"A Soul-Nourishing True Pill?" Qin Hao's eyes lit up.
"Chirp, chirp!" The Cloudwing Beast grew excited too.
Over the past month, although Venerable Hun Yan had been suppressing the Cloudwing Beast's injuries,
its divine soul still suffered bouts of searing pain, leaving it badly tormented.
Now that they had the Soul-Nourishing True Pill, the Cloudwing Beast could recover completely.
"Brother Lin!"
Qin Hao stepped forward and cupped his hands. "I'm Qin Hao. Thank you for delivering the pill, Brother Lin. I'll remember this favor."
Lin Zhang stiffly turned his head, slowly looking at Qin Hao.
"You're Qin Hao?" Lin Zhang enunciated each word, his face turning faintly green.
"I am." Qin Hao was puzzled. Lin Zhang seemed to be in a foul mood. "Brother Lin, are you feeling unwell?"
"Whew."
Lin Zhang exhaled softly. "I'm fine. This is the pill you wanted."
With that, Lin Zhang handed the pill to Qin Hao.
Qin Hao hurriedly accepted it. At the same time, the Cloudwing Beast stretched its head over, gazing expectantly at the Soul-Nourishing True Pill in his hand.
"Little One, it's yours!"
Qin Hao took out the Soul-Nourishing True Pill and gave it to the Cloudwing Beast without hesitation.
"Chirp, chirp!"
The Cloudwing Beast opened its mouth and swallowed it directly, then began refining it.
Beside him, Lin Zhang watched dumbfounded as the Cloudwing Beast swallowed the Soul-Nourishing True Pill. "You—you gave a Soul-Nourishing True Pill to a monster?"
"Chirp!!!"
The Cloudwing Beast shot Lin Zhang a fierce look, but just then, the Soul-Nourishing True Pill took effect, and it immediately resumed refining it.
Seeing this, Lin Zhang swallowed. "That's a heaven-grade pill! Qin Hao, you wastrel!"
"The Cloudwing Beast is my brother. It was injured saving me."
Qin Hao shook his head.
"Never mind a heaven-grade pill—even if it