Chapter 2880

The storage room of the Quick Transmigration Bureau is always filled with strange and odd things.

During the days Ling Gun Gun was left to rest in the Bureau, it was really bored and anxious.

Bai Ze kept a close watch on it, not allowing it to run around, nor to disturb Jin Chen while carrying out missions.

All day it either ate or slept, or else was held by Bai Ze who stroked its fur, after which it would wander about, touching this and looking at that.

That afternoon, Ling Gun Gun leisurely strolled to the front of the shelf at the innermost side of the storage room.

This shelf was different from the others; the others were piled with various mission props and energy blocks, but this shelf was covered with a semi-transparent energy shield.

Ling Gun Gun had rested again, now in a chubby, juvenile form; it toddled over on its short legs, curious, and sniffed at the energy shield with its nose. Inside was a piece of red jade.

It looked delicious.

There's nothing that this pixiu adult can't touch!

Ling Gun Gun poked the energy shield, adjusted the angle, moved to another spot and looked again; on the edge of the red jade there was a tiny tooth mark.

It stared at that tooth mark for a long time, and confusion gradually welled up in its bean-like eyes.

This tooth mark…… why does it look somewhat familiar?

Just as it was thinking that, the storage room door slid open.

Bai Ze saw Ling Gun Gun lying in front of the shelf, eyebrows slightly raised, 'Running around again?'

Ling Gun Gun jumped and pounced into Bai Ze's embrace, claws tugging at his chest clothing, then pointed at the piece of red jade.

"Boss, what is this thing!"

Bai Ze held it as he walked to the shelf, raised his hand to remove the energy shield, picked up the jade, and gently rubbed the tooth mark with his fingertip.

"This…… is something you bit."

Ling Gun Gun: "?"

Wait a moment.

It seems I remember now.

That day……

——

The God Realm has been unsettled lately.

Of course, this unrest is relative.

God Venerable Chenshu has been inspecting the three thousand realms for over a month, and did not bring along his family's little ancestor.

Thus that meddlesome little god lord completely let loose, wandering all day through the mansions of various god lords, causing chickens to fly and dogs to leap wherever he went.

God Realm, beside the lotus pond.

"Me?"

By the lotus pond, Jin Chen rose from the recliner, his black hair half-bound with a jade pin, the rest falling over his shoulders, making his face, which lay between youth and adulthood, look ever more handsome; between his brows bore an innate nobility and indulgence.

In his hand he still held a freshly peeled lotus seed, his handsome, upward-slanting peach-blossom eyes glancing toward the lotus pond's edge, where a timid golden carp little immortal reported nervously.

"Did I destroy the Moon God's Looking Immortal Platform?"

Jin Chen tossed a plump, clear-sweet lotus seed from the pod into his mouth, chewed twice, and said, "Which blindfolded gossip is this?"

The golden carp little immortal shrank into the water, exposing only half its head.

"Little god lord, it wasn't me who said it…… it was the immortal child of the Moon God Palace spreading the word, saying that you passed by the Looking Immortal Platform a few days ago, only stayed a short while, and the nine spirit pearls supporting the Embrace Moon Array behind the platform lost their luster, three shattered, and the remaining six suffered great damage to their spirituality."

The golden carp little immortal looked with heartache at the lotus pod ravaged by Jin Chen, feeling distressed and twitching.

"The Moon Goddess is furious, working through the night to repair it; the list of spiritual stones needed for the repair has already been sent to the Main God Hall."

Jin Chen casually tossed the lotus stalk back into the pond, stood up, and put on a stern expression.

"How strange, it wasn't me, why is the Moon God blaming me for this too?"

On his shoulder, the little pixiu let out a sound, stood up alongside him, and tugged at his collar with its claws.

Jin Chen tilted his head, locking eyes with those black, shiny bean-like eyes, and asked, "Have I recently been looking for trouble with the Moon God?"

Ling Gun Gun shook its head, making its ears flap with a pat-pat sound.

No! My master has been well-behaved lately.

Besides stealing the Food God's newly made snacks, the spiritual herbs just planted by the Flower God, and making off with half of the incense dew prepared by the Hundred Fragrance God, I really didn't do anything out of the ordinary.

