After the destruction of the Immortal Realm, I took in the fallen fairy.

Not going to watch?

How can you apply medicine without looking at it?

Lin Heng looked at Yun Qinghe with disbelief.

When Yun Qinghe's gaze fell on the bowl in Lin Heng's hand, she realized that Lin Heng was applying medicine to her...

and many more.

Suddenly, Yun Qinghe realized that something was wrong.

Just now, in her heart, she had clearly promised to obey Lin Heng's orders...

Seeing Yun Qinghe's suddenly blank expression, I wonder if this will actually lower her loyalty?

Thinking this, Lin Heng said to her, "Alright, then I'll just have to figure out how to apply the medicine for you."

"Thank you, Master..."

Yun Qinghe's gaze toward Lin Heng gradually changed from tense to friendly.

Her owner is so thoughtful.

Even under such reasonable circumstances, he would still fulfill his request.

But soon, the friendliness in Yun Qinghe's eyes turned into shy evasion...

She found that having Lin Heng touch her with his hands instead of looking at her made her feel even more ashamed!

Unconsciously, her legs twisted slightly.

"Um?"

At this moment, Lin Heng, who was fumbling to apply the medicine, seemed to realize something.

It seems that Yun Qinghe's decision not to let him see it just now wasn't entirely because she lacked Mu Tinglan's awareness...

Suddenly, Yun Qinghe let out a soft groan.

Because she felt Lin Heng's hand, which was on her body, gently press down...

"Is it because of this?"

"Um……"

Yun Qinghe stammered, "Back in the Immortal Realm, the Sect Master... she told me that I have a kind of illness..."

"No problem?"

"Hmm...no problem."

The usually proud Yun Qinghe had a hint of insecurity in her eyes: "Will Master look down on me because of this?"

"What's the big deal...?"

Lin Heng shook his head. "More importantly, do you even know what the Thousand Branches Vine Sword is?"

"The Thousand Branches Vine Sword?"

Yun Qinghe paused for a moment, then shook her head and said, "It sounds like a divine weapon from the celestial realm? But I've never heard of it before..."

"Alright, I'll go check on your senior sister first."

Lin Heng got up, put the bowl in his hand in the kitchen, and then came to the Fairy Spring.

"Owner……"

Mu Tinglan has woken up.

However, when she saw Lin Heng, she was still very weak.

It seems that the healing effect of the Fairy Spring is much weaker than that of the Resurrection Grass.

Thinking this to himself, Lin Heng squatted down and asked her, "How are you feeling now?"

Mu Tinglan forced a gentle smile: "It's nothing, just some minor scratches. I should... I should be able to work for my master soon."

"Don't think about that for now."

Lin Heng shook his head and said, "Your injuries are work-related, so just focus on recovering."

"But it's Master's spirit stone..."

Mu Tinglan looked at the spirit stones that were gradually being consumed at the center of the formation. She knew that Lin Heng didn't have many spirit stones left...

"Your junior sister can give birth, so you don't need to worry about it."

Lin Heng said calmly, "Moreover, your lives are more important than the consumption of spirit stones."

The life of a celestial slave is even more important than spirit stones...

Mu Tinglan stared at Lin Heng in a daze for a long time.

Although she had long known that Lin Heng was different from other slave masters, she had never heard such words from anyone before.

And Lin Heng not only said it, he's actually doing it...

[Immortal Slave Mu Tinglan's loyalty +5, currently at 246]

As expected, the higher the loyalty level, the harder it is to increase...

Lin Heng nodded slowly after seeing the information in the Immortal Slave Manual.

"By the way, Master, you mean... Junior Sister is alright too?"

Suddenly, Mu Tinglan looked up at Lin Heng.

Although she lost consciousness earlier yesterday, she knew that even Yun Qinghe, who had taken the Gathering Yuan Grass, would be no match for the Demon Pattern General.

"Yes, you're all alright."

So, how were they rescued?

Mu Tinglan didn't say anything because she knew it must be related to their master.

Her experiences at the City Lord's Mansion and with the Snow-Haired Lion Demon not only taught her to abide by the duties and rules of a celestial servant, but also taught her what she should and should not say.

To have escaped unscathed from the Demon General, their master... probably possesses abilities far beyond those of ordinary people!

After inquiring about Mu Tinglan's current injuries, Lin Heng asked her, "By the way, do you know about the Thousand Branches Vine Sword?"

"Does Master also know about the Thousand Branches Vine Sword?"

Mu Tinglan looked at Lin Heng in surprise.

"You know?"

Lin Heng could tell from her tone that Yun Qinghe's specialization in martial arts was probably on track.

But then, Mu Tinglan's news was not so optimistic: "When I accompanied the sect leader to an ancient sect before, a fairy mentioned that it was their sect's most treasured artifact."

"..."

An ancient sect in the immortal realm?

Where am I supposed to find that myself?

Lin Heng was completely helpless.

"Take good care of your injury."

After giving Mu Tinglan a brief explanation, Lin Heng left.

Meanwhile, Mu Tinglan, looking at Lin Heng's retreating figure, felt even more admiration: "Does the master even know so much about the treasures of the Immortal Realm...?"

After confirming that his two celestial servants were safe and sound, Lin Heng finally came out for some fresh air.

Picking up a few stone bricks, he completed the construction of four spirit-suppressing tower formations at the entrance.

The towering pile of stones looked exactly like a defensive tower in my memory.

From now on, this will be his crucial support in resisting the demonic tide...

After stretching, Lin Heng stood up and looked towards Linxian City.

Overnight, that once bustling city became a thing of the past.

As for now?

It can't even be called a city; it's just a pile of rubble at the foot of the mountain.

"Life is not going to be easy from now on."

Lin Heng sighed.

Because the demonic warhorses destroyed not only buildings, but also the farmers' fields and wells.

The dust kicked up by the horses' hooves last night has turned all the fields into a desert.

It probably won't be long before this place becomes home to an entire city of refugees.

Recalling what Mu Tinglan mentioned yesterday about the unusual nature of the demonic tide, Lin Heng stroked his chin: "Speaking of which, last night's demonic tide was indeed much larger than the previous demonic worm formation..."

"Clang, clang, clang—"

Suddenly, a series of noises came from the ground opposite him.

That used to be Old Zhang's house, but now it's turned into a pile of rubble.

But suddenly a noise came from the pile of rocks...

Are there still monsters left here?

Lin Heng thought to himself, "Oh no! Mu Tinglan and Yun Qinghe are still injured, and the Spirit Suppressing Tower Formation hasn't been charged yet!"

"Holy crap! I'm dying to breathe!"

Just then, a round head emerged from the pile of rocks, its face filthy, as if it had been digging for spirit stones in some cave.

Lin Heng's eyelids twitched, and his flustered mood calmed down in an instant.

My kind neighbor is still alive?

Soon, Xia Feng also saw Lin Heng standing in the courtyard, and his eyes lit up: "Great, Young Master Lin, you're actually alive too!"

"..."