Chen Xun raised a brow... Damn.
He had clearly seen through the young girl's thoughts. His expression turned slightly speechless. He knew the races of the Immortal Realm naturally had different standards of beauty, especially young cultivators newly embarked upon the immortal path, who were still at the stage of judging people by their looks.
Yet Chen Xun still handed over the iron shovel with graceful poise. "Hehe, little girl, take it."
"...Thank you."
The little girl emphasized every word as she accepted the iron shovel Chen Xun offered. "This is a thousand-year spirit herb I picked. Consider it an exchange."
With that, she took the shovel, handed over the spirit herb, and left. She actually looked rather valiant and dashing.
This thousand-year spirit herb was in fact five thousand years old. She had risked her life nine times over in the outskirts of a secret realm to pick it, intending to extend her master's life. But the secret realm's heavens and earth were treacherous and bizarre. She had delayed for too long, and by the time she returned, her master had already passed away in meditation.
The wounds hidden beneath her robes had been inflicted because of that very matter.
Roar!
A lion's roar rang out as Little Scarlet shouted furiously, "How dare you not show our big brother respect?! How dare you toss the spirit herb onto the ground and make Xun Bro personally—"
Bang...
Before Little Scarlet could finish, Chen Xun hammered his fist down on its head and said coldly, "Little Scarlet, damn you. No wonder everyone fears us so much—it turns out you lot scared them with those vicious displays. You and Heaven Tyrant can split the blame fifty-fifty. Old Bull, do you agree or not?"
"Moo moo!" Black Bull suddenly understood. So that was