Chapter 1244: I Heard Mr. Chen Needs a Doctor?

**Chapter 1244: I Heard, Mr. Chen Needs a Doctor?**

Others might only be guessing, but the moment Chen Ling saw this article, he was almost certain it was the work of the Blighted Fleshwood.

The Blighted Fleshwood was already very close to the Hidden Cloud Domain, and Chen Ling had personally witnessed its invasion methods. These fleshy plants were not skilled at direct assaults like the Whispering Wilderness; they were more like a putrid, lingering rain, continuously seeping into their target until, by the time people realized what was happening, their intricate roots had already invaded the heart.

Even if the Hidden Cloud Domain knew the Blighted Fleshwood was behind it, there was nothing they could do. The essence of the Blight and the Blighted Fleshwood's other calamities might be thousands of miles away. They dared not leave the Hidden Cloud Domain to attack the Fleshwood directly, as that would be tantamount to suicide. They could only grit their teeth and repeatedly clear the underground roots, but this severely depleted the domain's combat strength. In a war of attrition, how could humanity contend with the entire Blighted Fleshwood?

From the very beginning, the Hidden Cloud Domain had been at a disadvantage, and currently, Chen Ling saw no hope of them turning the tide.

Sometimes, an invisible war was far more despair-inducing than a head-on confrontation with the Whispering Wilderness.

Chen Ling then flipped through other newspapers, most of which contained reports related to the Celestial Pivot Domain.

Overall, the Whispering Wilderness was still in a siege phase and had not launched an attack. Among these reports, three articles promoted the idea that the Tower of Babel was fully prepared, even revealing some details about secret weapons, which left readers impressed yet puzzled. There were also two exclusive interviews with Lord Red Dust, Su Zhiwei, who claimed to have recovered to her peak state and was not afraid of the Calamity of Silence.

The remaining articles reported on the Celestial Pivot Domain's ample supplies, united military and civilians, and significantly boosted morale.

There was even an article specifically interviewing an old man who sold breakfast on the city walls. This man daily provided free "energy breakfasts" to Tower of Babel members patrolling the domain's edge. In front of the reporter's camera, he held a rolling pin in one hand while raising a fist, displaying a confident, radiant smile. The article's title was "The Celestial Pivot Spirit Never Falls."

After reading, Chen Ling casually tossed the newspaper into the trash can.

From the newspapers, it seemed the Celestial Pivot Domain had an unshakeable determination to win, making it appear as if the world-ending siege was merely a trifle. However, Chen Ling knew very well that this was not the case.

Setting aside the power of the Whispering Wilderness's calamity, the Calamity of Silence itself was the bane of the Ingenious Divine Path. Under its dragon's breath, all civilized creations would turn to dust. The Tower of Babel was almost completely suppressed, so how could it appear so confident of victory?

As for Lord Red Dust's interview, it was even more absurd. Chen Ling knew that was absolutely not Su Zhiwei's speaking style; it was most likely fabricated by a newspaper in the Celestial Pivot Domain or the South Sea Domain. Even if one of the Nine Lords at their peak challenged the world-ender alone, the chance of victory would be less than thirty percent.

Chen Ling believed that the true situation in both the Celestial Pivot Domain and the Hidden Cloud Domain was far more severe than what the newspapers portrayed. These articles had long been guided by an invisible hand, no longer focusing on the truth itself but rather serving to stabilize public morale.

Chen Ling didn't linger outside. After buying some food for Xiao Bai and Xiao Tao, he returned to the hotel.

Xiao Tao was still unconscious, lying on the clean sheets. Her brows were tightly furrowed, and she was breathing heavily, with beads of sweat glistening on her forehead, as if she were having a nightmare.

"You haven't eaten all day, you must be hungry," Chen Ling said, handing bread to Xiao Bai.

Xiao Bai shook his head.

"My King, I can't eat right now..."

"Worrying won't help," Chen Ling calmly stated. "It's still a while until night. If you don't eat something, you won't last."

Under Chen Ling's almost commanding tone, Xiao Bai finally took the bread, took a mechanical bite, and chewed it as if it were sawdust.

"My King... what if no one comes by nightfall?"

Chen Ling looked in a certain direction outside the window. He was silent for a moment.

"Then I'll go find Lord South Sea."

When Chen Ling went downstairs to buy newspapers earlier, he had also inquired about Lord South Sea's whereabouts. It was now common knowledge that Lord South Sea had awakened, and he was currently residing in a small pavilion on an island in the center of the South Sea Domain.

Chen Ling had saved Chu Changqing, and he believed there was still some goodwill between them. Although many years had passed and Chu Changqing might have changed a lot, Chen Ling didn't think he was ungrateful. If Teacher Ye hadn't been unwilling to interact with him, Chen Ling would have gone directly to Chu Changqing the moment he entered the South Sea Domain.

Hearing Chen Ling's reply, Xiao Bai's heart immediately settled.

"As expected of my King," Xiao Bai smiled. "Even Lord South Sea would show you respect!"

Chen Ling: ...

Chen Ling didn't bother to explain but quietly waited in the hotel.

As daylight gradually faded, the dim, yellow sunset bathed every corner of the South Sea Domain, as if plating the streets with a warm, golden edge. Any restless atmosphere seemed to melt away like snowflakes in this golden light. Beside him, Xiao Bai, after being reassured by Chen Ling, had leaned against the wall and fallen into a deep sleep.

Suddenly, Chen Ling snapped back to reality!

Something was wrong...

Chen Ling had come from outside; he knew the South Sea Domain was protected under a steel dome. If that were the case, where did this sky and sun come from?

Could it be that there was a Verdant Divine Path organization here in the South Sea Domain, like the Fleeting Life Scroll, that had painted the sky and sun? Or was it something created by the Tower of Babel? But the changes in the twilight light seemed too real...

Just as Chen Ling was deep in thought, a rhythmic knock sounded at the door.

Knock, knock, knock—

Chen Ling's body instantly tensed, and his gaze turned warily towards the door. Even Xiao Bai, who had been dozing, became alert, nervously swallowing.

Chen Ling signaled him to stay put, then slowly rose and moved silently towards the door.

Anyone knocking at this hour would either be South Sea police officers coming to arrest them—though that was unlikely, as Chen Ling's movements had been discreet all along—or it would be...

Chen Ling slowly opened the door.

The dim, yellow sunset, streaming through the corridor window, illuminated the old door frame. In the diffused light, a figure in a white woolen coat and a blue scarf stood quietly outside the door. Their silver-rimmed glasses appeared gilded in the setting sun.

Seeing Chen Ling open the door, the person gently raised a hand and greeted him with a smile.

"I heard, Mr. Chen needs a doctor?"

Chen Ling paused, surprised by the familiar face he hadn't seen in a long time.

Then a faint smile touched his lips.