The little dumpling looked at the strange man in front of her and asked in confusion, "Who are you?"

What do you mean by "found you"?

Who is he looking for now?

The little boy thought for a moment, assuming the man was a family member of Yao Ling's sister, and asked, "Are you looking for Sister Yao?"

Yan Zhentianzun shook his head. "No, I'm here to find you. I am Yan Zhentianzun, the Yan Zhentianzun you're looking for."

The little dumpling's eyes widened. "Uncle Heavenly Venerable? You're really Uncle Heavenly Venerable?"

"Are you here to save us? Many people here have been bitten and contracted a strange disease. There's also a particularly pitiful little boy. Uncle, can you heal us?"

The little dumpling spoke very sincerely, her round, innocent eyes making her irresistible.

Yan Zhentian cleared his throat. "If I save you, how will you repay me?"

Whew! That was close! I almost gave in to this little guy!

Yan Zhentianzun calmed down.

Repay? The little dumpling put its hand to its mouth, thought for a moment, and then jumped off its mother.

She ran to the wardrobe, took out a package of oil paper, and handed it to Yan Zhen Tianzun: "This is candied fruit that my third brother bought for me. If you heal us, I will give this package of candied fruit to you."

Qingxi and Muting were silently looking at Mu Jinxuan with resentful eyes.

Mu Jinxuan sensed his parents' anger, gave a wry smile, and silently retreated behind his eldest brother to hide.

To protect the little girl's teeth, Qingxi and Muting have strictly forbidden their four sons from buying her any more sweets.

I never expected it, I never expected that there would still be a spy.

Qingxi and Muting both looked like they were waiting to settle scores with their third son later in the fall!

Mu Jinxuan was sweating profusely. He never expected that his little sister would betray him so unknowingly!

When Yan Zhentianzun saw the candied fruit, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and he took the candied fruit and ate it.

But he said, "You think you can bribe me with just a bag of candied fruit? No way! I don't want to do you that favor!"

The little dumpling pouted, looking at Yan Zhentianzun with some unhappiness.

That mean old man! He's already eaten her candied fruit, and he's not even helping her!

"What will it take for Uncle Tianzun to help? If he really doesn't want to, then forget it, we'll think of another way." The little dumpling spread its hands helplessly.

When Yan Zhentianzun heard that she wanted to ask someone else for help, he immediately became anxious. "I can help with this! How about this, little one, I'll heal all of you, and in return, you'll grant me one request, okay?"

Qingxi and Muting cautiously protected the little dumpling.

Mu Tingzheng asked, "I'll grant you a request? Tell me what it is first?"

Knowing what they were worried about, Yan Zhen Tianzun explained, "Don't worry! It won't be any unreasonable request. I am a dignified Tianzun, not some petty villain who does bad things!"

The Fairy of Fortune Fruit chimed in, "Yes, yes! Although the Heavenly Venerable Yan Zhen has a somewhat strange temper, he is still a good person."

Qingxi and Muting were finally relieved.

The little dumpling looked up at the Heavenly Venerable Yan Zhen and said, "Okay, Heavenly Venerable Uncle, I promise you. But what do you want me to promise you?"

Yan Zhentian Venerable patted her little head, "No rush, no rush, Uncle will treat your illnesses first!"

Having finally tricked this little guy, Yan Zhentian was overjoyed.

He raised his hands and used his immortal power to heal the sick people in the capital.

Under his divine power, those infected with the "blood paralysis plague" gradually recovered.

Their pale faces gradually regained their color, their violent nature subsided, they no longer wanted to bite, and their thirst for blood disappeared.

Yan Zhentian glanced at the little dumpling. In fact, he knew in his heart that as a descendant of the Heavenly Dragon Clan, the little dumpling would not have contracted this disease even if it was bitten by that bloodthirsty demon child.

Otherwise, how could he have not developed symptoms for so long?

However, for the sake of his future plans, he chose to conceal the truth and pretended to treat the little dumpling's illness.

After it was over, Yan Zhen Tianzun waved his hand and said, "That's enough!"

Mu Tingzheng hurriedly had a servant bring a cup of tea to Yan Zhentianzun.

The little dumpling ran happily to his side and said sweetly, "Thank you, Uncle Heavenly Venerable."

The little guy's praise made Yan Zhen Tianzun feel both proud and delighted, and he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Mu Tingzheng also bowed gratefully to Yan Zhentianzun, "Thank you, Heavenly Venerable, for saving my daughter and the people of the capital. May I ask what reward you desire? Our entire Mu family will do our best to fulfill your wish."

Yan Zhentian waved his hand, "General Mu, you don't need to worry. What I want is not a difficult thing for you."

After speaking, Yan Zhentianzun looked intently at the little dumpling.