The Fairy in Distress, Saved by a Mortal!
It is unknown how long he had been unconscious.
Yaoji's consciousness slowly awoke from the Chaos darkness.
Her eyelids felt as heavy as mountains, and she used all her strength to barely open them a crack.
The first thing I saw was an unfamiliar wooden roof, carrying a faint scent of age.
This is not her Yunhua Palace.
It is not any Heavenly Court abode in the Heavenly Court.
Where is this?
Yaoji woke up instantly and sat up abruptly in bed.
The movement was too violent, aggravating the internal injuries, and a tearing pain came from his internal organs.
"Hmm..."
She couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, her face instantly turning even paler.
He quickly focused his mind, immersing it within his body, and used his Divine Sense to carefully examine himself.
All five internal organs and six bowels are damaged, and immortal power is exhausted.
A cold and violent demonic power, like a leech, still lingered within her immortal body, constantly destroying her life force.
The injuries were more serious than she had imagined.
Fortunately, the foundation wasn't damaged, and it will recover in time.
Only after checking her injuries did she begin to take in her surroundings.
This is a very simple house.
The furnishings are simple, even somewhat plain.
A wooden table, two wooden chairs, and an old wooden cabinet whose age is hard to tell.
A faint herbal scent, mixed with the smell of sunshine, filled the air; it wasn't unpleasant.
She lay on a wooden plank bed, covered with an old but clean quilt.
It looks like the dwelling of an ordinary person.
Did a mortal save him?
This thought flashed through Yaoji's mind.
Just then...
"Squeak--"
The sound of the door being gently pushed open interrupted her thoughts.
Her body tensed instinctively, her phoenix eyes filled with vigilance as she stared intently at the doorway.
Dao Body carrying a ceramic bowl walked in from outside the door.
He was a young man who looked to be around twenty years old.
He was dressed in ordinary coarse linen clothes and was slightly thin.
He wasn't exactly handsome, but he had regular features and a gentle air about him.
He seemed surprised that Yaoji had already woken up, and was momentarily stunned to see her looking at him warily.
Immediately, a gentle and friendly smile appeared on his face.
"Girl, you're awake."
His voice was clear and bright, tinged with a hint of surprise.
Yaoji's expression did not relax in the slightest; she remained vigilant, her clear, cold voice tinged with weakness.
"Who are you?"
Why am I here?
The young man seemed to sense her nervousness and wariness, and did not approach her.
He simply stood there, placed the ceramic bowl in his hand on the wooden table beside him, and then began to explain.
"Don't be afraid, young lady. I am Yang Tianyou, the master of this place."
"A few days ago, on my way back from visiting a friend, I found a girl lying unconscious by the roadside."
"The girl was barely breathing and covered in blood; I couldn't bear to abandon you in the wilderness."
He then took it upon himself to bring the girl home.
Yang Tianyou's explanation was unhurried, sincere, and without the slightest hypocrisy or affectation.
Hearing his explanation, the wariness in Yaoji's eyes gradually faded.
She recalled the scene of her fall.
Exhausted of his immortal power and severely injured, he fell from a great height and then completely lost consciousness.
Having understood the cause and effect, Yaoji let down her last bit of vigilance.
She struggled to sit up and thank the other person.
"Thank you so much for saving my life, Yaoji. I am deeply grateful."
This expression of gratitude comes from the bottom of my heart.
"Girl, lie down quickly!"
Upon seeing this, Yang Tianyou quickly stepped forward to help her.
But halfway through reaching out, I felt that there was a difference between men and women, and it was somewhat inappropriate.
He quickly shrank back, a hint of embarrassment appearing on his face.
"The young lady is seriously injured and should not move around too much."
Seeing his helpless appearance, Yaoji's impression of him improved even more.
He appears to be a kind-hearted, courteous, and upright gentleman.
She didn't insist any further, and lay back down, only speaking sincerely again.
"In any case, I am still very grateful to you for saving my life, young master."
"You flatter me, young lady. It's only right to help someone in distress." "I don't deserve such thanks."
Yang Tianyou waved his hand, looking somewhat embarrassed.
He brought over the bowl of steaming medicinal soup from the table.
"Young lady, your injuries are quite severe. Although I don't know any advanced medical techniques, I've gathered some herbs to strengthen your body and make you a soup."
"Drink this first; it will help you regain some energy."
Yaoji hesitated for a moment when she looked at the bowl of medicine he handed her.
She possessed the body of an immortal, and mortal herbs were utterly ineffective against injuries to her celestial form.
But looking into the other person's sincere and concerned eyes, he just couldn't bring himself to refuse.
Thank you for your help.
She spoke softly and took the bowl of medicine.
Seeing that she had finished drinking, Yang Tianyou smiled with satisfaction and naturally took the empty bowl.
"The girl's injuries are severe; she needs to rest."
"If you don't mind the simplicity of this place, you may stay here until your injuries are fully healed before leaving."
Upon hearing this, Yaoji fell silent.
Should I stay here to recover?
Her first instinct was to refuse.
As the sister of the Heavenly Emperor, of noble birth, what kind of reputation would it have if word got out that she were sharing a room with a mortal man?
But...
The words of refusal reached her lips, but she swallowed them back.
She knows her own situation better than anyone else.
His Magic Power was exhausted, and the demonic power of the Three-Headed Flood Dragon was still raging within him.
Let alone using magic, even walking is difficult.
In the Primordial Wilderness, dangers lurked everywhere.
In his current state, he couldn't even handle ordinary demonic beasts.
If they were to encounter another powerful enemy like the Three-Headed Flood Dragon, or a cultivator with malicious intentions, it would be a situation of certain death!
Then... should we ask our Elder Brother for help?
The thought had barely crossed her mind when she immediately extinguished it.
No!
Absolutely not!
She had secretly slipped away to the mortal realm because she found the Heavenly Court too boring.
If her Elder Brother found out that she not only secretly descended to the mortal realm, but also got herself into such a sorry state, severely injured, and nearly killed...
Given his Elder Brother's temperament, he inevitably received a stern lecture and was confined to his quarters.
After much thought, it seems... staying here is the best option right now.
This mortal named Yang Tianyou seems to be of good heart and a decent person.
Although the thatched hut was simple, it was quiet, just the right place for me to heal my wounds.
It's better to wait until the injuries have healed before sneaking back to Heavenly Court unnoticed, as if nothing had happened.
At that time, everything will return to normal.
only...
It's ultimately somewhat inconvenient for a lone man and woman to be alone in a room.
Seemingly sensing her concerns, Yang Tianyou scratched his head and said somewhat embarrassedly.
"Don't worry, young lady, I... I usually sleep in another room, so I won't disturb your rest."
"I live here all by myself, it's very safe."
Hearing this, Yaoji's last bit of concern disappeared.
She raised her head, looked at Yang Tianyou, and nodded solemnly.
"In that case, I'll have to trouble you, young master."
"Once I have fully recovered, I will repay you handsomely."
Upon hearing this, Yang Tianyou quickly waved his hand and gave a simple, honest smile.
"You're too kind, young lady. You're still injured and need to rest."
"I won't disturb you any longer, young lady. You should get some rest."