Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest-Chapter 813 - : Seeking Help
Chapter 813: Chapter 813: Seeking Help
Squeak!
The courtyard gate swung wide open, and Wang Chen emerged from within.
He was clad in simple cloth attire, with straw sandals on his feet, a gourd hanging at his waist, and a long hoe shouldered.
He was dressed completely like a farmer.
The aura Wang Chen displayed was no different from that of ordinary mortals.
He had concealed all his sharpness and aura!
At this time, day had just broken, and a thin mist still enveloped the valley. A pebble path extended from the gate all the way outside the valley.
Along this path, Wang Chen reached the stream not far from the mouth of the valley.
Dozens of mu of freshly cultivated herb fields were before his eyes!
Half a month ago, Wang Chen had joined the Green Cloud Alliance and had come to reside in the Hidden Cottage in this valley.
Unlike other cultivators who spent most of their time cultivating, he had purchased farming tools and medicinal herbs in Taiwu City and had cultivated these herb fields.
Wang Chen was growing Yellow Essence.
Yellow Essence was one of the daily foods for cultivators in this world as this herb nourished qi, nurtured the yin, strengthened the spleen, moisturized the lungs, benefited the kidneys, and also removed the foul aura produced from eating beast meat, which was very beneficial for the cultivation of techniques.
Some cultivators even ate only Yellow Essence.
He shouldered his hoe and stepped into the herb fields, beginning to clear the weeds.
The newly planted Yellow Essence had already sprouted, looking lush and pleasing but removing the weeds was a tricky task as one had to be careful not to harm the roots, or all efforts would be wasted.
Wang Chen’s hoeing was competent and precise. Each strike was exact, and the digging depth was just right, he removed the weeds and severed their roots without harming the nearby Yellow Essence at all.
And despite the continuous tedious work, he did it with great patience.
At this time, if someone were watching from the side, they would find Wang Chen’s every move inexplicably graceful.
He seemed to blend into the surroundings.
“Meep meep!”
A White Fox suddenly jumped onto the ridge, wrinkled its nose, and called out to Wang Chen, “Haven’t you finished hoeing yet?”
Hu Jiaojiao had secluded herself with Wang Chen in the valley for half a month, and she could never understand why Wang Chen was so enthusiastic about farming, spending most of his time on the herb fields.
Wang Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead and replied, “I’m almost done.”
Despite his slow movements, his efficiency in weeding was very high, thus only three mu of the herb fields remained.
Hu Jiaojiao showed a pitiable expression, “Wang Chen, let’s go to the city for roast chicken today.”
While talking, she suddenly darted forward, leapt up and landed on Wang Chen’s back, affectionately rubbing her face against his.
Wang Chen laughed, “Okay.”
In Taiwu City, there was a renowned dish, butter-roast chicken, made using free-range two-year-old hens, which was especially delicious.
Hu Jiaojiao had eaten it once before and had been longing for it ever since.
Wang Chen sped up, quickly finishing the last three mu.
Returning home with the little fox, he put away the farm tools and changed into a clean set of clothes before leaving the valley for Taiwu City.
Although the Hidden Cottage was sixty to seventy li from Taiwu City, Wang Chen’s swift movements had him arriving in less than the time it took an incense stick to burn.
The best butter-roast chicken was served at Wangyun Tower in Taiwu City, and Wang Chen ordered three there, letting Hu Jiaojiao thoroughly enjoy her meal.
After eating and drinking their fill, he headed to the Taiwu Pavilion.
Taiwu Pavilion belonged to the power center of Taiwu City, the Cabinet, controlled by the top echelons.
Wang Chen had come today to see Mo Han.
Because just yesterday, the Governor of Taiwu Pavilion had sent him a letter inviting him to meet in the city.
So Wang Chen had come at the invitation.
Unexpectedly, when he saw Mo Han again, the cultivator knelt down on the spot, “Taoist Friend Wang, please save my father!”
Wang Chen was completely baffled and hurriedly helped him up, “Taoist Friend Mo, why do you say this?”
This chapt𝙚r is updated by freeωebnovēl.c૦m.
Mo Han had been a suave and handsome young man, but now he seemed to have aged over a decade, with several white hairs and a very haggard appearance.
Upon inquiry, Wang Chen found out that Mo Han’s father had suddenly fallen critically ill a few days ago at home and had been unconscious ever since.
Although Mo Han was a cultivator, he had no skill in healing, so he had immediately sought the best doctors in the city to treat his father, only to have them all declare their helplessness.
With no other choice, Mo Han had gone to the Green Cloud Palace to seek help from the cultivators specialized in medicine within the Green Cloud Alliance.
It should have been a simple matter, as no one would refuse for the right amount of Merit Points.
However, to Mo Han’s surprise, the cultivators he sought help from either said they were busy with closed-door cultivation and had no time, or quoted exorbitant prices that were unaffordable, and not one was willing to help.
Although Mo Han held a position in the Taiwu Pavilion, he had good relationships within the Green Cloud Alliance. He could hardly believe this turn of events.
Still, a cultivator who had a good relationship with him couldn’t bear it and secretly told Mo Han the reason.
Mo Han didn’t specify what it was, but Wang Chen read the signs of shame and difficulty in his expression, “It has to do with me, right?”
Mo Han nodded bitterly, “Yes.”
Ultimately, it was because of the karmic effects from half a month ago when Wang Chen had injured Hongyuan in the grand hall of the Green Cloud Palace.
“Someone told me that to cure my father, I would need to exchange your Transformation Beast Pet!”
Wang Chen was shocked, “That guy still hasn’t given up?”
“I suspect the one who really wants your White Fox is Mage Jiyun!”
Mo Han clenched his teeth and said, “Hongyuan doesn’t have that kind of capability!”
Mage Jiyun?
An image of a sanctimonious face flashed in Wang Chen’s mind—interesting!
Mo Han took a deep breath and said calmly, “Taoist Friend Wang, I’m not asking you to give the White Fox to me. I, Mo Han, am not that kind of selfish, ungrateful scoundrel. I just want to ask you to help me see if there’s any hope for my father.”
Mo Han was actually desperate, having searched through all the doctors in the city and as the cultivators from the Green Cloud Alliance were unwilling to help, he had no choice but to turn to Wang Chen.
This young cultivator was in a great dilemma himself, feeling too ashamed to approach Wang Chen directly, which is why he had written the invitation letter.
Thinking that if Wang Chen was busy and couldn’t come, he wouldn’t have to agonize over it anymore.
But Wang Chen really did come.
After understanding the whole story, Wang Chen felt a mixture of amusement and anger, but more so anger.
“An innocent man bears the blame for possessing a treasure; some people, even if they become transcendent and enter the path, cannot rid themselves of their greedy desires!”
Wang Chen was thankful that he was not an incapable innocent bystander.
“Come on, let’s go see your father.”
The two made their way to the Mo Residence.
The Mo Family was a major clan in Taiwu City, with many members and considerable strength, and as a cultivator, Mo Han was regarded as the most outstanding offspring of the Mo Family.
In the inner residence of Mo Residence, Wang Chen saw Mo Han’s father lying on the sickbed.
The latter’s condition shocked him!
——-
The second release is here.
