"Miss, please donât act rashly. This may be a misunderstanding..."
Seeing the woman suddenly attacking him and hearing her accusatory words, Chen Changâan instantly realized something was wrong.
It was no wonder he found it odd that there were so many spirit grasses everywhere, but no powerful spiritual beasts to guard them. It turned out, he had stumbled into someone elseâs herbal garden.
As for that Spirit Grass, without asking, he knew he must have taken someone elseâs planted herbs.
Whatâs more horrifyng was that the girl attacking him exuded ancient and profound power, surrounded by flowing immortal aura. She was clearly a mature Nine Heavens Profound Immortal, with a hint of almost stepping into the level of Immortal Monarch.
What the hell was happening?
Chen Changâan could no longer act rashly. With his current strength, he would stand no chance against a Nine Heavens Profound Immortal. This was a chilling realization!
"Humph! Thereâs nothing to explain! You little thief, you stole the spiritual medicine from the Qingyu Divine Mountain, thatâs a fact! Are you still trying to deceive me?
Die!"
Enraged, Zhantai Xinyan didnât pay any attention to Chen Changâanâs explanations.
This criminal, despite having ironclad evidence against him, not only refused to confess but even attempted to deceive her!
He deserved to die!
A flash of the sword, and in the blink of an eye, the sword light was in front of Chen Changâan, which he narrowly avoided.
After evading the attack, Chen Changâan quickly increased the distance between him and the girl, and then attempted to explain once more.
If he really couldnât explain, Chen Changâan had already decided to just leave. As for this girlâs kindness, he would remember it.
However, just as Chen Changâan was preparing to speak again, he saw that Zhantai Xinyan had suddenly stopped pursuing him.
She threw her sword to the ground, sat down, hugged her legs and buried her head in her knees, and began to sob.
She cried, and although her sobbing was soft, Chen Changâan could still hear it.
"Ah...what?"
This left Chen Changâan somewhat speechless.
Chen Changâan was powerful, capable of wiping out major sects and defeating the Ancient Ling Immortal Monarch, but in the face of this scene, he felt a bit helpless.
"Miss, donât cry. Itâs just a few strands of Spirit Grass, is it really worth all this..?"
Chen Changâan slowly approached Zhantai Xinyan, but before he could offer her more comfort, he saw her tear-streaked face suddenly jump up.
Furious, she pointed at Chen Changâan and sobbed, "You thief, what do you know? We...we all depend on these few strands of Spirit Grass to keep Master Zhao in our sect. Without them, if Master Zhao Dan gets angry and leaves Qingyu Divine Mountain, how will the sisters on the mountain survive?"
Zhantai Xinyanâs words left Chen Changâan even more confused. He really didnât understand why a few strands of Spirit Grass could make it impossible for this girlâs sect to survive here.
What Chen Changâan didnât know was that it wasnât just ordinary Spirit Grass that he had just consumed. It was Immortal Herbs that had been cultivated to contain a great deal of immortal power.
Immortal Herbs, werenât they precious!
"Without a Pill Master, thatâs always been our weakest point. My sister had been worried about it for many years. Now that we finally have a Pill Master to help stabilize the sect, but the immortal grass is taken away by you, a thief, Iâm really angry with you!"
Zhantai Xinyan looked towards the sky, holding back tears of frustration, and once again drew her sword and pointed it at Chen Changâan.
Looking at this scene, Chen Changâan felt that a fight was imminent.
At this point, feeling the gradual recovery of his foundation from the nourishing internal medicines, Chen Changâan couldnât make any reckless moves.
Moreover, it was indeed because of his actions that Qingyu Divine Mountain was now in crisis.
He didnât know what to do for a moment.
"Miss, put down your sword first..."
Chen Changâan gestured to the sharp sword in Zhantai Xinyanâs hand and slowly said, "Miss, can you tell me exactly whatâs troubling you? Maybe I can help..."
"You?" Zhantai Xinyan stared at Chen Changâan in disbelief. He was in a ragged state, teetering on his feet. Clearly, he was barely hanging on.
Zhantai Xinyan assumed that Chen Changâan was making fun of her, which further fueled her anger, "You thief, are you still trying to trick me?"
"You really think I wouldnât dare to kill you?"
"Miss, Iâm not lying to you."
"Look at this.." As Chen Changâan faced Zhantai Xinyanâs anger, he was not upset, but simply held out his palm, showing it to Zhantai Xinyan.
At this moment, in the center of Chen Changâanâs palm, a wisp of golden flame was rising and falling.
"Elixir Qi?!"
Upon seeing the palm that Chen Changâan extended, Zhantai Xinyan exclaimed in surprise.
Because the Elixir Qi was only present in those who practiced alchemy!