After rebirth, the eldest sister voluntarily abdicated and gave way to the wise.

Chapter 508 The Son Returns

The girl put on a flattering expression, quickly gave Qingzhi a look, then twisted her body to block Qingzhi's way, and smiled at the waiter, "No way, how could we possibly renege on our debt? It's just that my careless brain forgot to bring any money with me when I left home. Look, my younger brother is strong and healthy, we can leave him here to chop wood and carry water. We'll leave whenever this meal is paid off, how about that?"

The waiter shrugged at the young man and said, "Is this your brother? He looks like he's got no muscle at all. Chopping wood and carrying water are hard labor. Can he even do it?"

The girl's ingratiating smile remained unchanged as she pointed to herself: "How about I sell alcohol for your shop?"

"Well..."

Qingzhi grabbed the girl's finger and forcefully pulled it down. He raised his eyes and stared coldly at the waiter, making the waiter's legs tremble and he almost knelt down.

Damn, this kid's aura is too strong!

Qingzhi said, "I'll do it, to pay off the debt. It's me who owes you money for the meal, it has nothing to do with my little... sister!"

Xiao Er's imposing manner had already been completely suppressed by the coldness of his glare, and he dared not show his power again. He hurriedly ran to inform the master of the matter and took Qingzhi to the backyard to chop firewood.

When he returned, Yao Yao tossed a piece of silver into his arms.

The girl smiled broadly and nodded with great satisfaction: "Waiter, you did a great job! Get me a superior room, and the rest is yours."

The waiter had already changed his demeanor completely, approaching with a grin and speaking to the girl in a very familiar tone: "Miss, is he really your brother? Your biological brother?"

The girl raised a delicate eyebrow and crossed her arms: "Doesn't look like it?"

"How is he similar?" the waiter chuckled. "I think this young man is more like your lover's younger brother! Otherwise, why would you bother with him?"

The girl's face flushed instantly. She picked up her wine jug and strode out, saying, "Remember to have my brother prepare hot bathwater for my room!"

"I know!"

Qingzhi was completely unaware of their conversation. At this moment, he was holding the axe in a daze, and for a long time he couldn't understand why he, who should have been fighting his way through the secret realm and searching for ancient treasures, was here chopping wood for a little-known, run-down wine shop.

He is the most talented disciple of the Sword Peak of the Heavenly Dry Sect, a noble young master from a prestigious family!

"What's wrong, young man? You've never used an axe before and you don't know how to chop wood?" An old woman carrying a large basin of washed clothes came in through the back gate. When she saw Qingzhi staring at the axe, she chuckled and kindly came over to help.

Qingzhi felt a heat behind his ears and stammered, unsure of what to say.

He'd never actually chopped wood before, but he could easily cut down a row of ancient trees.

However, my junior sister said that once you reach the mortal realm, in order to avoid causing panic, you should avoid using immortal techniques unless you are catching demons, so as not to disrupt the balance between the two realms.

He had absolutely no idea what force to use, what shape to split the wood into, or what techniques to use to split it.

The old lady was a very kind-hearted person. Seeing that the young man was shy, she put down the wooden basin that held the clothes and personally demonstrated to him how to use a bucket to draw water from the well, and how to use the chopped firewood to light a pot of steaming hot water.

Qingzhi could do all of these things with just a flick of his finger in the Tianqian Sect, but if he really acted like an ordinary person, he would have to do everything step by step. Especially when it came to starting a fire, he couldn't even get the fire going. He actually felt that he was quite useless compared to these ordinary people who couldn't even kill a chicken.

They are so fragile that a simple cold could kill them, yet they manage to find every possible way to stubbornly continue, their lives going on and on. It's truly...

Qingzhi couldn't say what it really meant.

But while heating bathwater for a distinguished guest mentioned by the waiter, he suddenly discovered that his bottleneck had loosened.

Before he could even feel happy, the waiter urged him to quickly carry the bathwater upstairs.

He learned quickly and worked efficiently. Chopping wood, carrying water, and starting a fire were all done methodically. What should have been three days' work was completed in half a day. The employer was overjoyed and wanted to ask Qingzhi if he was willing to work there permanently, offering to pay double the wages. However, when he saw Qingzhi's leisurely and elegant demeanor as he poured tea and drank water, he swallowed his words and instead told him to rest and come for dinner.

Qingzhi did not respond immediately, but instead asked his junior sister.

He's been working here for most of the day, and his junior sister hasn't come to check on him at all, not even to offer a few words of praise. Why is she nowhere to be seen?

He was worried, but his employer told him that his junior apprentice sister had already sat down at the table and started drinking and eating meat, enjoying herself immensely.

Filled with anger mixed with inexplicable grievances, he immediately strode into the front hall.

Seeing his junior sister drinking heartily from the wine jug, his angry expression suddenly froze, and the next second he changed from walking to running, rushing to the girl's side.

"Sister, are you hurt?"

The girl paused in pouring the wine, then chuckled and said, "Why would you ask that?"

The boy's expression turned serious: "There's a smell of blood on you."

The girl casually took a sip of the sweet peach blossom wine: "It was just that when I was stealing the wine, I was chased for three blocks and accidentally scratched the rim of the wine jar. I got some of the smell on myself, but it's already healed. It's nothing serious, don't worry."

Qingzhi didn't quite believe her nonsense, but the thought that she might really have been chased for three blocks and injured made him very angry.

I wish I could drag out those guys who were chasing after my junior sister and crush their hands and feet.

He was furious at his junior sister's behavior of stealing other people's wine. If she wanted to drink it, she could have asked him. He could have just worked a few more days. Anyway, they couldn't go to the secret realm. What would be wrong with staying in the mortal realm for a few more days?

"Let me see your injury." He pulled the girl into an empty room.

"No, men and women shouldn't touch each other, and besides, he's already fully recovered, how could anyone tell?"

"Let me see your injury!" The boy remained unmoved, unusually stubborn, clearly determined to get what he wanted.

The girl was about to refuse when the boy's eyes suddenly darkened. Before she could react, he accurately located the spot on her body with the strongest smell of blood and quickly pulled open the gauze covering her right shoulder.

The jagged, winding wounds, as if brutally bitten by some monster, were suddenly exposed to the boy.

The boy's breath hitched, and in the next instant, his eyes suddenly turned bloodthirsty red.

He gripped her gauze dress tightly, his voice as cold as ice: "Junior Sister, is this what you meant by being fully healed?"

"You lied to me."