That wasn't difficult. Wen Xu immediately shared what he had just been thinking.
Chen Zui said, "I see. Ever since you returned from the Mortal Realm, you really have relaxed quite a bit compared to before. It's good that you can find your rhythm again now."
Bian Chunchou: ...As expected, grind kings never have any self-awareness. He's still reflecting on how he hasn't grinded hard enough? Wen Xu-Xu saying he has no ambition was actually pretty accurate.
Come to think of it, he truly did not have an especially fierce desire to chase higher cultivation. What drove him onward was more the joy of improving together with his friends. Bian Chunchou thought, Could I really be a complete salted fish?!
On the Rack
If this had happened to someone prone to endless self-consuming thoughts, they would have stewed over it for at least two days. But Bian Chunchou had never been that sort of person. He thought, So what if I'm a salted fish? Salted fish have their own way of cultivating too. Everyone has their own pace of cultivation that suits them best. If I cultivated according to Chen Zui-Zui's methods for ten days or half a month, my soul would leave my body and head straight back home.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Bian Chunchou crossed his arms, wearing the expression of someone who would not bow before might.
Chen Zui did not even blink. "I'm wondering why you haven't had an epiphany."
...Did he think epiphanies were cabbages growing in a field, that everyone got a share just by seeing one? Bian Chunchou said irritably, "Forget it. If I improved faster than you, you probably wouldn't sleep tonight, tomorrow night, or even the night after next."
"I barely sleep to begin with. Who's like