Qianshi was not interested in helping her. "You're so stupid!" He criticized before leaving her behind.
Wu Qianyan knew that he had to rely on herself. She was not allowed to use any spells within the valley, so watering the plants had become a physical chore.
Wu Qianyan was petite, so her physical strength was obviously not as strong as her spiritual power. Planting the herbs was tough enough, but carrying the water all the way to the herb garden was even tougher. She supported the pails on her shoulder and staggered off, puffing and blowing from the strain. Unfortunately, despite her best efforts, only two-thirds of the garden was watered after laboring all day. Her shoulders started aching, and even her feet had turned soft. Nonetheless, her work incomplete.
