Rebirth of the Strongest Seventh Prince

"My condolences! Haha, what a great condolence! Housekeeper, how could I let you leave me!" If it weren't for the fact that the old pastor had made no contributions but had worked hard, Chu Lingfeng would have kicked him out just for his discouraging words just now.

"Death Grass! What a vicious scheme!" Chu Lingfeng gritted his teeth. The iron arrow could not kill Zi Yan, but the death grass on the iron arrow was deadly. The murderer had already planned it. The headquarters of the Holy See of Light was too far away from the State of Chu. By the time Zi Yan was sent there, it would probably be too late.

“Housekeeper, I will not let you die!” Chu Lingfeng’s expression became solemn, and he solemnly recited the spell for the first time: “Benevolent Water Goddess Tina, your kindness blesses all things in the world. Your loyal believers pray to you, please grant me your most gentle power to heal the creatures in front of me! The favor of the Water Goddess!”

An unusually soft blue light descended from the sky, shining on the wound on Shangguan Ziyan's back. The Favor of the Water Goddess, this is a seventh-level water healing magic. Two months is enough for Chu Lingfeng to break through and become a seventh-level magician. The old priest only said that light magic has no effect on the Death Grass, and did not say that water healing magic is also useless. Chu Lingfeng also knew that he was deceiving himself. If water magic was useful, how could the old priest not say it? But holding on to the fantasy, he still cast the Favor of the Water Goddess.

Reality is cruel! Time passed bit by bit, and the horrific purple-black wound showed no signs of improvement. Chu Lingfeng's face became more and more gloomy, but he continued to cast magic without giving up.

"Is there really no other way?" Chu Lingfeng murmured to himself, his eyes blank. Although the Dragon God Art was magical and could restore the body autonomously, it was only for oneself. The power of the Dragon God Art itself was extremely violent. If used to heal the injuries of others, it might not heal the person but kill them instead.

"Your Highness, you...are...back..." Shangguan Zi Yan opened her eyes with difficulty and stretched out her hand weakly, trying to touch Chu Lingfeng's face.

The gentle words suddenly woke Chu Lingfeng from his trance. Chu Lingfeng hurriedly held Shangguan Ziyan's hand, placed it on his face, and said gently: "Housekeeper, I'm back!"

Shangguan Ziyan said with a sad face: "Your Highness, Ziyan is going to break the promise and cannot accompany you tonight!"

Chu Lingfeng forced a smile and said, "Housekeeper, there is a long time to come. When your injury is healed, this prince will stay in your room every day and will not let you get out of bed!"

Shangguan Ziyan's cyan face turned red, and she said sweetly: "How can that be possible? Your little Bai He will get jealous and have a stomachache!"

Chu Lingfeng placed Shangguan Ziyan's hand in his palm, stroking it gently, speaking tenderly: "I don't care, I just want to be with you. Do you remember the song I sang to you this morning? The last line, making you happy is what I care about in my life!"

"Let me touch your face!"

Chu Lingfeng put her hand on his face after hearing that. Shangguan Ziyan gently stroked the face that she was so obsessed with, and muttered like a dream: "I really want to... really want to... touch your face, I really want to snuggle in your arms, for the rest of my life!"

"Housekeeper, I won't let you leave me." Looking at Shangguan Zi Yan's face that was getting greener and greener, her snow-white neck also began to turn blue, and the poison of the Death Grass had begun to spread. Chu Lingfeng began to go crazy, covering Shangguan Zi Yan's wound with his mouth and began to suck madly.

"Your Highness, please don't..." Shangguan Ziyan was very anxious, tears on her face, "Don't..."

"What kind of poison is this? Why can't I suck it out? Ah~~" Chu Lingfeng suddenly felt very helpless and confused, and deeply regretful. He regretted that he didn't suck the toxin out sooner, and regretted why he trusted a priest and wasted his time.

"Your Highness, Zi Yan feels very happy!" Shangguan Zi Yan looked at Chu Ling Feng tenderly, her face full of love, "I have never been so happy as I am now, Your Highness would treat me like this!"

"Housekeeper, I want you to stay with me forever!" Chu Lingfeng's eyes became more and more crazy, and a huge amount of mental power flowed into Shangguan Zi Yan's body through the wound.

The deadly poison of the Death Grass was like a gigantic evil dragon, entrenched in Shangguan Zi Yan's heart, constantly spitting out black mist and invading other territories. Judging from its momentum, it seemed to be occupying all of Shangguan Zi Yan's extraordinary meridians.

"Damn it!" The poison of the Death Grass itself is something that can only instinctively destroy human body functions. It has no consciousness and is not afraid of Chu Lingfeng's huge mental power at all. It allows Chu Lingfeng to tease it and remains unmoved. It turns a blind eye and continues to erode Shangguan Zi Yan's tendons and veins.

"Tina, the benevolent goddess of water, your kindness blesses all things in the world. Your loyal believers pray to you, please grant me your most gentle power to heal the creatures in front of me! The favor of the goddess of water!" The blue light shone through Shangguan Zi Yan's back to her heart, enveloping the evil dragon.

What made Chu Lingfeng despair was that the evil dragon was not afraid of the blue light at all. Instead, it became excited and swallowed the blue light, spreading it even faster.

Shangguan Zi Yan remained silent and just looked at Chu Lingfeng's crazy face. Although she felt distressed, she felt sweet and happy. After all, having a man so crazy about you would make you happy even if you died.

"What should I do?" Chu Lingfeng was getting more and more crazy. "Light magic doesn't work, water magic doesn't work, should I go find the elves' Fountain of Life, Fountain of Life... Fountain of Life..." Chu Lingfeng's eyes suddenly lit up, and a glimmer of hope appeared on his face. "Mr. Smith, if you are in heaven, please bless me and I will find the Fountain of Life in your ring!"

Chu Lingfeng still remembered that when he checked the ring left by Smith, he found a lot of alchemical liquids and many strange liquids. He didn't know what they were, and Chu Lingfeng didn't go into it deeply.

The mental power entered Smith's ring and quickly found the pile of potions. Next to the thousands of bottles of alchemical potions were bottles of unknown liquids. Fortunately, Smith's alchemical potion bottles were all labeled with names, so Chu Lingfeng only had to find those without names.

Chu Lingfeng had never seen the fountain of life, so he could only take out all the bottles containing unknown liquids and smell them one by one.

"Ahem." He picked up the first bottle and put it to his nose. Such a pungent smell was definitely not the Water of Life. Although Chu Lingfeng didn't know what the Water of Life tasted like, the famous and amazing one was definitely a good thing and should smell very fragrant.

Chu Lingfeng's eyes scanned back and forth among the bottles of liquid, and soon fixed on three bottles with a sky blue halo. Chu Lingfeng had a feeling that these three bottles of liquid must be the fountain of life, because Chu Lingfeng could feel the vibrant breath in them.

He picked up one of the bottles with trembling hands, opened the lid and put it to his nose. A strong and intoxicating smell rushed into his nose. Chu Lingfeng felt that his confused mood was suddenly lifted and he felt refreshed all over.

"You are the one!"