Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

Lin Chen looked into the despair in Zhao Xiaowen’s eyes, which felt like a bucket of cold water being poured over his heart.

"I can’t take advantage of someone in their moment of weakness," Lin Chen’s eyes gained a hint of clarity as he quickly pulled away from the tender fragrance and tapped a pressure point on the back of Xiaowen’s neck.

Zhao Xiaowen’s body went soft and she fell to the ground, while Lin Chen let out a sigh of relief.

In the records of ancient medical arts, there was indeed an antidote method for xy tea, but some of the pressure points gave Lin Chen a bit of a headache.

However, Lin Chen had no other choice, because it was the only method to detoxify, otherwise the poison would strike Xiaowen’s heart, causing her immense harm.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Chen tapped several pressure points.

With Lin Chen’s ministrations, the blush on Zhao Xiaowen’s face indeed began to fade away, and her skin recovered its smooth, ivory-white hue.

Lin Chen breathed a sigh of relief and looked down at Xiaowen.

A moment later, Zhao Xiaowen finally opened her eyes and, seeing Lin Chen by the bed, she sat up abruptly.

After examining her clothes, she let out a breath of relief.

But recalling the embarrassing moments just now, Zhao Xiaowen’s cheeks reddened like ripe apples.

Even though she was quite annoyed, she just couldn’t bring herself to be angry with Lin Chen.

She had drunk the potion herself, and when she lost control, Lin Chen not only did not take advantage of her, but also detoxified her.

The only thing that bothered Zhao Xiaowen was that this young man, instead of learning proper things, was crafting such devilish concoctions.

Seemingly noticing Zhao Xiaowen’s concerns, Lin Chen hurriedly explained, "This medicine was something a friend asked me to make. I was planning to let it cool and bottle it for him, but you ended up drinking it."

"Humph!" Zhao Xiaowen was frustrated, the only excuse she had to vent was now blocked by Lin Chen.

"I don’t care, you’re in the wrong for this situation. As punishment, tomorrow you have to escort me to the city," Zhao Xiaowen declared unreasonably.

"What are you doing in the city?" Lin Chen asked with curiosity.

Zhao Xiaowen sighed, "My father’s illness has flared up again, he’s been admitted to the hospital, I’m going to the city to see him tomorrow."

"I see, well, I’ll go with you to visit Uncle tomorrow," Lin Chen nodded in agreement.

After setting a time to meet, Zhao Xiaowen was about to leave when Lin Chen suddenly remembered something and said, "Xiaowen, wait a moment."

"Is there something else?" Zhao Xiaowen stopped and asked.

Lin Chen produced a medicine bottle and said, "The ointment in this bottle is something I just formulated, it should be able to remove that birthmark on your face."

"Really?" Zhao Xiaowen asked, taking the bottle with skepticism.

The only flaw in Zhao Xiaowen’s beauty was a small birthmark at the corner of her eye, which she usually covered with her long hair. For someone as perfection-seeking as her, it had always been a regret.

She had also visited many hospitals for treatment, but nothing worked, so when Lin Chen said that the ointment could remove her birthmark, she was somewhat doubtful.

"Give it a try! It should work by tomorrow," Lin Chen said confidently.

"Then thank you," Zhao Xiaowen replied, accepting the ointment and turning to leave.

Lin Chen watched Zhao Xiaowen’s departing figure, letting out a breath. Although he had lost a golden opportunity, he did not regret it one bit.

Because he knew that to like someone isn’t to possess them, but to win over their heart.

"Ding dong, congratulations to the host ’Lin Chen’ for restraining under temptation and earning 10 popularity points."

Hey, a night of pure dreams exchanged for only 10 popularity points, Lin Chen felt a bit shortchanged, but even a small mosquito is meat after all, he grudgingly accepted it.

Carrying his gloomy mood, Lin Chen exchanged with the system for another drop of Foundation Establishment Spiritual Liquid and began his cultivation.

The next morning, Zhao Xiaowen got out of bed. She touched her cheek, the ointment she had applied the night before was gone, and she hurried in front of the mirror, pushing her hair aside.

Seeing the perfect face in the mirror, Zhao Xiaowen was firstly stunned, then suddenly burst into excited shouts.

The birthmark that had plagued her for over a decade had actually disappeared.

"It’s simply magical," Zhao Xiaowen, afraid she was dreaming, pinched her arm.

The pain from the pinch told her it wasn’t a dream; her beautiful face had truly become flawless.

"Xiaowen, it’s Lin Chen. Are you awake yet?"

At that moment, knocking sounds came from the door, and Zhao Xiaowen hurried to open it.

"It’s miraculous, the medicine you gave me really worked. My birthmark, it’s really gone!" As soon as the door opened, Zhao Xiaowen excitedly brushed aside her hair to show Lin Chen.

Zhao Xiaowen was already an exceptional beauty, and the disappearance of the birthmark from her face made her even more dangerously attractive.

"It looks like the ranking of the four great beauties in our school has to be rearranged," Lin Chen said with a smile.

"Get lost, Lin Chen. Wait for me for a bit, I’m going to change my clothes," Zhao Xiaowen laughed and went into the bathroom.

After waiting for a moment, suddenly Zhao Xiaowen’s voice came from inside the bathroom.

"Lin Chen, Lin Chen..."

Lin Chen approached the bathroom door, knocked, and asked with confusion, "Xiaowen, are you calling me?"

"Yes, come inside for a moment," Zhao Xiaowen said bashfully from inside.