When Qinghe mentioned Caixia, Wang Yao was initially a little guilty, but as he spoke, he couldn't help but feel inexplicably sad. He had almost lost his life, and even Qin Su in the underworld knew to inquire and show concern through the fairy maiden, but there was no news about Caixia at all.
Maybe...maybe what he said was true, and all his feelings for Caixia were just wishful thinking. He was just a toad trying to eat swan meat. Wang Yao's mood worsened without him realizing it, and he lost patience with Qinghe.
"So what if she's the granddaughter of the Heavenly Emperor? I'm a princess, and she dares to treat you like an ant? I think she's the ant! Don't be angry. Who cares what she thinks of you? You don't depend on her for support. Just continue being your free and easy matchmaker."
To everyone's surprise, Qinghe's attitude softened considerably after hearing Wang Yao's words.
Wang Yao shook his head, too lazy to think about these unpleasant things anymore.
“You… I heard from the fairy that you told her… what do I still owe you? When did I ever owe you anything?” Wang Yao frowned as he looked at Qing He.
"Hehe...didn't you promise to take me into the Zhenxie Prison to see Lady Zhemei?" Qinghe chuckled.
"I...when did I agree to that?" Wang Yao stared wide-eyed in astonishment.
"You're not going back on your word, are you? We clearly agreed that I would do things for you and you would take me into the Demon Suppression Prison. Now I've even betrayed my clan for you. You... you're not going to deny it, are you?" Qinghe stared at Wang Yao with wide eyes.
“Uh…” Wang Yao scratched his head. He couldn’t remember ever promising Qinghe anything like that. But looking at Qinghe’s aggrieved look, he wanted to argue, but his heart softened for no reason. This girl was really pitiful. It was really hard for him to refuse.
“The Demon-Suppressing Heavenly Prison is not easy to enter. It is guarded by the Mahayana prison chief. We will have to think of a good way to get in,” Wang Yao said sadly.
"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry. Anyway, I'll stay with you. I'll go in whenever you come up with a solution. Don't rush, are you sleepy? If you are, go to bed and lie down. You just woke up, so you need to rest and recover first."
Seeing that Wang Yao did not refute her, Qinghe was immediately in a good mood. She tried to comfort Wang Yao while also helping him into the ward.
"I'll do it myself... I'll do it myself..." Wang Yao didn't have a "good guy" with him. Qing He grabbed his arm. This little demon was so strong that she almost lifted him up and threw him onto the bed. Wang Yao quickly begged for mercy.
Qinghe was spoiled since childhood and had no idea how to take care of a patient.
"Are you hungry? Do you want me to get you something to eat?" Qinghe knew she hadn't controlled her strength well, so she let go and smiled apologetically, but then asked.
"I...I forgot, are you hungry? Immortals don't need to eat, you probably haven't eaten yet either, have you?" This reminded Wang Yao, and he hurriedly asked.
“I’ve already eaten. Immortals don’t need to eat, but I think there are just as many restaurants in the Immortal Realm as in our Holy Domain,” Qinghe said with a smile.
“Many immortals are gluttonous.” Wang Yao nodded, slowly lay down on the bed, and with a slight movement of his hand, he took out a pork knuckle from his Qiankun.
“I have this here. If you’re hungry, you can take it to fill your stomach,” Wang Yao said.
"You...you...you got this from..." Qinghe stared at the elbow in surprise, her eyes wide. Wang Yao smiled and nodded at her.
"This is high-quality meat, it's best for your health, you should eat it quickly," Qinghe said hurriedly.
"I..." Wang Yao hesitated slightly. That's true. This meat can increase merit and spiritual power. It might come in handy when traveling in the human realm. So he shouldn't rush to eat it in the immortal realm. After all, the immortal realm has abundant spiritual power that can be absorbed at any time.
"Oh, what are you hesitating for? Your health comes first. How can you take me to the Evil Suppression Prison if you don't get better?" Qinghe said, reaching out to shove the elbow towards Wang Yao's mouth.
“I…I can do it myself…I can do it myself…” Wang Yao couldn’t persuade Qinghe, so he hurriedly took out another braised pork knuckle. “Come on, let’s eat together.”
"I don't need it. I haven't fully absorbed the level 7 meat you gave me last time," Qinghe shook her head repeatedly.
Under Qinghe's coercion, Wang Yao effortlessly swallowed the two pork knuckles. Each knuckle actually increased his merit points by two, meaning that both knuckles were equivalent to arranging two marriages in the demon realm.
"How are you feeling? Are you feeling better?" Qinghe clumsily wiped Wang Yao's mouth clean and stared intently at him.
"I don't feel anything," Wang Yao shook his head.
The braised pork knuckle tasted quite good, exactly the same as in the private banquet hall. After all, Qiankun's preservation function is top-notch. But as for its effect on his immortal body, it was negligible. Apart from increasing his merit by 4 points, there was really no other change.
"Oh, I see... By the way, what did your dad just give you? He said it can speed up your recovery, you should take a look." Qinghe urged.
Wang Yao flipped his hand and took out the blue cloth package from his Qiankun. He opened it layer by layer, revealing a square piece of something that looked like meat, with an enticing amber color.
“This is…” Wang Yao looked at Qing He in confusion, unable to guess what it was.
“It looks like meat, but I’ve never seen meat like this before. You should try it and see if what your father said is true,” Qinghe said, touching the thing.
"Just eat it like this?" Wang Yao was a little uncertain. His cheapskate father was not very bright and didn't know what kind of mess he had made. He was hesitant to take a bite.
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