Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me-Chapter 803 - 347: Innate Tidal Rhythm Immortal Body and Adorable Zhiyu (Part 4)

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But what does it matter?

Lu Jin'an looked at Zhiyu again, his lips moved, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"Master, eat, eat~" Zhiyu still struggled to stand on her tiptoes: "After eating it won't hurt, Zhiyu knows~"

Although Zhiyu was silly, her instincts embedded in her demon beast bloodline told her what medicine could heal injuries.

It's like how small dogs in the countryside will find herbs to eat when they feel unwell.

Or rather, Zhiyu might have been injured before due to losing control of her power, shed blood, and so she knew what to eat.

Lu Jin'an stared blankly at Zhiyu's innocent yet serious heterochromatic eyes. This little girl hadn't even recovered her Dragon Horn and Dragon Tail, yet she still stumbled around to find medicine...

Lu Jin'an took a deep breath and pulled Zhiyu into his arms, whispering: "I'm alright now."

"Really?" Zhiyu tilted her head to look at Lu Jin'an.

"See, I'm perfectly fine now, right? Not bleeding, am I?" Lu Jin'an said with a smile.

"Oh~" Zhiyu nodded as if she understood.

As Lu Jin'an gently untangled her messy hair, he softly asked: "Why did you find these for me?"

"Oh..." Zhiyu blinked: "Master treats Zhiyu well, so Zhiyu wants to treat Master well too!

Hmm... Zhiyu wants to be good to Master!"

Hearing the little girl's crisp voice, Lu Jin'an's fingers paused while tidying her hair, then he started wiping her hands: "I'm really fine now, are you tired?"

"Hungry!" Zhiyu shouted loudly at Lu Jin'an as if her worries were gone: "So hungry! Zhiyu saw lots and lots of delicious things but didn't eat them~"

Lu Jin'an chuckled, picked up another Immortal Peach, and placed it in her clean hands: "Have a peach first, and I'll make a big meal for you later, something you've never had before!"

"Oh!"

Cheering, Zhiyu jumped onto the floor as usual and started running circles around Lu Jin'an and the table, mumbling "delicious things I've never had, delicious things I've never had~"

Xiao Yinruo watched Zhiyu thoughtfully, surprised that Jin'an had taken her as a disciple and also noting that this Little Candle Dragon seemed a bit clumsy.

However...

Xiao Yinruo glanced at Lu Jin'an's current expression, that look...

With a flash of inspiration in her mind, Xiao Yinruo's mouth curled into a faint smile.

This little rascal might be learning from Wanyu to cultivate 'rebellious disciples'...

As she thought, Zhiyu, who had stopped chanting about delicious foods, started reciting some mysterious mnemonics while heading outside, not forgetting to take a bite of the big peach in her hand. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

"Zhiyu, where are you going?" Lu Jin'an asked with a smile.

Zhiyu glanced back at him, seriously saying: "Master, Zhiyu is going to train!"

"Practice downstairs." Lu Jin'an looked at Zhiyu: "Don't run around or sneak other people's food, understand?"

"Master says, Zhiyu listens." Zhiyu hesitated for a moment before obediently saying: "Oh right, there's no wood down there!"

Lu Jin'an smiled as he got up, accompanying her out the door, and waved towards the clearing below, causing Meihua Piles arranged in the Nine Palace pattern to rise from the ground.

"Go practice."

"Oh!" Zhiyu raised her hands, lifting the Immortal Peach above her head, then...

Jumped directly off the bamboo building.

Thunk!

Zhiyu, who landed flat on the ground, still kept the peach from falling off her hands.

In the next second, she jumped up energetically: "Master, Master, can Zhiyu finish the peach first?"

"Of course, you can." Lu Jin'an said with a smile while propping his hands on the railing: "Eat first, then practice."

"Long live Master~"

Watching Zhiyu run around the Meihua Piles, Lu Jin'an let out a light breath and turned to Xiao Yinruo as she walked over: "Aunt Ruo, she's cute, isn't she?"

Xiao Yinruo chuckled: "Feeling touched?"

"Haha... for now, of course..." Lu Jin'an laughed: "I won't lead her astray."

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Author: Still owes ninety-seven thousand words.