Chapter 115.1: Doesn’t Hurt When There’s No Competition (1/2)

Once those words came out, Qing Yu immediately understood that the incident was caused by that fella Little Snow’s jealousy and wanting to get ahead.

Qing Yu’s eyes darkened and her gaze were sharp as knives as they swiveled onto a tiny figure that was thinking of secretly slipping away.

She stretched two fingers out and picked up the toad, bringing it up right before her eyes. The phoenix like eyes narrowed slightly, her voice threatening. “Are you beginning to miss the taste of Double Boiled Snow Toad with rock sugar? Hm?”

Little Snow shivered subconsciously, its eyes filled with undisguised fear.

It could still remember back when it had once secretly gobbled up elixirs that the Mistress had spent an entire night cultivating which threw Qing Yu into such a great fit of anger. In order to teach Little Snow a lesson it would remember deeply, she had actually put the little beast into a pot and….. double boiled it!

She had added rock sugar and a big mess of various herbs, double boiling it for more than a good half of the day, which almost cooked the poor little beast!

Fortunately it was quite a mature Snow Toad and its thick hide and tough flesh prevented it from suffering much harm, but the feeling of slowing being boiled was really tormenting and the taste of all those strange herbs mixed with rock sugar tasted really bad.

Upon hearing that it was in danger of being double boiled once again, Little Snow quickly shook its head violently and put on the most pitiful look it could when its survival instincts kicked in, its short feet that had been kicking as it struggled now not moving at all, looking pathetic like it had been gravely hurt and highly aggrieved.

Qing Yu snorted coldly and said: “The next time I see you bully Meatball again just because you’ve spent a longer period of time with me, I will peel that beautiful skin off your back.”

[Noo!]

Little Snow rushed to nod its head, not daring to raise any objection.]

[What kind of a joke is that? Rather then peel off its skin, it would rather it be thrown into the boiler. Its beautiful skin was the thing it was most proud of.]