Chapter 3150

Chenshu originally thought that Jin Chen's return to simplicity and truth this time, being overly ancient, only restored him to the state he had in the Divine Realm back then.

From the point of being more clingy, it's clear that although Jin Chen used to like clinging to him before, he at least paid attention to timing and occasion; now it's fine—he clings whenever and wherever he wants, completely disregarding whether anyone is around, so Chenshu naturally became more concerned.

After a period of time, although Jin Chen had not yet fully recovered his true self, his sense of chaos had diminished greatly, so he wasn't as clingy.

He began to take interest in the things around him; gradually, the fellow disciples who originally thought the return-to-simplicity Jin Chen senior brother was really beautiful and well-behaved finally realized something was off.

Su Wan Zhao still followed convention, sending junior sisters to give Jin Chen various beauty-nourishing pills and spiritual medicines every seven days. This was a habit she had kept since Jin Chen joined the sect, unwavering through wind and rain, unshaken by thunder.

But perhaps today Chenshu was called away by the Sect Leader to be busy; Jin Chen was a bit bored on Myriad Phenomena Peak and Indestructible Peak. Hearing He Yun mention this, he immediately put his hands behind his back, stood up, and calmly waved his hand: "I'll get it myself."

Jin Chen turned around excitedly and headed toward Hanging Pot Peak.

He Yun thought that since Senior Brother Chenshu had been summoned by the Sect Leader to discuss matters, there really wasn't anything urgent today, so it was fine for the senior brother to go out for a walk. Thinking that, he let Jin Chen stroll off to Hanging Pot Peak on his own.

On Hanging Pot Peak, medicinal fragrance wafted faintly.

Liu Qingqing was drying herbs in the courtyard; seeing Jin Chen arrive, she hurried over and greeted: "Senior Brother Jin Chen!"

"Senior Sister happens to be boiling the herbs; it'll still take a little while, please come in and have a seat."

Jin Chen made a sound of acknowledgment, followed her into the tea room beside the herb hall, took the spiritual tea Liu Qingqing handed him, sipped it—it was sweet but not very tasty.

He furrowed his brow without changing his expression, set the teacup down, and began to look around, propping his chin.

The courtyard of Hanging Pot Peak is large, with various herbs drying everywhere; a few spirit fruit trees are planted in the corners, their branches hanging with heavy fruits. There are also several large vats in the courtyard, filled with unknown medicinal liquids.

Jin Chen's gaze swept across the courtyard, then suddenly fixed on a spot, and he blinked.

Just as Liu Qingqing turned her head to go next door to fetch snacks, when she came back in and looked, Senior Brother Jin Chen was no longer in his seat.

She paused for a moment, thinking perhaps he had just gone out for a walk, so she didn't think much of it and went back to her own tasks.

Su Wan Zhao's furnace of pills had finished after about the time it takes to burn an incense stick. She lifted the lid, checked the color, nodded in satisfaction, and began picking the pills one by one into a jade bottle. Just as she was about to call Liu Qingqing to summon Jin Chen, Liu Qingqing herself rushed in, her expression hard to describe.

"Senior Sister..." Liu Qingqing stammered, "Over at the herb field... there's a little problem."

"What's wrong?" Su Wan Zhao asked, wiping the medicinal residue from her hands with a cloth.

Liu Qingqing said with a complex expression, "You must go see it yourself."

Su Wan Zhao's heart skipped a beat, and she hurried to the herb field.

Then she saw... in the carefully cultivated, rare herb field that had been nurtured for years, Jin Chen held a watering can and was enthusiastically watering each plant.

He watered very conscientiously, making sure each plant was thoroughly soaked to ensure the roots were fully hydrated. Meanwhile, the herbs that should have grown in arid environments—such as the desert-only Scarlet Flame Grass and the drought-needing Withered Glory Vine—were now soaked in excess water, looking as if they were about to drown.

Jin Chen was enjoying himself immensely, even adding a bit of force to make the water droplets spray higher, watching the rainbow hues shine through the droplets in the sunlight.

Su Wan Zhao spent about two breaths' time determining whether the row of herbs, soaked to the point of almost floating, was the batch she had nurtured for three years to reach its current state, then spent another two breaths confirming it was indeed that batch, and on the spot she pinched her own philtrum. "Huh... huh!"

The junior sisters hurried to support her—some patted her back, some handed her a water cup, some reached out to gently pry her hand that was pinching her philtrum away. "Senior Sister, calm down! Senior Sister, calm down!"

Hearing the commotion, Jin Chen turned his head, saw Su Wan Zhao with her hair standing on end from anger, and guiltily hid the watering can behind his back.

But then he immediately thought, "Wait, what do I have to feel guilty about?"

Jin Chen, feeling wronged but not understanding, said sensitively, "Senior Sister, why are you glaring at me? What did I do wrong?"

Su Wan Zhao looked at Jin Chen's innocent, pretty face dotted with a few water droplets, and forced herself to swallow her anger down.

"Not angry, not angry, not angry, not angry. Jin Chen hasn't returned to normal yet, so I can't quarrel with him... but those are top-quality spiritual seed herbs!"

Su Wan Zhao snatched the watering can that Jin Chen had somehow gotten hold of, looked inside, and saw it contained not even mountain spiritual water but ordinary stream water, making her vision go dark.

She Distorted her face, stubbornly squeezing out a smile and saying: "It's fine, you didn't do anything wrong. I came to find you to deliver medicine, why didn't you come in to find me?"

Jin Chen put his hands behind his back, slightly tilted his head, and said matter-of-factly: "You're about to kill those herbs, I came to help you."

Hey, no human knows better than the wood spirit how to cultivate spiritual materials; Jin Chen does good deeds without seeking fame, he's a great contributor.

Su Wan Zhao: "……"

Which of us is the medicine cultivator, ah ah ah ah!

Chenshu? Where is Chenshu? Why hasn't he brought Jin Chen back yet!

She threw two bottles of beauty-nourishing pills at Jin Chen, turned around and sent a spirit-seal voice transmission to Chenshu, her tone so urgent it was as if she had encountered some life-and-death calamity.

Jin Chen saw her complaining, still quite puzzled. He was clearly trying to help, why was Su Wan Zhao getting angry?

Chenshu quickly arrived, after hearing the whole story, and seeing Jin Chen chewing the beauty-nourishing pills, Jin Chen hugged Chenshu from behind, looking rather wronged, burying his face in his back, staying silent.

Chenshu patted the hand Jin Chen had around his own waist, said nothing critical, took responsibility for compensating the spirit stones for those herbs, and also assured Su Wan Zhao that he would look after Jin Chen and not let him randomly water things again.

That night, that night Su Wan Zhao had just turned off the lights and lain down when she heard Liu Qingqing, who had come to visit, say: "Senior sister, have you heard? Chenshu senior brother has opened a small medicine field in the Wanxiang Peak courtyard, specially to water plants for fun for Jin Chen senior brother."

Upon hearing the news, Su Wan Zhao: "……"

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