Jin Chen nodded satisfactorily, stepped out, 'Bold, how dare an immortal frame me.'

——

In the days that followed, the Divine Realm became utterly lively.

Wherever Jin Chen went, trouble would soon follow; it was practically 'Wherever Jin Chen goes, disaster follows.'

Jin Chen passed by the Flower God's garden, sat in the pavilion for less than half an incense stick's time, and drank a cup of the hundred-flower dew personally brewed by the Flower God.

The next day, the Flower God discovered that thirty mu of spirit immortal flowers were missing from the garden, roots and stems gone, leaving only a neat row of small pits on the ground.

Jin Chen went to the Food God's palace to visit, and made off with the Food God's newly researched delicacy—of course, it was the Food God who, smiling, gave it to him willingly.

As a result, when the Food God checked the storehouse that night, he found three baskets of six-thousand-year-old lingzhi and five jars of jade honey missing.

Jin Chen stayed a while in the Hundred Fragrance God's incense pavilion, commenting that the newly blended fragrance was too faint.

The Hundred Fragrance God turned around and discovered that the screen carved from thousand-year divine wood in the incense pavilion had a corner gnawed off by someone, with fine tooth marks left on the edge.

The most outrageous was the Jade Purity Hall.

Jin Chen didn't even go inside; he merely passed by the hall's gate and greeted the immortal child guarding the door.

As a result, the next day, the jade tablet enshrined in the Jade Purity Hall was missing a corner.

For a time, the Divine Realm was thrown into panic.

Wherever the little god Jin Chen's silhouette had appeared, all the immortals trembled with fear, hurriedly checking whether their treasures had been harmed.

As it turned out, quite a few actually won the prize.

The aggrieved parties did not dare to directly seek Jin Chen; sound-transmitting jade tokens flew toward the Main God Hall like snowflakes.

Chenshu was absent; Bai Ze took charge of affairs, seeing the case pile up like a mountain on the desk, and the ever-increasing stack of sound-transmitting jade tokens and complaint lists, he felt his brow throbbing repeatedly.

That day, Bai Ze could no longer bear it, grabbed a stack of evidence, and found Jin Chen's usual residence in the hall's backyard.

In the courtyard, Jin Chen was training Ling Gun Gun.

Training content: how to roll more roundly.

"Come roll over," Jin Chen squatted on the ground, holding a stalk of spirit grass, beckoning to the little pixiu not far away, "Yes, yes, just roll like that, no wobbling."

Ling Gun Gun let out a yelp, strained to curl itself into a ball, and rolled in a circle on the ground with a clattering sound.

Halfway through, its round body wobbled, nearly bumping into the stone bench beside it.

Jin Chen sighed, reached out to scoop it back, poked its soft belly, and said, "How have you gotten so round lately? You really ought to train—don't get so fat before even transforming that I can't carry you."

Ling Gun Gun let out two aggrieved yelps, rubbed its face with its paws, and its bean‑like eyes were full of innocence.

When Bai Ze walked in, this was exactly what he saw.

He stood silently at the courtyard gate, looked at the stack of heavy jade tokens in his hand, then at Jin Chen training the pixiu to roll, and suddenly understood something.

Jin Chen sensed the movement, glanced back at him, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Bai Ze tucked the jade tokens into his sleeve, glared, and scolded him, "Lately the Master is absent from the God Realm—don't act lawlessly and recklessly."

Jin Chen pursed his lips, covered his ears, and turned his back on him.

"I won't listen, I won't listen," Bai Ze chanted a sutra.

Bai Ze: "..."

He lowered his eyes, and the little pixiu looked over pitifully.

Bai Ze walked over, bent down, picked up Ling Gun Gun, gently stroked its back with his fingertips, and said, "I'll take Gun Gun out to play for a while."

Jin Chen clicked his tongue, stood up, shook grass off his clothes, and said, "Maybe it's you who's been feeding it fat."

"Hey! Where are you taking Gun Gun?" Jin Chen called from behind.

"Just taking it to play." Bai Ze didn't turn back, his voice drifting over, "So it doesn't stay here and have some blockhead teach weird things."

Jin Chen: "..."

He made a face at Bai Ze's back, then turned and picked up the spirit ball, idly tossing it up and down as he began to ponder something else.

