Quick Wear: I Became the Savior of the Doomsday

After calming down, Zhong Suhan realized that his uncle seemed to be troubled by inner demons as well. He looked up at Fu Qing, then set his gaze on Jin Lu.

Jinlu raised his eyebrows, not knowing why this unpleasant kid was looking at him.

"Master's inner demon..."

"If you have nothing to do, get out of here." Jinlu interrupted Zhong Suhan directly, frowned, and gathered strength in his palms, as if he would hit you if you asked again.

Fu Qing hadn't expected Zhong Suhan to ask this out of the blue. She was stunned for a moment, then smiled and let her come forward. He raised his hand and placed it on the top of her head. "It's just some old things. My inner demons don't have much of an impact on me. Don't worry. Go back and have a good rest."

"Yes." Zhong Suhan took out a few large, red peaches from the bag and placed them on the table. "My master took me to the neighboring sect to pick them. I don't know what kind of spiritual peach they are, but they are so fragrant."

Fu Qing suddenly felt a headache. "He's really brave. Never mind, I'll just pick it. I'll have someone send some apology gifts over some other day. You go and have some rest."

"Yes." After bowing, Zhong Suhan took the peach and went to find Wen Chi. As expected, he saw Ji Yuan there. The two of them were sitting around a small clay pot with syrup boiling in it.

Wen Chi used his spiritual power to take out the boiled syrup, added juices of different colors in the air to change its color, and then repeatedly pulled the syrup until it cooled to a certain degree before shaping it into the shapes of various small animals.

He has a deft hand and the little animals he makes are lifelike. The feathers of birds and the scales of snakes and dragons are all perfectly detailed and crystal clear, as if they were carved from gems.

Ji Yuan likes beautiful things, and the things made by Wen Chi are both beautiful and delicious, so he can’t put them down.

Zhong Suhan thought about it and decided not to go into the yard to disturb their world of two. He handed the two peaches to the boy who was cleaning outside the yard, asked him to help pass on the peaches, and then went to Xinghai's small yard.

There are not many flowers and plants in Xinghai's small courtyard. There is only a Tianxiajin planted in the corner of the wall, which is easy to grow. There is a rockery as decoration. Next to the rockery is a square stone table, and on the stone table is a set of sky blue ice-cracked ceramic tea sets.

"Senior sister is here." Xinghai was wearing a light blue chest-length skirt, a warm yellow half-sleeve collar, and a light pink gauze shawl today. Her hair accessories were mostly tassels.

She was dressed formally and appropriately. Zhong Suhan was slightly startled. "Are you going out?"

"Today is the day to collect debts." Xinghai stepped forward, took her arm, and walked out together. "Good sister, do you want to come with me?"

"No, my physical condition has improved, and now I have to make the most of my time to practice." Zhong Suhan declined politely. After giving the peach to Xinghai, he returned to his bamboo forest and began to practice in seclusion.

With Maotu by her side, her inner demons were suppressed, and her cultivation speed could be described as rapid. In just three years, she reached the late stage of fusion.

During these three years, from the initial heavenly thunder tribulation that made everyone busy and flustered, to each subsequent tribulation, they could eat and drink calmly, and were too lazy to repair the places damaged by the heavenly thunder.

Xiang Yuyang was worried about the money at first, and was calculating the cost of repairs with his abacus. Now it was completely ruined. Even if it was repaired, it would be destroyed again. So he decided to wait until his senior sister finished her retreat before repairing it completely.

It was this idea that caused Zhong Suhan to be shocked by the dilapidated state of the sect when he came out of seclusion. The trees were scorched, the ground was bumpy, and the plaques were crumbling.

She quickly found Xiang Yuyang and asked, "Yuyang, are there any enemies coming to visit?"

Xiang Yuyang said expressionlessly: "No."

"Then why is the sect in such a state of disrepair? Have we finally gone bankrupt?"

"It's not bankrupt either." Xiang Yuyang said, "It's you, Senior Sister."

"Me?" Zhong Suhan was confused. "What's wrong with me?"

"Sister, your advancement is really too fast. The thunder strikes every few days. My repair speed can't keep up with the speed of the thunder. I will just wait until you finish your training before repairing it."

Zhong Suhan's mouth twitched. Oh my god, it was still her fault.

Xiang Yuyang continued, "It's okay, Senior Sister. Ji Yuan has made rapid progress in the past three years. She is now in the late Jindan stage."

"How about you and Xinghai? Have you been okay these past three years?" Zhong Suhan raised his hand and stroked Xiang Yuyang's head like he did when they were little. "How are you and Xinghai?"

"Although fewer people are going down to the secret realm, we are a small family and can still make a living. I am doing okay, and it is the same over in Xinghai. Don't worry, Senior Sister."

Zhong Suhan felt relieved after hearing Xiang Yuyang's words. Suddenly, he realized that he didn't mention Wen Chi, so he asked again. However, he saw that his junior brother was hesitant, and his heart suddenly rose.

"What happened to Wen Chi?"

"Wen Chi...Wen Chi..." Xiang Yuyang hesitated, then finally steeled himself and spoke through gritted teeth, "Senior Sister, a few days ago, Wen Chi and Ji Yuan went down to the secret realm and ran into Ming Qiu. Ji Yuan was furious at Ming Qiu's betrayal and went to demand an explanation, but unexpectedly, he attacked with a palm strike, which Wen Chi blocked. Now his veins are all shattered, and Senior Jinlu is nursing him in a medicinal bath like a living dead."

Zhong Suhan paused for a moment, his mind filled with the image of Wen Chi making sugar flowers for Ji Yuan, and Ji Yuan watching the sugar flowers taking shape in his hands. He ran towards Wen Chi's courtyard, and before he even entered, he could smell the strong aroma of medicine.

The small courtyard that was originally filled with medicinal herbs now only has a wooden barrel left in the center. Inside the barrel is Wen Chi, who is wearing a white inner garment and has her eyes closed as if she is asleep. Her long black hair hangs down and floats on the water.

Ji Yuan was leading the way, his red round-necked robe still not worn properly, with none of the buttons on the front buttoned and one corner folded down, his usual playful and frivolous look gone.

Her face was solemn, and she looked at Wen Chi with a look of pain and struggle. When she heard Zhong Suhan coming, she said, "Senior Sister, why, why did he block that palm for me?"

"Ayuan——"

"He clearly knew, clearly knew how powerful that palm strike was." Ji Yuan lowered his head, resting it painfully on the edge of the wooden barrel. His body slowly slid down and hunched over on the ground. "If only I hadn't questioned Ming Qiu. If I hadn't questioned him, Wen Chi wouldn't have blocked that palm strike for me, and he wouldn't have... It's all my fault, it's all me..."

Zhong Suhan ran forward and hugged Ji Yuan in her arms, stopping her from constantly blaming herself. "No, it's Senior Sister's fault. If I had listened to Uncle Shi from the beginning and kept my distance from Ming Qiu... It's not your fault, Ayuan. It's not your fault. It's Senior Sister's fault."

"Wuwuwu..." Ji Yuan, who had not cried since Wen Chi's accident, could not help crying under the comfort of Zhong Suhan, "Senior sister, what should I do? Senior Jinlu said that Wen Chi might never wake up! What should I do, senior sister, wuwuwu..."

"There will be a way, there will be a way!"