Daily Life in the Countryside After Being Reborn

Chapter 722: Chapter 78: Ginseng Infant

"Really oblivious to danger," Xu Lan Ya gloated while Aisha reminded Zhou Ziang beside her, "Ziang, don’t go crazy with that female student. While the weird ginseng whiskers haven’t extended over here yet, let’s discuss how we can get out of Snow Gully."

"How confident are you?" Zhou Ziang ignored Aisha’s invitation, seeing Xiao Xian’s eyes shimmering with determination. Could it be that she really had a method, as they had just discussed, to cut off the ginseng spirit whiskers without making direct contact?

"Not confident at all." Xiao Xian answered bluntly. Others laughed at her foolish courage but she thought to herself scornfully, the real fools were them. What senior figures of the Cultivation World, what foreign cultivation geniuses, if they couldn’t even clearly see the basic situation.

To get out, one must dig out the ginseng, blocking the strange ice layer above a hundred meters high. If not mistaken, it must be formed by the ginseng using absorbed spiritual energy.

This ginseng is no simple top-quality ginseng growing on a Spirit Vein; it must have turned into a demon long ago. If we don’t find a way to conquer it, getting trapped and dying here is inevitable.

"Don’t take risks if you’re not confident; I won’t allow you to joke about your own safety," Zhou Ziang’s face blushed, his naturally indifferent nature rarely showing such an emotional expression.

Aisha watched from a distance, her jealousy burning fiercely, the spite in her eyes so intense that her fingernails dug into her palms without her noticing the pain.

Xu Lan Ya silently snickered to herself, never expecting the Heavenly Beauty Aisha to show such a side. However, taking this chance to deal with Zhu Xiaoxian was exactly what she intended; today, at the bottom of Snow Gully, she found her opportunity. The time had come to make her disappear forever in the vastness of Changbai Mountain.

Xu Lan Ya harbored a sinister plan, whispering to Yezi at her side who nodded in agreement after listening.

On the other side, Xiao Xian was also persuading Zhou Ziang: "I’m not joking. Who would joke around with their own life? The muscle in your wound has already started to necrotize." The coldness in Snow Gully was intense, and Zhou Ziang had long felt his left hand wound numb, the color also turning purple.

Everyone here lacked spiritual energy protection, and in the icy snowy conditions, they could hold on for maximum another day or two.

"Fight or die, action comes first in my philosophy of life." Xiao Xian quickly pushed away Zhou Ziang’s hand. The Spiritual Rhinoceros Scissors immediately leapt into action. Seeing that she could still use a Spiritual Artifact, everyone’s spirits were lifted.

Wang Fenglei, noticing the Spiritual Rhinoceros Scissors, his eyes flashed with surprise, but the surprise vanished as quickly as it appeared, and he lowered his head to continue his deep breathing exercises.

"How does she still have Spiritual Power?" Xu Lan Ya lost color in her face, wondering if her cultivation level was higher than Wang Fenglei’s. This new student must be eliminated, otherwise in two years’ time, she would become a massive obstacle in her selection competition.

In fact, Xiao Xian’s Spiritual Power was very unstable at the moment. She held her breath and slowly borrowed the spiritual energy of the sugarcane seedling, stabilizing her chaotic thoughts.

The red ginseng seed at the top of the ginseng darkened in color, Xiao Xian feeling a tug-of-war-like force as the ginseng and sugarcane seedling were vying for Spiritual Power.

She dared not slack off for a moment, her eyes fixed on the ginseng whiskers on the ground surface. Among them, one resembled the color of the ginseng seed on top, turning red.

"It’s you," the fully energized Spiritual Rhinoceros Scissors plunged into the snow, targeting the thickest ginseng spirit whisker and directly cutting it off.

A sudden shake in Snow Gully felt like a venomous snake stabbed in its vital part, thrashing under the ice layer.

Snowflakes erupted from the ground, and bursts of geothermal-like gases sprayed out from within the snow.

Wang Fenglei rejoiced internally; some spiritual energy had returned! The gas spraying was the absorbed spiritual energy, he said solemnly, "Those of you who have regained some strength, join the attack." As soon as his words fell, he leaped several meters, tapping his toes on the snow several times, his hand now wielding a scythe-shaped weapon. Unlike the Mei Sisters’ Ice Blades, Wang Fenglei’s weapon was red, like a blaze.

He chopped, sliced, swiped, and slashed, the ginseng whiskers sprawling like old tree roots being picked off and burnt to ashes by his Flame Scythe wherever it passed.

The flat ground suddenly cracked open; with a "plop," a golden baby-like Spiritual Body broke through the icy surface—a being with four limbs nearly fully formed, green leaves on the top, red-seed eyes, glaring angrily at the six who disturbed its cultivation.