In the face of Xuan Ming's questions, Su Zichen's heart had already reached its limit. However, he maintained his expression of aggrieved shock.
To be honest, Su Zichen really didn't expect Yuankong to be so ruthless. He told Xuan Ming about him without any evidence, which caused the current situation to become like this, and almost caused his plan to fail. If he was caught in the act today, then Su Zichen could just kill himself, although he might not even have the chance to do so in front of a true martial realm expert like Xuan Ming.
Just as Su Zichen was about to explain, Juecheng, who was roasting rabbits in the back, hurried over with a plate of braised rabbit and roasted rabbit. He asked in surprise, "What's going on? Abbot, why are you guys here? "
Everyone frowned when they saw Juecheng. Could it be that Juecheng was also involved in this matter?
However, when they thought about it, they also felt that something wasn't right. If Juecheng betrayed Shaolin Temple, then seventy percent of Shaolin Temple's cultivators would not be able to live.
After the other cultivators explained the situation, Juecheng put down the two plates of rabbits in his hands and shouted, "Aiya! This is all my fault. I didn't think it through. Abbot, if you want to punish someone, punish me! "
Su Zichen quickly said, "Abbot, it actually isn't Martial Uncle Juecheng's fault. It's my fault. I should be punished."
When they saw this, everyone felt that something was wrong. The situation didn't seem to be what they had imagined.
Xuan Ming frowned, "Juecheng, tell me first. Why did Yuanhai appear in the kitchen?"
Xuan Ming trusted Juecheng quite a bit. Juecheng grew up in Shaolin Temple and was absolutely loyal to Shaolin Temple. If such a person betrayed Shaolin Temple, then Shaolin Temple would truly be finished.
Juecheng hurriedly explained, "Actually, this is what happened. Two boys in the kitchen caught two fat rabbits while chopping firewood in the back mountain. I have a good relationship with Yuan Hai, and I know that he likes rabbits. Therefore, during lunch, I specifically told him to come to the kitchen. I left two rabbits for him.
It's a rule that no disciple is allowed to come to the kitchen after the meal. I think Cheng is the kitchen supervisor and I'm the one who asked Yuanhai to come here. I don't blame him.
Kid Yuanhai has a bright future ahead of him. He can't be punished now. I feel that I broke the law knowingly. Abbot and Uncle-Masters, please punish me. "
With that, Jue Cheng knelt on the ground.
Xuan Ming and the rest stared blankly at the rabbit on the table. If that was the case, it wouldn't be a big deal.
It was just that the disciple had a good relationship with the elders of the sect, so they gave him some special treatment. Shaolin Temple was happy to see the disciples getting along so well.
At that moment, Su Zichen also knelt on the ground, "Abbot, this matter has nothing to do with Uncle-Master Juecheng. I was the one who kept saying that I wanted to eat rabbits, so Uncle-Master Juecheng remembered it and specially made rabbit meat for me."
With that, a hint of sorrow appeared on Su Zichen's face, "Actually, although my Wu Family wasn't very powerful back then, we were still a large family in Xiangnan. We had eaten all sorts of delicacies, so a meal of rabbit meat wasn't much.
But when I fled, Guan Xingkong and the others escorted me to Shaolin Temple. They were all in the Soul Transformation Realm, so it was fine if they didn't eat for a short period of time. Only I was weak back then, so I couldn't survive without eating.
We were in the wilderness back then, so Guan Xingkong and the others would hunt a few rabbits and roast them for me. I'll never forget the taste for the rest of my life. I even told Guan Xingkong and the others that when I finished learning martial arts from Shaolin Temple and left the mountain, I'd definitely treat them to the best rabbit meat. Unfortunately, Guan Xingkong and the others will never be able to eat it. "
Everyone couldn't help but sigh when they heard Su Zichen's words. After all, Su Xin had fought his way to Shaolin Temple to get him back. Everyone knew about Yuan Hai's past.
He was a pitiful person. Now that they heard Juecheng and Yuan Hai's explanation, the people from Shaolin Temple expressed their understanding. Only Sky Origin continued to frown. In his opinion, Yuan Hai was still lying, but he had no proof. Was it all just a coincidence? Or was there something wrong with his senses?
At that moment, Xuan Ming suddenly asked, "Then what do you mean by that pill in your hand?"
Everyone's gaze instantly landed on the pill bottle in Su Zichen's hand, which he hadn't put away yet.
Only then did they remember that when they first entered, they were so angry because Su Zichen had suddenly appeared in the kitchen with a pill bottle in his hand. This was exactly as Sky Origin had speculated, that he wanted to poison Shaolin Temple.
Su Zichen hesitated for a moment, then looked like he wanted to say something, but stopped himself.
When everyone saw that, they became even more suspicious. Xuan Ming said coldly, "Could it be that you really hid poison in there?"
Juecheng definitely didn't believe that Su Zichen had any bad intentions. He nudged Su Zichen, "Just say it if you have any difficulties. What are you hiding in front of the head monk?"
