Chapter 62: Jade Tree Reaches Great Accomplishment, Vigorous As Silk
Brother took a medicinal bath every day, so how could the redness, swelling, and soreness on his body escape her notice?
After every massage session, the weariness and exhaustion on Chen Shun’an’s face were all too clear.
Every morning when Wan Niang arrived, she would stamp her feet outside the alley to make noise, notifying Chen Shun’an in advance to spare herself from seeing his painful grimaces during martial arts practice.
Men, sometimes they just love to act tough and save face.
Wan Niang saw all of this and felt heartbroken.
So when she saw that most of the things on the table were bought by Chen Shun’an for her and her mother, Wan Niang felt extremely conflicted.
Seeing Wan Niang like this, Chen Shun’an felt moved and stepped forward, pulling her into his arms.
Wan Niang’s body tensed up for a moment, then suddenly melted like water, softly leaning into Chen Shun’an’s embrace.
Chen Shun’an patted Wan Niang’s back, as if coaxing a child, and softly said,
“It’s okay, everything will be fine. I’m here.”
Wan Niang finally couldn’t hold back and began to sob softly.
……
“Hiss… Wan Niang, slow down, you’re too fast, let me catch my breath.”
“Mmm… Feels so good, haven’t felt this comfortable in a long time.”
“No, really, your massage technique is so methodical, not much worse than a medical hall doctor!”
In the bedroom, the medicinal decoction bubbled, steam rising faintly.
Chen Shun’an grimaced, his shoulders above the water surface, his whole body like a shrimp cooked and stripped of its large tendons, hunched over the edge of the tub.
Wan Niang was very busy, her hands working up and down; her hands, which had been somewhat clumsy a few days ago, now moved with agility.
At this moment, she could even find some of the extraordinary meridians and follow their paths to give Chen Shun’an a massage.
It made Chen Shun’an feel both pain and relief.
A tough guy like him, who trained his muscles and bones day and night and tempered his qi and blood, was in dire need of massage to guide qi!
“Actually, it’s mostly thanks to you, brother…”
Wan Niang said softly.
“Me?”
“Yes! Ever since you broke through to second-rate, and the news of Chun Hong entering the palace spread, not only have those idle gossips decreased, but even the relatives who hadn’t contacted our family for years have started visiting.”
Wan Niang kept massaging, occasionally pounding Chen Shun’an’s lean yet full of masculine explosive power arms.
Her gaze suddenly became fiery.
Without any concealment!
As a widow with a child, Wan Niang naturally couldn’t avoid rumors.
Especially since she was mixing with Chen Shun’an, her nominal cousin; the long-tongued women at every alley entrance had already wagged their tongues raw.
“My father was the mansion doctor of Zhang Mansion, but he was expelled after a patient died from medicine. Before he died, he passed the family ancestral home and skills to Xiao Wenzi…”
Chen Shun’an pursed his lips, and Wan Niang immediately wiped her hands, peeled a plump lychee, and put it in Chen Shun’an’s mouth.
The sweet flavor exploded in his mouth, juice splashing out.
Chen Shun’an squinted his eyes and spat the lychee pit to the edge of his mouth.
Wan Niang quickly cupped her hands to catch it.
In this scene,
Chen Shun’an’s exhaustion completely faded, his whole body warm and cozy, even his thoughts becoming hazy and light.
This life, even immortals wouldn’t trade for it.
As Wan Niang explained, Chen Shun’an understood what was going on.
Xiao Wenzi was Wan Niang’s younger brother, another good-for-nothing who was useless at proper work but unmatched at squandering money.
Drinking flower wine, tea house surround, hunting games, Bao Ju—he never missed any.
In just a few years, he squandered the ancestral home.
With no other choice, Xiao Wenzi simply changed his tune, set up a banner as the Zhang family mansion doctor, and became a rattling bell doctor, wandering streets and alleys to treat people.
Minor illnesses he dragged out, major ones he faked through, and he killed another patient with medicine, got sued, and barely settled the case by owing a huge debt.
