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Chapter 880 - 880 246_4


880: 246_4 880: 246_4 “Miss Qiao, young master Qiao.


Dinner is ready, please come out to eat.”


Upon hearing the call, Cao Zhen raised his head.


Old Man Xu hadn’t asked for his name, but Jing Yao had likely mentioned her surname, leading Old Man Xu to instinctively assume that Jing Yao belonged to the young master’s family and thus referred to him as young master Qiao.


He withdrew his breath, supported himself with his hands on the ground, and slowly stood up, smiling, “Alright, Elder, we’ll be out shortly.”


As he said this and took a step forward, intense pain surged through his body, making him grimace involuntarily.


Immediately, Jing Yao extended her hands and supported Cao Zhen, whispering, “Young master, let me help you out.”


As she carefully assisted Cao Zhen outside, her mind grew increasingly puzzled.


Cao Zhen was the champion of the great cultivation tournament, and according to his own words, he had faced the leader of the remnants of the former dynasty in a duel, which had resulted in a severe injury due to an accident.


Just how strong was that leader of the former dynasty’s remnants to have injured Cao Zhen to such an extent?


No, according to what Cao Zhen had said, he had aimed to kill the opponent, indicating that Cao Zhen was stronger; otherwise, he, as a reincarnated being with great ability, would not have misjudged his opponent’s strength.


It was just an accident that had caused Cao Zhen to be heavily injured; the specifics of that accident were unknown.


Moreover, the adversary’s strength must not have been much less than Cao Zhen’s, or the accident wouldn’t have occurred, leading to such injuries.


Her own strength was still far too inadequate.


To seek revenge, she would need much greater power.


The Ten Different Phenomena of Golden Elixir Great Perfection—after recovering from her injuries, she would strive to achieve it!


As Jing Yao contemplated, she had made her way to the door frame with Cao Zhen’s support, then raised her hand to push open the door, guiding Cao Zhen out.


Outside the room, Old Man Xu, seeing the two emerge, paused his gaze on Jing Yao’s face—a look of surprise crossed his expression, and he exclaimed unexpectedly, “Miss Qiao, you look much better than just a while ago.”


Previously, Jing Yao’s face had been unusually pale, barely showing any color, but now her cheeks were noticeably rosier.


“It must be because I saw the young master, and I felt happy, so my body also recovered a lot,” Jing Yao quickly fabricated a reason, as she couldn’t possibly reveal that she had recovered due to a pill Cao Zhen had given her.


For now, she couldn’t let the other party know she was a cultivator.


After all, in their current condition, both she and Cao Zhen were too weak and still needed time to recuperate.


For now, they could only temporarily stay here.


Though Cao Zhen no longer needed to eat every day, he still maintained the habit from his past life whenever he had time.


The Xu family were merely ordinary villagers.


Even though they had specifically killed a chicken today, the dishes on the table couldn’t exactly be called abundant.


Cao Zhen glanced at the people of the Xu family.


Besides Elder Xu, there were the two children he had seen earlier, as well as an old woman and a middle-aged woman.


Elder Xu had mentioned earlier that his son was in the city, so these must be his two grandchildren, his daughter-in-law, and his wife.


The two women of Elder Xu’s household were very polite to Cao Zhen; he could sense their respect, steeped in admiration, for a literate person.


However, Elder Xu’s two children, since sitting down, had not taken their eyes off the pot of stewed chicken.


Cao Zhen smiled, picked up a bowl, and said to the two children, “Come on, children, it’s time for you to grow.


Eat more meat.”


As he was about to serve some chicken into the bowl, his hands began to tremble uncontrollably.


Jing Yao hurriedly took over the bowl and ladled, spooning chicken meat and broth into each child’s bowl.


Elder Xu quickly intervened, “Master Qiao, please don’t be polite.


The children just had some wild rabbit shot by their uncle next door a few days ago.


You are frail now; eat more meat to build up your strength.”


“It’s fine; I can’t eat that much on my own anyway,” Cao Zhen said with a light smile, shaking his head.


His injuries weren’t something that could be healed by eating chicken.


Yet, he also felt Elder Xu’s sincere warmth and hospitality.


Meanwhile, Ling Xi, observing Cao Zhen’s smile, revealed a surprised look.


Her sect was a small immortal sect, and she had always interacted with mortals.


Thus, in her eyes, although mortals were different from cultivators, she regarded them as essentially the same and, therefore, deeply admired the Grand Preceptor who had established laws promoting equality between mortals and cultivators.


However, she had also interacted with other cultivators, especially during her visit to the Capital City for the cultivation tournament, where she fully experienced many cultivators’ disdain and contempt for mortals.


Yet, there was Cao Zhen, a reincarnated being with great ability, and now the Sect Leader of Hundred Peaks Sect, one of the top ten immortal sects, whose demeanor towards mortals was so gentle, even making her feel as if Cao Zhen were an ordinary mortal himself.


This was truly unexpected.


After the meal, Elder Xu also brought some blankets.


He hadn’t spoke of preparing another room or anything of the sort, as Miss Qiao was the attendant of Master Qiao, and serving him was naturally expected, wasn’t it?


Cao Zhen and Jing Yao did not say much, nor did they feel any awkwardness.