203: fall ill!

Ji Dynasty.

Imperial City.

Thanks to the Ji Imperial Family's rule of all people with supreme imperial power,

the prosperity here was no less than that of Heavenly Star Immortal City, and perhaps even surpassed it.

Radiating outwards from the central Imperial Palace, there was a continuous expanse of magnificent palaces and towers.

The Spiritual Qi concentration increased from the lowest, Tier 2, to Tier 3 and above, from the outside in.

And to the right of the central area was the Third Prince’s mansion.

At this moment, within the mansion, in a hexagonal pavilion beside a Spirit Lake, zither music filled the air, and flutes swayed.

Ji Wu Li was leisurely lying on an agarwood couch, with two maidservants beside him, massaging his shoulders and legs, and occasionally feeding him Spirit Fruits and Spirit Wine.

Ji Wu Li squinted his eyes, watching a group of beautiful dancing girls in light gauze, wide-sleeved silk dresses below, twisting their graceful figures. He felt a surge of heat in his heart, sensing Ji Wu Li stirring.

However, just as the wicked fire arose in his heart, he felt a wave of powerlessness wash over him, and then his Sea of Consciousness became clear, free of desires and thoughts.

“How strange, why hasn’t this yin deficiency and yang decline symptom gotten better?”

Ji Wu Li frowned slightly, completely baffled.

Ever since his trip to Heavenly Star Immortal City, it was as if he had severed certain desires.

He no longer had any interest in the beautiful things he once yearned for.

He had also sought out imperial physicians for consultation and taken many rare Spirit Pills and wondrous medicines from the outside world.

But not only did they not cure him, his condition worsened, often leaving him Qi-deficient, fatigued, and dispirited.

What even terrified him a little was that his characteristics in a certain area were also gradually disappearing.

Moreover, somehow, this matter gradually spread throughout the Imperial City.

He was already not favored by the Ji Imperial Family's ruler, and then he made a great mistake in Heavenly Star Immortal City, causing the Imperial Dynasty to lose face.

For a time, Ji Wu Li was almost branded as the disgrace of the Ji Imperial Family.

He was also ordered by the Imperial Ruler to be confined to his mansion, not allowed to step out even half a step.

In the past, it would have been fine; he was already used to such a life.

But the strange illness on his body had made him lose the ability to… well, you know.

This made Ji Wu Li, who had always indulged in desires, feel that life was incredibly boring.

“Who did this, to harm me so?”

These symptoms appeared too suddenly and without any clues.

But he was certain that someone had tampered with him.

He just couldn't figure out who did it.

And logically speaking, with a Golden Core Old Ancestor overseeing and a Tier 3 Formation protecting him, no one should have been able to harm him.

But things just didn’t go his way; the symptoms not only didn’t alleviate but became even more severe.

The reason he still kept so many beautiful maidservants was, firstly, to prevent others from noticing anything amiss, and secondly, to stimulate his 'little brother' to perk up through external stimulation.

Thinking of this, he immediately turned over, roughly pulled a maidservant beside him, and pressed her onto the agarwood couch.

“Your Highness, no…”

Amidst the maidservant’s cry of alarm, the sound of tearing robes followed.

Two minutes later.

The wind died down, and the rain stopped.

“Your Highness is amazing!”

The maidservant’s face was flushed, and she leaned against Ji Wu Li’s chest, her voice shy.

But her appearance, in Ji Wu Li’s eyes, held a different meaning.

Not only did he not feel psychological satisfaction, but Ji Wu Li could also perceive that

these maidservants, who were outwardly deferential to him, were actually mocking his impotence in their hearts.

This made Ji Wu Li increasingly angry the more he thought about it, and his malevolence continuously accumulated.

Suddenly, Ji Wu Li’s face became somewhat distorted. He grabbed the maidservant’s neck, his eyes turning crimson as he roared,

“Bitch, are you laughing at this Your Highness, are you?!”

However, the voice that once carried a hint of masculinity had now become thin and effeminate, appearing particularly comical.

This was like adding fuel to the fire, causing the rage in Ji Wu Li’s heart to burn fiercely, and he couldn’t help but increase the strength in his hand.

Despite the maidservant’s desperate struggles and incessant slapping, Ji Wu Li showed no sign of letting go.

This sudden scene frightened the other dancing girls and maidservants nearby, who screamed and scattered, trembling.

A moment later, Ji Wu Li regained a trace of his Divine Sense and released the maidservant, who had long since lost her breath.

His face was grim. He ignored the others, snorted coldly, and flicked his sleeve, departing.

After he left, guards came forward and carried the body away.

Their movements were practiced and natural, clearly accustomed to this scene.

Ever since rumors spread that the Third Prince was unwell, His Highness had become increasingly perverse.

It wasn’t normal if he didn’t kill a few people every day; killing only one today was considered a great act of kindness.

Moreover, the one who died was just a maidservant, not worth mentioning at all.

Ji Wu Li, in a frustrated mood, prepared to return to his bedchamber for a nap.

As for Cultivating, he had no interest in it at all.

His Aptitude was already limited, so he might as well just muddle through.

Anyway, backed by a major power, it was quite good to just eat and wait to die.

Just as Ji Wu Li had just laid down on the bed.

His face suddenly turned pale, his features instantly twisted together, revealing a pained expression.

At this moment, Ji Wu Li only felt an intense pain sweep through his limbs and bones, and a tearing sensation came from his Meridians and even his Sea of Consciousness.

It was as if he was undergoing inhumane torture.

“Ah!!!”

Unable to hold back, a sharp, hoarse sound escaped his mouth.

The guards outside the door, hearing the commotion from inside the chamber, their hearts skipped a beat. Disregarding etiquette, they rushed in.

However, what they saw instantly startled them.

They saw a figure curled up on the bed, his hair white and his face gaunt.

His wrinkled face was full of pain, and his sunken eyes revealed a ferocious intent, which was quite terrifying.

Despite this, as guards who were always present, they could still vaguely recognize from his facial features that this was His Highness, the Third Prince, Ji Wu Li!

But how could this be!

Although in recent days, His Highness the Third Prince’s body did seem to have some unexpected issues, and his overall spirit looked a bit listless.

But as a noble of the Imperial Family, resources such as various Medicinal Pills and spiritual items were never lacking.

Not to mention being plump and rosy-cheeked with abundant Qi and blood, but he shouldn’t have become like this!

If not for the identical aura, the guards would have suspected that His Highness had been swapped.

“You stay here, I’ll go notify Imperial Physician Hua!!”

Reacting, they didn’t remain stunned. One stayed to guard, while the other quickly left.

Not long after.

A figure rushed over in a hurry.

His Cultivation had surprisingly reached the Late Stage of Foundation Establishment.

This person was named Hua Bian, an Imperial Physician enshrined by the Ji Imperial Family, whose medical Dao enjoyed a great reputation in the Southern Wilderness Region.

“Imperial Physician Hua, please hurry and take a look, what happened to His Highness.”

The guard hastily ushered Imperial Physician Hua in.

Hua Bian quickly walked to the bed. Looking at Ji Wu Li, who was already breathing more out than in, his face suddenly changed.

He placed his index and middle fingers together on Ji Wu Li’s withered wrist, inputting a trace of magical power, and began to investigate.

“Qi and blood withered, Divine Sense scattered, magical power mottled, this… is this Cultivating Demonic Path forbidden arts? Or has he been subjected to a curse?!”