The Prodigal Son

Qin Yu did not disturb Nan Que'er, nor did he interrogate Granny Sang. He simply sat down to the side to calm himself down.

Xu Wan looked at him, got up and sat down next to him. "Since Nan Que'er said she can cure Da Chui, you don't need to worry."

"Um."

Qin Yu nodded gently. "By the way, how's your injury?"

"It's nothing serious, you'll be fine after a few days of rest."

Xu Wan smiled, then asked curiously, "Even you didn't know that Big Hammer had demonic blood?"

"I wish I had known."

Qin Yu sighed helplessly, saying bitterly, "When I see that old man, I'm going to ask him how many more things he's hiding from me!"

This old guy!

She keeps everything from me!

He should tell me about Big Hammer's situation, and this wouldn't have happened today!

"The Duke of Wei must have his reasons!"

Xu Wan spoke up for Qin Fumeng, then couldn't help but sigh, "I never imagined the difference in strength between me and Da Chui would be so great..."

Qi Dachui has been hiding his true strength!

He clearly possesses the strength of the eighth realm, yet he has always claimed to be only at the seventh realm!

She even suspected that if Qi Dachui hadn't been forcibly restrained by those two, he might have actually killed Granny Sang with his ferocity!

She was unable to dodge in time and suffered a serious injury.

"Don't underestimate yourself, you're already very capable."

Qin Yu glanced at her, then solemnly advised, "Next time you encounter someone you can't beat, run away if you should. Don't be foolish and fight to the death! As long as you're alive, you can always fight again!"

"You didn't run away either, did you?"

Xu Wan smiled.

"My legs went weak with fear!"

Qin Yu glared at her. "By the way, do you know what this demonic blood is all about?"

"I only heard Boss Zeng mention it briefly, I don't know the specifics!"

Xu Wan gently shook her head, then gestured towards Nan Que'er, who was still applying acupuncture to Qi Dachui, and said, "She should know a lot about this. You can ask her later."

"That's true!"

As Qin Yu spoke, he got up and walked over to the two pheasants, using the mud that Qi Dachui had mixed earlier to coat the pheasants completely with mud.

"You still have the appetite for roast chicken?"

Xu Wan looked at him with a surprised expression.

Qin Yuchong nodded to Gui San and Gui Si, "Isn't this to apologize to them? We have to show some sincerity, right?"

As he spoke, Qin Yu went to find some firewood.

Xu Wan chuckled and got up to help.

"You're injured, don't move around, just rest!"

Qin Yu stopped Xu Wan, "You can't eat this chicken today. I'll make you something else later!"

"I can't eat like this, Big Hammer!"

Xu Wan chuckled softly.

After Qin Yu gathered a large amount of dry firewood and lit the fire, Nan Que'er also completed the initial treatment of Qi Dachui.

Qin Yu quickly helped Qi Dachui and Nan Que'er onto their horses, then looked at Gui San and Gui Si, "This chicken can be cooked in about an hour, consider it my apology to you two! If you don't want to eat it, just leave it here, I'll have someone take it back for me to have with my wine later."

"Why shouldn't we eat it?"

Gui Si glared at Qin Yu, "I'm being lenient by not making you kneel down and apologize, you little bastard!"

"Come on!"

Qin Yu said unhappily, "I only apologized to you because you were unaware! If you two knew and still acted like this, even if I couldn't beat you, I'd still verbally abuse you to death!"

"Get lost!"

Gui Si waved his hand impatiently, gagged Sang Po again, grabbed her, and tossed her to them like trash. "Take this old woman back and interrogate her slowly. Hopefully, you can find out where that bastard Fan Bing is buried!"

"good!"

That's exactly what Qin Yu wants to do.

That old hag almost killed Big Hammer this time. Killing her like this is too lenient on her!

After taking Sangpo with them, they quickly returned to the camp.

Qin Yu had no interest in interrogating Granny Sang, so he handed her over to the people of the Treasure Mirror Bureau for interrogation.

Nan Que'er treated Qi Dachui in Qin Yu's room. About half an hour passed before Nan Que'er finished the treatment, covered in sweat.

Qin Yu took a handkerchief and handed it to Nan Que'er to wipe her sweat, then asked, "When will he wake up?"

"It's hard to say!"

Nan Que'er wiped her sweat as she replied, "I will treat him every day for the next few days. If things go smoothly, he should wake up in a day; if they go slowly, it may take two or three days. I'll prepare the medicine later, and you can have someone brew it for him."

"OK."

Qin Yu nodded, then asked with great curiosity, "What's going on with the demonic blood in his body?"

"Demon...demon blood?"

Nan Que'er was taken aback, then nodded and smiled, "That's right! The people of the Central Plains should indeed call it demonic blood! However, we call it divine blood!"

"what?"

Qin Yu was bewildered.

No... this...

It's sometimes demonic blood, sometimes divine blood. Is it demonic blood or divine blood?

"Wait, let me sort this out."

Qin Yu's mind was a bit confused. "Tell me first, what's this divine blood all about? Are there really gods in this world?"

In his previous life, Qin Yu was a staunch atheist.

However, now that even time travel has happened, he can no longer remain steadfast.

Under Qin Yu's persistent questioning, Nan Que'er finally recounted everything she knew about the divine blood.

Legend has it that in ancient times, a dying god descended from the sky, his blood staining the wild land.

A tribe of people bathed in divine blood, giving birth to the first batch of divine blood warriors, who claimed to be descendants of the gods.

However, divine blood has both advantages and disadvantages.

As their power grew stronger, they became increasingly unable to control the divine blood power within them.

Eventually, many people went mad, not only slaughtering people of other races, but also killing their own.

To stop these crazed blood warriors, powerful figures from various races united to annihilate the tribe and labeled them the Demon Race.

Under the siege of numerous powerful figures, that tribe was nearly wiped out.

To avoid extermination, their people fled in separate groups. This branch migrated all the way to the southern border, where they began to reproduce again.

Qin Yu suddenly realized, "So, you and your people are descendants of that tribe?"

"Um."

Nan Que'er nodded gently, "However, although we consider ourselves descendants of the gods, even the oldest elders in our clan have never heard of a divine blood warrior ever appearing in our clan! Before meeting Qi Dachui, I even doubted whether the legend was true..."

That's why she was so shocked when she discovered that Qi Dachui possessed divine blood.

Qin Yu pondered for a moment, then asked with a grave expression, "Could it be that Da Chui, like your ancestors, was unable to control the power of divine blood and ultimately went mad?"

He wasn't so worried after hearing Nan Que'er say that Qi Dachui could be cured.

But after hearing the legends and stories Nan Que'er told him, he couldn't help but worry again.

He didn't want anything to happen to Qi Dachui.

For him, Qi Dachui was no longer just a bodyguard.

These are brothers!

A brother I would entrust my life to!

This was also the person he trusted most besides the old man...