He wasn't the type to swallow his anger.

Having been wronged, and wronged repeatedly, he couldn't swallow this anger; he decided to personally seize the thief.

But he alone wasn't enough; he needed an assistant.

Earth God Hall.

Earth God Tenggu sat at the stone table in the courtyard, holding a game piece, while opposite him Lu Jun frowned at the board, the atmosphere warm.

Jin Chen sauntered in and saw this scene.

Jin Chen, the little divine lord who hadn't seen his own Master in many days, couldn't stand this.

He casually pulled a spirit pearl he usually played with from his sleeve pouch and flicked it with his fingertip.

Whoosh—crack!

"Ouch!"

Lu Jun clutched his head and jumped up, turning back angrily, "Who!"

Jin Chen swayed in, tossing another spirit pearl in his hand, smiling with eyes curved, "Playing chess? You really have leisure and elegance."

Tenggu lifted his head, saw it was him, the corners of his lips curving into a warm smile, set down his piece and rose, "Little Divine Lord, why have you come to my Earth God Hall today?"

Jin Chen was relatively courteous to Tenggu, making a proper bow.

But his words were not polite.

"Just passing by, I'd like to borrow your dragon for a bit."

Having said that, he waved at Lu Jun, the gesture resembling a summons for a spirit pet.

Lu Jun stood there with a dark face, unmoving, "Every time you look for me, it's nothing good."

Jin Chen raised an eyebrow, took out three pieces of lingzhi from his sleeve, weighed them in his hand, and said, "Three pieces of millennium lingzhi."

Having just passed the transformation stage, Lu Jun, who needed top‑tier spirit items to consolidate his cultivation and dragon form: "..."

Damn it! How does this guy Jin Chen always have these things that dragons can't refuse in his hand!

Lu Jun turned his head to look at Tenggu, his eyes full of desire.

Tenggu chuckled, reached out to touch his dragon horn, and said, "Go on, don't cause too much trouble."

Lu Jun darted to Jin Chen's side, cleared his throat, put on a stern face, and said, "Spit it out—what's the matter this time?"

Jin Chen shoved the lingzhi into his hand, hooked his arm around his shoulder, and walked out, lowering his voice as they went.

Outside the Earth God Hall, Jin Chen explained the whole story.

Lu Jun nibbled the lingzhi while listening; after finishing, he wiped his mouth and said, "So you suspect someone deliberately framed you?"

"Not suspicion, but certainty."

Jin Chen gave a cold snort, "I, as a blockhead, act boldly and take responsibility—if it wasn't me, nobody should try to pin it on me."

Lu Jun thought it over, nodded, and said, "Alright, how do we set it up?"

Jin Chen's eyes shifted, he leaned close to his ear and whispered a few sentences.

After Lu Jun heard it, his expression was a little subtle:

"Are you sure… this will work?"

"Let's give it a try."

Lu Jun thought it over and felt it was feasible.

The Earth God's Treasure Pavilion has layered defenses, but with him and Jin Chen as a decoy to lure the thief, the success rate is not small.

"All right! Let's do it!"

"Lu Jun rubbed his palms together, quite excited, as if fearing the world would stay peaceful."

"With the plan set, Mu Tou and Long immediately took action."

"Jin Chen was responsible for spreading the news, and was to go play in the Earth God's Treasure Pavilion."

"Lu Jun, meanwhile, went back to confer with Eternal Breath and make the preparations."

"A few days later, Jin Chen and Lu Jun actually swaggered over to the Treasure Pavilion."

"They toured the pavilion, and Jin Chen even offhandedly evaluated the quality of the treasures on the shelves, leaving the guarding celestial boy so angry he dared not speak."

"Ling Gun Gun lay on Jin Chen's shoulder, curiously looking around, not understanding why his master was in the mood to wander about here today."

"However…… it sniffed, and was hungry again."

"Ling Gun Gun patted Jin Chen's cheek, 'Yi yi.'"

"Jin Chen casually lifted it from his shoulder, set it on the ground, and said, 'Go play, don't run far; I'll come back to find you shortly.'"

"Ling Gun Gun flashed and darted into the nearby spiritual herb thicket, vanishing from sight."