Su Zichen raised the pill bottle up, "This is the Minor Recovery Pill the temple gave me. I prepared it for Martial Uncle Juecheng."
Xuan Zhen stretched out his hand and sucked the pill over. He uncorked the bottle and sniffed it. He looked at the date on the bottom of the bottle and said, "This is a Minor Revitalizing Pill refined by the Medicine King Courtyard. It was produced two months ago. Those guys from the Medicine King Courtyard are pretty good. This batch of Minor Revitalizing Pills contains a lot of spiritual energy."
Su Zichen was using all his strength to suppress his heartbeat. The Minor Recovery Pill naturally contained a lot of spiritual energy, because it contained the murderous spiritual medicine that Su Xin had given him!
Fortunately, Xuan Zhen had only sniffed it. If he had eaten one, Su Zichen would have been exposed.
Xuan Zhen tossed the Minor Recovery Pill back to Su Zichen and asked in surprise, "Why did you give this to Juecheng? Just because he made two rabbits for you? "
Although Minor Recovery Pills weren't particularly precious in the Shaolin Temple, they weren't enough for ordinary Soul Transformation Realm cultivators. There was only one bottle of Minor Recovery Pills every month, and they usually ran out in a few days.
Juecheng also looked at Su Zichen in surprise. "Kong Hai, you brat, why did you give this to me?"
Su Zichen paused. "Martial Uncle Juecheng's martial talent isn't very good, so the other disciples of the Shaolin Temple, be it his seniors or peers, all look down on him. In fact, the Medicine King Courtyard even omits Martial Uncle Juecheng's monthly supply of pills to Soul Transformation Realm cultivators. That's actually a bit unfair.
No matter what Martial Uncle Juecheng is doing right now, he's working for the Shaolin Temple. He deserves everything a Soul Transformation Realm cultivator deserves.
Besides, Martial Uncle Juecheng's talent is only poor. That's only in comparison to the other disciples of the Shaolin Temple, but compared to the wandering cultivators of the jianghu, Martial Uncle Juecheng is much better. It's not like he can't take another step forward.
Even if Martial Uncle Juecheng stays at the Soul Transformation Realm for the rest of his life, he can take a few more pills and build up his cultivation. That way, he can extend his lifespan.
I know all this, but I've never said anything. I've been saving up the pills, but I haven't given them to Martial Uncle Juecheng because I don't want to hurt his pride.
It just so happens that Martial Uncle Juecheng made two rabbits for me. I want to take this opportunity to give the pills to Martial Uncle Juecheng. If he doesn't accept them, I'll say that I won't eat anything he makes anymore. "
When Su Zichen said this, Juecheng's rugged face lit up with emotion. Even his eyes reddened. Su Zichen's words had touched the bottom of his heart.
Although Juecheng had long since known what kind of talent he had, which was why he'd come to manage the kitchen early on, being looked down upon by his teachers and peers still made him feel terrible.
Even when the Medicine King Courtyard stopped his supply of pills without his permission, he didn't say a word. He just endured it.
In the end, not even he could have guessed that Yuanhai had kept all this in mind, and had even saved a bottle of Small Recovery Pills for him.
Everyone else was silent. None of them could have guessed that was the reason.
Xuan Ming sighed. "Yuanhai, you've done well. We've wronged you this time. Not only do you have the root of wisdom, but you also have the heart of Buddha. In three days, I will officially accept you as my disciple in the Hall of Great Strength."
Su Zichen's tense heart finally relaxed. Although he hadn't succeeded this time, his status had risen yet again, and he was one step closer to completing his mission.
Xuan Ming said to Su Zichen, "Put your pills away. It's just a bottle of Small Recovery Pills. They won't be of much use."
Then Xuan Ming turned to Juecheng with a sigh. "Juecheng, it's my Shaolin Temple who's let you down all these years."
Juecheng rubbed his eyes and hurriedly said, "Abbot, please don't say that. If it wasn't for Shaolin Temple, I, Juecheng, would have been nothing more than a chef's apprentice who was beaten and scolded. Although I'm a chef now, I'm happy to cook for Shaolin Temple. Before, when I cooked for those men, I would be scolded if I didn't do a good job. But now? If those brats dare to say that my cooking isn't good, I'll scold them to death! "
Juecheng made a joke, but everyone present felt a bit sad. They had neglected people like Juecheng too much.
Xuan Ming directly said, "Alright, Juecheng, you don't need to say anymore. It's my Shaolin Temple that owes you."
With that, Xuan Ming turned his gaze towards the Medicine King Hall's head and said expressionlessly, "I don't want to pursue this matter any further. We're both disciples of my Shaolin Temple, and we're also contributing to my Shaolin Temple. Why doesn't Juecheng even get the treatment and pills that he deserves? When did Shaolin Temple say that disciples in the kitchen aren't people of Shaolin Temple?
You handle this matter. If you can't handle it well, then let the Discipline Hall handle it! "
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