestial deity, her eyes sparkling, mesmerized and filled with joy.

The Hell's Lord snapped back to his senses. When he saw the lady who was dressed in a full red dress, his brows creased together and he said in a displeased tone: "Who allowed you to wear red?"

The highly oppressive aura flared out very naturally from the Hell's Lord tyrannically and dominatingly, terrifying the two ladies so badly that they immediately fell to their knees.

"My Lord! For….. Forgive us."

And at that same moment, Feng Jiu who was up above on the roof suppressed her presence and secretly pried open one tile to look inside, to see the two ladies kneeling on the ground as they trembled before the Hell's Lord.

In her heart, she silently thought to herself: [He really doesn't know how to treat the fairer sex tenderly.]

"Get up. Wring my hair dry." The Hell's Lord said with a darkened face, trying his best to retract his oppressive aura.

"Yes yes my Lord." The lady in red replied hurriedly, getting up to walk over to the screen to pick up the towel hanging there before going forward to carefully help the Hell's Lord wipe off the water beads hanging at the end of his hair.

The Hell's Lord then stared at the other pretty lady standing in front of him with her head lowered and his brows knitted together before he said: "You. Come here."

"Yes, my Lord."

The other lady acknowledged and raised her head shyly with a tinge of timidness as she glanced at the Hell's Lord, before shifting her tiny feet to come before him.

The Hell's Lord stared at the slender waist before him and he raised his hand up to embrace it. But once his arm was clasped around it, the feeling immediately felt wrong. That was obviously a lady just the same, similarly a woman's hips, so how come the feeling he got while his arm was around it felt so different?

The lady saw that the Hell's Lord's arm clasped around her hips was loosening and tightening intermittently and in a moment of delight, she leaned her entire body over as she breathed out softly: "My Lord….."

Her voice had just sounded when her entire person was roughly pushed away, causing her to fall wretchedly onto the floor.

"Ahh!" The lady screamed out in shock, her eyes brimming with tears from having fallen so hard to the ground, her face looking doleful and bashful as she looked at the man who had changed his attitude so suddenly and drastically.

When Shadow One heard the cry of surprise in the room, he pushed the door open and came running inside in a hurry. "What happened?"

However, when he saw the scene within the room, he was a little stunned.

"Who allowed you to lean upon your Lord's body?"

The Hell's Lord stood up and all of his chilling oppressive aura came flaring out, highly terrifying, shocking the two ladies in the room to fall trembling on their knees, not daring to even raise their heads.

All of a sudden, a faint and tiny sound came from atop the roof and the Hell's Lord's eyes immediately turned icy as he shouted: "Who is that! ?" Energy gathered in his palm and he threw it straight up towards the roof.

"Ahhh!"

Feng Jiu cried out in shock, her entire body falling down having been caught completely unprepared.

CHAPTER 199: Refusing to Let Go

When the Hell's Lord saw that all too familiar figure in red, his eyes narrowed as he shot himself forward to catch the person falling.

And Feng Jiu instinctively clasped her arms around his neck, burying her face in right by his head. It was till she discovered that she was safe that she raised her head up and when she saw the darkened expression on his face, she smiled a highly sheepish smile.

"Oh, Hell's Lord. I hope….. I have not disturbed you have I?"

The moment the voice dropped, her gaze fell upon that face without his mask and she suddenly felt, that the face seemed somewhat familiar.

When Shadow One saw that it was that youth once again, he unconsciously raised his palm over his face as he thought: [Why is this kid everywhere? It's just unfathomable!]

And seeing that it was the kid falling, the Lord had even immediately gone running up to catch him, like he was worried that the kid would be hurt. That one moment where the Lord had looked so anxious made his own face turn pale.

[Blast it! The Lord really has his eyes set on that kid!]

Cradling the person in his arms, the Hell's Lord's face was dark and his voice tinged with anger as he asked: "What are you doing up there on the roof? Don't you know if you're not careful you could very well be taken to be an assassin and be killed?"

[Damn it! How could this woman be such a handful! ?]

[If not for the fact that he had been able to see that it was her and that was why he had not lashed out with a palm, this woman here will already be dead!]

"Heh heh heh, I had climbed up to the roof to….. to….. admire the moon! That's right! Admire the moon."

Feng Jiu continued to smile sheepishly and suddenly seeing that the Hell's Lord was still carrying her in his arms, she quickly added: "Hell's Lord, you can put me down now."

At that moment, the Hell's Lord's gaze had fallen instead onto Feng Jiu's arm, where her red clothes had been torn to reveal a bleeding gash upon her fair skinned arm.

Seeing his gaze staring at her arm, Feng Jiu turned to look as well. And with that glance, she said with a laugh: "That must have been a scratch from the tiles when I fell. It's nothing much. It will be fine after I go back and bandage it up."

As she said that, she struggled thinking to climb down from his arms. Who knew that he would refuse to release his grip and then use such a chilling gaze so filled with rage that looked at her so threateningly that it made her freeze, not daring to move another inch.

[Just what is wrong with this guy? Completely ignoring two highly coquettish and graceful beauties standing right there and insisting so persistently on holding onto this "man"?]

"Hell's Lord, you….."

"Shut up!"

He shouted in a deep booming voice, carrying Feng Jiu to walk towards the table. Seeing the two ladies still kneeling there, he unconsciously furrowed up his brows slightly as he said: "Shadow One, send them back!"

"My Lord….."

"Don't!"

