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Chen Yu did not bother with Master Han's words. Instead, he looked at Duan Sha and said, "Third Imperial Guard, do you remember the ice curse Xin'er was placed on her?!"

With Chen Yu's reminder, Duan Sha suddenly remembered something that happened in the Martial Imperial Manor a while ago.

Duan Sha had even thought that there was nothing he could do to save him.

Yuwen Xi was a practitioner at the peak of the transhabitat. Even though his cultivation was already comparable to an ordinary warrior at the early stage of the transhabitat, it was still unrealistic to ask about Yuwen Xi's pulse.

Unless Yuwen Xi took the initiative to rein in his Innate Qi and let his acupoint open.

This way, Chen Yu could roughly check Yuwen Xi's body condition.

After this exploration, Chen Yu was extremely serious, and he even mobilized the will of the Divine King in his body.

Chen Yu's eyes flashed with a red light.

The moment that strand of red light appeared, Martial King had the illusion that his entire body had been seen through by Chen Yu.

After a few breaths, Chen Yu's expression became solemn.

At this time, with the cold energy he felt from Yuwen Xi's body, he was already a hundred percent sure that the ambush in Martial King's body was actually another person's curse.

The same curse as Chen Xiner!

All of this was within Chen Yu's expectations.

"How is it, Chen Yu, are you sure?!" Duan Sha anxiously asked.

"I do have a bit of confidence, but …" With that, Chen Yu looked at the people around him.

"Hmm?!" After that, he carefully looked at Chen Yu, and then laughed with great interest: "This place is full of trustworthy people. Chen Yu, if you have something to say, you can speak straightforwardly!"

Chen Yu heard and raised his eyebrows.

He did not know if Martial King's words were true or not.

But since the Martial King didn't mind, there was no need for him to hold back.

At this moment, Han Li was the only person in the room other than the Thirteenth Supreme Guard who was an outsider.

After hearing Chen Yu's words, Han Li and the others immediately revealed displeasure on their faces.

What Chen Yu had just said was clearly directed at him.

He was probably the only one who needed to be on guard.

"This kid must be harboring a grudge. He must be harboring grudges against me for spouting lies. If he says anything wrong in the future, I'll immediately tear him apart!"

Han Li muttered in his heart and was prepared to expose the flaws in Chen Yu's words at any time.

"Since that's the case, please forgive my bluntness." Chen Yu's eyes shone with a sharp light: "I can guarantee with my life, the poison that Prince was inflicted with, is a curse, and it came from the Queen's clan, the Cui Family's curse!"

When Chen Yu's words fell, the nearby Han Li was tongue-tied, his eyes full of shock.

[This guy, how can he be so full of himself?]

Could it be that Martial King was really cursed?

and, was it a curse that the Queen's clan had placed on the Martial King?!

Could it be, the royal family is going to make a move on the Martial King?!

For the first time, Han Li felt that he should have left just now.

It was all because what he had heard today was too shocking.

Furthermore, since he had already heard the words, then it would be impossible for him to not get out of this matter …

Beads of sweat slowly appeared on his forehead.

At this moment, Han Li stood by the Martial King's side with mixed feelings.

Even though he wanted to leave, he knew that it was already too late.

He could only bite the bullet and continue listening.

"Do you have evidence for what you said?!" In Martial King's eyes, there was also an expression of disbelief.

"Of course!" Chen Yu slightly smiled and said, "If it's poison, then naturally, I can cure it using the method Master Han told me to. But if it's a curse, I only need seven days to cure Your Highness' injury!"

"Alright!" As he spoke, a trace of sharpness flickered in the Martial King's eyes. He looked at Han Li and said, "Great Master Han, I will have to trouble you to stay in my Martial Imperial Manor for a period of time."

"Yes, yes." Han Li bitterly smiled as he agreed.

"Chen Yu, how much time do you need to remove the curse?!" Then, the Martial King turned to Chen Yu and asked.

"I need about three days to prepare. In addition to seven days to treat my wounds, I need at least ten days!" Chen Yu said solemnly.

It had to be known that Martial King's injuries were of great importance, so he had to be extremely cautious.

"Alright, go and prepare first. Before my injuries completely recover, Martial Imperial Manor, everything will be as usual!" Martial King said in a deep voice.

"Yes, my lord!" The 13 guards all kneeled down and replied.

After a moment, Chen Yu bid his farewell and left.

The reason he told Martial King that he would need three days to prepare was not because of any excuse, but to remove the Martial King's curse. To him, this was an extremely dangerous matter.

One must know that last time, when he helped Chen Xiner remove the Ice Curse, he almost lost his life.

This time, the curse on Martial King was obviously heavier than the one on Chen Xiner.

Therefore, Chen Yu needed to use these three days of time to strengthen his resistance against the cold energy in order to be able to help the Martial King.

If he made a move easily, it was very likely that he would not be able to save Martial King and would instead throw his own life in there.

In order to increase his resistance against the ice energy, the first thing Chen Yu needed to do was to comprehend the power of frost.

Last time, he had borrowed the will of the Celestial King to dispel the Ice Curse and had already comprehended the power of frost.

However, at that time, it was only the first layer of frost.

To remove the Martial King's curse, a first layer of frost might not even be enough. Only by comprehending the frost power to the third layer would one be able to withstand the frost energy in the Martial King's body.

Meditation. Meditation.

At this moment, a white word "ice" appeared in Chen Yu's mind.

When this appeared, Chen Yu could clearly feel that the temperature in his body was drastically decreasing.

Ice crystals seemed to float in the air.

These ice crystals quickly gathered together, forming a flower of blood that danced within Chen Yu's sea of consciousness.

The cold was pressing.

Chen Yu only felt that his body was about to be frozen.

However, he was not afraid at all.

He was like the only life in the snowy mountains, enjoying the snow alone and the absolute cold alone.