Pushing Yue Qingyi along as they strolled, Ye Lin eventually wheeled her into an inn as night deepened.
He himself did not need rest, but Yue Qingyi did.
Yue Qingyi's body was much like that of an ordinary mortal—perhaps even frailer.
So he had to attend to her with meticulous care. He could not afford to overlook something so minor.
Given Yue Qingyi's condition, even a small illness could claim her life.
Back at the Yue Family, the Yue Family's formation nourished her day after day, but things were different outside.
To be honest, the living environment of the Immortal God Realm was deadly to mortals.
No mortal could possibly survive in the Immortal God Realm.
The terrifying gravity alone could crush a mortal into powder in an instant.
Yue Qingyi, however, had been born in the Immortal God Realm, so she had naturally grown accustomed to it.
Yet though she was accustomed to the gravity, her physical condition was worse than that of an ordinary mortal.
These two conditions were quite marvelous.
Quite strange.
"Would the two of you like two rooms, or one?"
The moment they entered the inn, a young man came jogging over.
"One room. It has to be quiet—peaceful, quiet."
"Do you have anything to eat here?"
Ye Lin asked.
"Something to eat?"
The young man was bewildered by Ye Lin's question. All those who spent money at his establishment were cultivators. What did Ye Lin mean by "something to eat"?
Could he mean the kind of food found in the mortal world?
"Uh, yes, we do. We do. I can prepare it for you."
After a brief silence, he immediately nodded.
The customer was king. So long as they had a request, he had to find a way to make it happen.
"Mm. A