Feng Jiu shouted, as she stared at the Hell's Lord carrying her and refusing to let go and then went on to say: "Aren't they brought here to wait on you in sleep? Why would you chase them away? Look at these two beauties, so delicate and incredibly beautiful. With such alluring figures, what a pity it is to send them back!"

Shadow One was for once looking at Feng Jiu with approval in his eyes, feeling that those words completely reflected what he felt in his heart.

[It was only after so long that the Lord had opened his mouth to ask for two beauties to come wait on him and if he was to send them back right now, wouldn't he have busied himself into a tizzy for nothing?

[It was alright for him to have busied himself for nothing but the problem was if the Lord was led astray this time, what was he then to do?]

"Wait on me in sleep?"

The Hell's Lord looked Feng Jiu: "Who told you that they were here to wait on me in sleep?"

"Shadow One did!" She didn't even think at all before she spoke.

Hearing that, the Hell's Lord swept a frosty glance upon Shadow One and then lowered his head to look at the woman he held in his arms to ask: "So, you then came crawling secretly up upon my roof?"

"Heh heh, it was all because I haven't seen such a fascinating kind of battle….." Once those words came out, it didn't feel right and she quickly clamped her mouth shut.

Shadow One could no longer make himself stand by and watch and with the high possibility he could be sent flying with a swat, he opened his mouth to suggest: "My Lord, do you want….. to put the Ghost Doctor down first?"

CHAPTER 200: How Does It Feel

The Hell's Lord shot a glance over at him and then carried Feng Jiu over to the table to sit down as he ordered: "Bring me medicine."

Upon hearing that, Shadow One had no choice but to bring the two ladies out and went to retrieve the medicine for wounds to bring it in there before placing it upon the table. Seeing his Lord carrying the youth in his arms while he sat upon his Lord's lap, he opened his mouth, wanting to speak but then did not know what to say.

Feng Jiu's body was stiff as she sat upon the Hell's Lord's lap and it felt as if she was sitting upon a bed of nails, her entire body highly uncomfortable. But someone seemed to not have detected anything amiss at all as he carried on doing as he wished, acting like there was nothing wrong at all.

"Hell's Lord, about this, this little bit of injury is nothing at all and I shouldn't trouble you to have to apply medicine for me. I should be getting up and be on my way back already." Feng Jiu said as she thought to stand up. But her behind had just parted from the Hell's Lord's lap when she was pressed back down.

"Sit properly!"

She stiffened up like a log as she was pressed back down onto his lap, not daring to move carelessly.

When Shadow One saw that, he could only sigh lightly as he walked himself outside, to stand guard outside the door. It did not need to be said that from the way things looked, his Lord had already fallen too deep into the muck, and could no longer be pulled back out.

"Shadow One? Why did I see those two ladies go back with crying faces? What happened? Didn't the Lord let them wait upon him into bed?" Grey Wolf could not help but to step forward and ask in curiosity as he came walking in when he saw Shadow One standing guard at the door.

"Why have you come here?" Shadow One asked, blocking the door. He threw a quick glance inside and then went forward to stop the man, not wanting Grey Wolf to see the Lord embracing the youth and even helping him apply medicine!

"What's wrong? Why are you stopping me for?"

Grey Wolf was unaware of the situation and seeing that the door was not closed, he stretched his neck out to peek a glance inside. But seeing that Shadow One was persistently blocking him off right before his eyes, he could not help but become frustrated and to stretch a hand out to push him away as he complained: "What are you up to?"

But, when his eyes fell upon the scene within the room, the strength went out from his legs and he very nearly fell to sit upon the ground.

"Did….. Did I see that right? The Lord is embracing that….. that kid! ?" Grey Wolf had his hand gripping Shadow One's collar tightly, his eyes wide and bulging with shock.

Shadow One pulled him to a spot further outside in case his words could be heard by his Lord inside. "Even if you've seen it, you have to pretend you haven't seen anything. Go back to where you came from. The Lord will not be free to see you right at this moment."

"No….. They….."

"Don't ask me. I do not know anything." Shadow One said as his lips stiffened tightly, returning back to the door to resume guard.

Inside the room, Feng Jiu stared at the highly uglily wrapped bandage around her forearm and the corners of her mouth twitched as she slanted her head slightly at an angle. Looking at the maskless Hell's Lord at such a close distance, she suddenly felt that she had possibly really met him before the more she looked at him.

"Hell's Lord, have we met before?"

Hearing those words, the Hell's Lord finally remembered that he had not put his mask back on after his bath and his lowered eyes flashed faintly with a dark glint. He raised his eyes up to glance at her and the arm around her waist did not loosen in the least but he instead shifted the focus away by saying: "How long do you intend to keep applying that thing on your face?"

"Har?"

Feng Jiu was taken aback a moment and when she recalled the fact that she had the green and black salve applied all over her face, her face split into a wide grin as she replied: "I will be about done with it in about a few more days."

In another few more days, her nice and pretty countenance would be restored. Just thinking about it makes me so happy.

Seeing her eyes curving up into two smiley crescents, the faint fragrance of herbs unique only from her wafting in through his nose, and a woman whom he did not revile to touch in his embrace, his eyes gradually darkened, and his throat kept gulping incessantly as he felt a fire rise within him.

He had never had any feelings for anyone else but her, where he was feeling a kind of incomprehensible impulse.

What kind of a feeling a palpitating heart was, it seemed he might already know now…..

Seeing that the Hell's Lord really wasn't intending to release his grip, Feng Jiu's gaze changed and the ends of her lips turned up into a sinister smile that was tinged with a bit of ridicule as she asked: "Hell's Lord, how does it feel to be hugging me like this?"