Wan Niang had helped Xiao Wenzi in her early years, but seeing him become insatiable like a bottomless pit, she steeled her heart, moved away, and cut off all contact.
It was only with Chen Shun’an and Chun Hong as backing.
A few days ago, Wan Niang took the initiative to find Xiao Wenzi, half threatening and half luring, to get back the ancestral skills and the extraordinary meridians classics.
These days, she consulted old teachers and practiced on the acupuncture bronze figure, leading to her current results.
“So where is Xiao Wenzi now?”
“I gave him travel fee and ordered him to leave the Capital City. If he’s seen in Wuqing County again… I’ll tell brother you to break his legs and throw him into the Grand Canal!”
Wan Niang giggled.
Hearing this, Chen Shun’an was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
He looked up at Wan Niang, who was so close yet seemed to block out heaven and earth.
So fierce.
……
Days passed by like flying.
In the blink of an eye, it was June 22nd, just a few days before Spirit Official Wang’s birthday and the Old Lady’s birthday.
As usual, Chen Shun’an got up early, did simple ablutions, then practiced martial arts and stepped on stakes.
【Grass Talisman（7/100）】
【Wish: 13】
These days, delivering blessed water proceeded steadily, gaining another 313 points of wish.
Chen Shun’an figured there probably wouldn’t be new immortal fate soon for him to transform immortal to divine and construct the divine palace, so he invested it all into Grass Talisman, raising the progress by another 3 points.
Path of Divinity cultivation is truly a bottomless pit; no amount of wish or incense is enough…
《Meat Flying Immortal》 thirty-six forms, already practiced to thirty-five.
Chen Shun’an was clad in Jade Network Connected Robe, nearly substantial, like water mist draped over him, with specks of qi and blood seeds chasing and converging, intricate and exquisite.
Surging qi and blood flowed through his body, heat surging; with successive bone thunder sounds, in a daze, Chen Shun’an felt like a lump of iron clay being repeatedly hammered and tempered by a nail hammer, the dissipating steam like smoke and haze from blazing flames.
One sound after another.
One hammer after another.
It lasted a full incense stick of time.
At the end, Chen Shun’an’s limbs trembled uncontrollably, his face contorted, cheeks flushed red; clearly, this inward-to-outward tempering had worn him out badly.
Crack!
With the final bone thunder sound, completing the 360 wonderful sounds of a full cycle, Chen Shun’an’s eyes suddenly lit up.
His body shook, appearing before the Plum Blossom Stakes; he gathered qi in his chest and abdomen, then kicked out.
The thousand-layer sole hundred-patch shoes on his feet looked ordinary but perfectly bore his surging strength.
Chen Shun’an’s leg landed lightly on the small barrel-thick Plum Blossom Stake in front of him; the Plum Blossom Stake was undamaged.
But centered on this Plum Blossom Stake, invisible strength spread out like dense fine needles.
From near to far, each Plum Blossom Stake looked as if planed flat, showing indentations of varying degrees based on size and wear.
Some one and a half inches, some two inches…
Until the last Plum Blossom Stake, like graffiti wiped away, suddenly vanished, leaving only fine sawdust like chaff in place.
No shrill explosion, no muffled sound of strength piercing wood.
Silently, eerie and divine; the entire courtyard’s Plum Blossom Stakes turned into a pile of wood chips.
Thud!
Chen Shun’an retracted his right leg, Python Fang Boots stepping on the ground with a faint sound.
Rooted upon landing, immovable.
Yet giving the illusion that the next moment, he would rise with the wind, floating indeterminately.
360 Wonderful Sounds!
Jade Tree great accomplishment, strength like silk.
As wielded as an arm, combining hard and soft!
Second-rate, perfection!
Moments later, Wan Niang pushed the door open, looking at the largely empty courtyard with bewildered eyes, and said,
“Where are the wooden stakes?”
Chen Shun’an wiped his body while smiling,
“No need for them anymore. Plant a cypress tree in the cleared space; it’ll provide shade next summer.”
