The sun shone brilliantly today, and the breeze was gentle.
Chen Xun looked tranquil as he painted outside the thatched cottage. Before him stretched a broad, open vista, with the Heavenbreak Great Plain close at hand. The crabapple tree swaying in the wind stood out with exceptional clarity.
Countless towering mountains lay hidden within the distant sea of clouds. One glance was enough to broaden the heart and mind, while past events drifted away like floating clouds and smoke.
"Moo moo~"
Not far away, Black Bull plowed the several hundred mu of fertile fields. It loved eating the rice it grew itself, and every so often it would run over to inspect Chen Xun's painting, offering a few critiques.
Frog Daoist held a Dust-Clearing Grass stem in his mouth and stood with his arms folded, critiquing Black Bull's plowing technique. This frog and bull communicated without the slightest obstacle... and chatted with tremendous enthusiasm.
Little White Spirit also frequently emerged from the teleportation array and flew over, noisily reporting the progress of opening up the Spirit Medicine Garden to its boss, only to receive a vicious scolding from Frog Daoist.
Nangong Hueling sat quietly in a flower field not far from the fertile lands, reading books from the various races that the Chen Family had "scavenged" from all over. Whenever she reached a wonderful passage, a knowing smile would sometimes rise uncontrollably at the corners of her lips.
Ji Zhao, meanwhile, was miserably opening up land atop the mountain peak territory. Chen Xun had told him to work alongside Black Bull, yet the immense task of reclaiming the summit of the Ninety-Ninefold Mountain had fallen entirely upon his shoulders.
From far away, he would occasionally let out a foolish laugh, for he had enclosed a plot of land and planted