"Not even a trace?"
Qing Nü asked.
Hong Luan shook her head. "Not even a trace. No matter how I look at him, he's just an ordinary mortal."
"What about this?"
Qing Nü pointed again at the gilded metal ring around Nezha's neck.
"I don't recognize it, but it's a mortal object."
Hong Luan shook her head as she spoke.
After all, she had come down from Heaven. Though she had not spent even a single day there, her discernment was there for all to see. If she said it was a mortal object, then it certainly was one. It seemed to be nothing more than something forged from metals Qing Nü did not recognize.
"Good!"
Qing Nü nodded.
Yet after she said that word, Hong Luan looked utterly astonished and shot her a glance.
"Good?"
"Of course it's good. Since he didn't come from Heaven, then he can be of use to me."
Qing Nü looked at Nezha lying on the bed, his eyes tightly shut and his face pale. She raised a hand slightly, and a speck of spiritual light flowed from her fingertips into Nezha's body.
Hearing Qing Nü's words, Hong Luan quietly nodded.
"Still... you must be careful in all things."
"Don't worry. I cherish my life far too much. I am... someone who won't die."
As she said this, Qing Nü's face brimmed with confidence. Seeing her so certain, Hong Luan could only smile helplessly.
"Stupid Snake..."
With Qing Nü there, Nezha's life was spared for now. But to restore his body to how it had been before still required many preparations.
The medicines Qing Nü had instructed Li Shimin and Li Jing to prepare were swiftly delivered. Yet when Li Shimin personally brought them over, his expression was somewhat hesitant.
Seeing Li Shimin's hesitation,