Did the Seventh Prince attend court today?

After returning to the plane where Dayong was located, the Pixiu traveled at lightning speed, arriving back in Xiangyang in just one day. Seeing that Youlu had already woken up, it was overjoyed and cried tears of joy. With a howl, it rushed over, hugged him, and wailed loudly.

[Boss, you're finally awake! You scared the beast to death!]

She cried and wiped her tears and snot on him.

Youlu, who had initially looked disgusted, sighed when he saw that it was crying so hard it was hiccuping.

He scooped the tangled, dusty Pixiu into his arms, smoothing its fur with his fingers, and said, "Where have you been these past few days? Why are you all so dirty?"

The Pixiu, sniffing its bright red nose, replied: "Before you fainted, you said Meng Tianhong was under a restriction. I guessed you might have suffered a backlash that damaged your soul, so I secretly slipped back to the Heavenly Realm to steal some magical treasures to save you."

You Lu realized that Pixiu had the same idea as him.

No wonder the little guy was covered in dust; it turns out he'd been traveling back and forth between the two realms. It must have been tough for him.

Youlu rubbed the Pixiu's round head and laughed, "Well done, you're worthy of being my little brother, you're really smart! Come on, let me take you to wash up, look how dirty you are."

The kitchen staff boiled a pot of water, and Youlu rolled up his sleeves to personally scrub the Pixiu's body. He not only tidied up its tangled fur until it was shiny and smooth, but also wiped each of its scales until it was gleaming.

The dirty bag of Pixiu instantly transforms into a chubby white bun.

After taking a bath, the human and the beast began to examine the Pixiu's spoils.

"milk tea?"

"Hamburger?"

"potato chips?"

"Cola?"

"yogurt?"

"Half a pizza?"

With each item a deer took out of its purse, the twitching of its lips increased by one point.

The Pixiu was already drenched in sweat.

Looking at the table piled high with snacks, Lu Pi asked with a forced smile, "Are you sure Little Qilin took my usual snacks, not just what I eat regularly?"

Pixiu dared not look him in the eye, wiped away her sweat, and weakly said, "Y-I guess so?"

It tried to make amends.

[The milk tea is what you use to recruit your underlings.]

The hamburgers and cola are what you use to bribe the heavenly guards and sneak down to the mortal realm for fun.

【besides……】

"Stop!" A deer interrupted it, sighing and rubbing its forehead in exasperation. "It's my fault for not setting a good example as the leader."

"So all these things are useless?" The Pixiu pouted, looking aggrieved, and said dejectedly, "This beast is so useless; it can't even do such a small thing right."

You Lu couldn't help but chuckle, patting its big head and saying with a smile, "No, these things are all very useful. Look at this—"

He picked up a box of potato chips.

"These potatoes are made with nectar and ambrosia. Eating one slice can strengthen your body, eating two slices can prolong your life, and eating three slices will cure all diseases!"

"And this—" He picked up a pizza and a hamburger, "The flour, meat, and vegetables used in this are all made from spiritual plants and spirit beasts, and it also contains powdered thousand-year-old lingzhi and ginseng to enhance the flavor. It can revive the dead and heal bones!"

"As for the milk tea, it's made with milk from a thousand-year-old spirit beast, rich in spiritual energy—a powerful tonic for the soul!"

Finally, he concluded, "These things are highly sought after even in the heavens, you don't think they'll be forgotten in the mortal realm, do you?"

The Pixiu wiped away its tears. "So the beast didn't mess it up?"

"Of course!" Youlu grinned and said, "These snacks are made using the alchemy techniques I learned from Laozi. They're comparable to divine elixirs; even immortals would say they're delicious!"

The Pixiu, its tears turning to laughter, thought, "As expected, the boss is still the most powerful!"

"That's right, otherwise how could I be your boss?" Youlu raised an eyebrow smugly.

With these snacks, I won't have to worry about accidents happening to the people around me anymore.

The human and the beast carefully put their belongings away. A deer with sharp eyes noticed a hole in the pouch and, chin in hand, said with difficulty, "Although this pouch is just a very ordinary spatial storage bag, it is still a celestial item. A hole like this can't be repaired in the mortal realm."

He couldn't help but think of Fuzhu. A thousand-year-old divine beast, it must possess a great many rare and precious materials; he wondered if it had any materials that could repair the storage bag.

Well, he also needs to think of a way to get Fuzhu to help repair the bags.

I don't know if Fuzhu knows how to do needlework.

Given Meng Tianhong's current physical condition, he should theoretically need at least a year of recuperation to withstand the effects of removing the Gu poison. However, with the food brought back by the Pixiu, he should be able to recover to the point where he can remove the poison within a month at most.

Youlu planned to cure Meng Tianhong of the poison before returning to the capital, so that whether he returned to Nanzhao or went back to Shengjing with them, the journey would be much easier.

While Cang Shuyue was out on patrol, You Lu asked Yin Wu to help invite Meng Tianhong into the room and handed him a small box of potato chips.

The contents of the cardboard box were as thin as cicada wings, golden and crispy. Looking at this unprecedented food, Meng Tianhong asked with suspicion, "Can this really improve your health?"

"A product from Little Deer is guaranteed to be top-notch!" Little Deer assured him, patting his chest, but added, "However, just take one every two days. I'm afraid you'll explode if you take too many."

The human body is too fragile; consuming too much spiritual energy at once can easily cause an explosion.

Meng Tianhong was skeptical, but he took a piece of the so-called "potato chip" and put it in his mouth.

After taking one bite, my hand instantly became self-aware and uncontrollably reached for a second piece.

Youlu slapped his hand away and put away the rest of the potato chips.

Pixiu shook its head: "Potato chips are something you either don't eat at all, or you eat them one after another. Eating only one chip at a time is too painful!"

Meng Tianhong regretfully withdrew his hand, adjusted his breathing to feel his abdomen, and exclaimed in surprise, "It reacted so quickly?!"

"Um..." Youlu avoided eye contact and kindly reminded, "Remember to prepare more jade-shaped paper."

At first, Meng Tianhong didn't understand what he meant. It wasn't until he got up to use the restroom that night, suffering from diarrhea until his legs were weak, that he realized what was going on. Clinging to the wooden door of the outhouse, he gritted his teeth and said, "You little liar, are you trying to save me or hurt me?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than his stomach started rumbling again, so he immediately squeezed his legs together and crawled back into the latrine.

The next day, Meng Tianhong, sporting dark circles under his eyes, found Youlu. His face grim, he pulled out a poisoned needle and, grinding his teeth, threatened menacingly, "Hand over the potato chips!"

Youlu blinked innocently, "You only ate one piece and had diarrhea all night. Are you sure you can handle a second one? This stuff is more than double when you add one, you know."

He patted him on the shoulder again, "I know you're in a hurry, but don't worry. It's because you have too many toxins in your body that you have diarrhea. Once the toxins are cleared out, you won't feel so bad anymore."

Meng Tianhong knew he wasn't lying. Although he had diarrhea all night, he felt much lighter than before, and even his voice was full of energy.

"How much longer do I have to eat?" he asked blankly.

Youlu took his pulse and said, "It's estimated that you'll need six more courses of treatment, which means you'll need to take six more pills."

"I'll trust you one more time." With those words, Meng Tianhong left, his legs trembling.

As Lu watched his weak figure, she rested her chin on her hand and muttered, "If a potato chip is this powerful, then pizza and hamburgers would probably be even more exaggerated. It seems I can't let my darling eat them for now."

brave troops:【……】

Who was used as a guinea pig? The beasts won't say.