Chapter 2931: Second Life 02

That evening, Chenshu came back from outside and saw Jin Chen lying on the windowsill, gazing toward the Heavenly Horse Garden, looking wistful.

"What's wrong?"

"Master," Jin Chen turned his head, "I want to raise a little foal."

Chenshu walked over and stood beside him.

"The one from Heavenly Horse Garden?"

"Yes." Jin Chen said solemnly.

Chenshu: "Wait until it grows a bit; if you still want to keep it, I'll talk to Heavenly Horse Garden."

Jin Chen's eyes lit up, he lunged forward and grabbed his waist.

"Master is the best!"

Chenshu lowered his head, helplessly twitching the corner of his mouth, "How old are you, still hugging?"

Jin Chen didn't let go.

"You can hug at any age." He said righteously, "Master is my master; I want to hug, so I hug."

Chenshu raised his hand and gently rubbed Jin Chen's head.

——

Jin Chen's ways of annoying other gods were endless and varied.

Once, he passed by the abode of an old god and saw at the doorway a stalk of unknown spirit grass sprouting small yellow flowers, quite lovely.

He crouched down to look for a while, finally couldn't resist, reached out and plucked one flower.

That old god emerged from seclusion, discovered that someone had plucked a flower from the spirit grass he had painstakingly cultivated for eight hundred years, and his beard bristled with rage.

The old god went all the way to Chenshu's presence, pointing at Jin Chen.

"Lord God, you have to control him!"

Chenshu looked at Jin Chen.

Jin Chen stood there, still clutching the little yellow flower in his hand, looking innocent, "I only plucked one."

The old god grew even angrier, blowing his beard and glaring.

"That's the spirit grass I cultivated for eight hundred years! Eight hundred years of painstaking effort!"

Jin Chen lowered his head to look at the flower wilting in his hand, then lifted his gaze to the old god, extending his hand, "I'll give it back to you."

Chenshu looked away, suppressing a laugh.

In the end, the matter concluded with Jin Chen honestly standing guard for three days at the old god's abode entrance.

During those three days, he just stood there, occasionally strolling about, still holding the somewhat wilted little yellow flower, looking pitiful.

The old god came and went from his abode, watching him for three days.

On the third day's evening, the old god finally couldn't bear it anymore, "Alright, alright, alright, don't loiter in front of me, go back quickly."

Jin Chen lifted his head, "You're not angry anymore?"

The old god snorted, lifted his hand to smooth his beard, "Next time don't pluck it; if you want to look, you can come inside."

Jin Chen bowed to him, "Then please give me another flower; I want to plant it in my courtyard."

Old god: "……"

——

Jin Chen's fame in the divine realm grew ever larger.

To the extent that later, when immortals saw him, they would voluntarily step back.

Whichever immortal child was cute, he went to tease.

Whichever divine beast had offspring, he went to see.

Whichever newly brewed immortal wine was opened, he went to mooch.

Whichever elder in seclusion emerged, he ran over to offer congratulations… ah, of course, even though they didn't know him at all.

The divine realm began to circulate a saying: "Guard against demons, guard against monsters, guard against Jin Chen."

Demons, monsters, Jin Chen.

Jin Chen: "???"

Jin Chen heard about it and ran to ask Chenshu.

"Master Master, what does 'guard against demons, guard against monsters, guard against Jin Chen' mean? Am I a bad person?"

Chenshu was reading, not looking up, "No."

"Then why do they say they're guarding against me?"

"Because you're too good at causing a ruckus."

Jin Chen wilted, "What should we do then?"

Chenshu looked at his listless, drooping appearance, a smile flickering in his eyes, "What should we do? Do you want to change?"

Jin Chen shook his head, "No."

"Then don't change."

Chenshu stood up, walked over to him, raised his hand to rub his head, "You are my disciple; in the divine realm, no one dares really to do anything to you."

Jin Chen deeply agreed, "Master is right."

Thus, over time, the gods also figured out the way.

This little ancestor cannot be provoked, and complaining is useless,

——

That day, Chenshu said he would take Jin Chen to the Eight Wastelands.

"What place is the Eight Wastelands?" Jin Chen asked.

"Beyond the Six Realms." Chenshu said, "The place left behind after the old gods fell is rich in Spiritual Power, suitable for your cultivation."

Jin Chen, full of enthusiasm, rushed over and hugged Chenshu, asking, "Is there any danger?"

Chenshu, held by him, poked his forehead with a fingertip, "No problem, I'm here."

The Eight Wastelands is indeed a miraculous place.

Jin Chen was mesmerized as soon as he landed, looking around in all directions, his eyes not enough.

"Master, Master, what mountain is that?"

"Glazed Glass Mountain."

"And what about that river over there?"

"Weak Water."

"I want to go see it!"

"First go see the master of this place."

Jin Chen wilted a bit, "Alright."

They hadn't walked long before they met the divine official who came to greet them.

The divine official respectfully led them to a floating palace in the air, saying that High God Wen Cang was already waiting inside.

Chenshu nodded and said to Jin Chen, "Wait here, feel free to play around."

Jin Chen wondered, "Can't I go in?"

"High God Wen Cang is solitary and doesn't like meeting strangers."

"Alright then." Jin Chen nodded obediently, already attracted by the spiritual herb beside him, yet pretending to be reluctant, "I'll just wait here for you."

Chenshu looked at him, understanding, "Don't run around."

"I won't run around!"

"Although the Spiritual Power here is abundant, it's also dangerous; there are places I can't take you to, and you shouldn't go there."

"I know, I know."

Jin Chen pushed him, "Master, hurry up, it's not good to keep people waiting."

Chenshu looked at him for a few seconds, then turned and walked into the palace.

Jin Chen stood in place, watching his back disappear.

"Finally he's gone!"

He pulled out a bamboo leaf he'd somehow obtained, held it in his mouth, and stepped out to sneak away.

"I'll just wander around, not run around, just wander."