This ti, Xiao Xian was unconscious for a long ti.
The first thing she saw when she woke up was a thatched roof. There was a hole in the thatched roof, through which she could see the sky.
It was nightti, for through the hole, she could see countless stars twinkling in the night sky.
In Beijing City, it was impossible to see so many stars; such a starry sky, Xiao Xian had only seen in Ge Village and the forr Yunteng Sect.
The thought that suddenly entered Xiao Xian’s mind startled her; she sat up, looking around, and took a sharp breath. The breath was drawn so forcefully that it caused a faint pain in her ribs on the side of her abdon, and her limbs ached as if they had been run over by a wheel. However, fortunately, when she stretched her limbs, Xiao Xian found that her arms, which had been weak and feeble for a long ti, suddenly regained strength.
She stretched out her palm; her skin seed almost transparent, and between all her muscles, Spiritual Energy flowed like a stream, crystal clear in her eyes.
With a flicker of thought from Xiao Xian, Silver Lake was filled with water again, and the drooping leaves of the sugarcane seedling perked up. With another thought of the Spiritual Rhinoceros Scissors, not only were they not taken away, but they appeared right in front of her eyes.
As she moved her feet off the bed and looked around, the room was decorated in an ancient style. When she pushed the door open, a chorus of birdsong greeted her ears.
In front of her was a blushing spread of flowers; this ancient-looking, albeit rundown, thatched house was unexpectedly surrounded by a sea of roses.
This wasn’t Beijing City; the surrounding mountains were undulating, the sky vast and the land wide. Looking at the mountains, the Goddess Temple was faintly visible.
"Young girl, you’ve finally woken up. No need to look further; this is ijia Village," i Nian held a bowl of fragrant soup in her hands.
ijia Village, by the sound of it, must be the i family’s stronghold. Xiao Xian felt a realization of stepping into the lion’s den. But truth be told, this "den" wasn’t too shabby—rich in Spiritual Energy and quiet in ambiance. However, at the mont, Xiao Xian had no ti to appreciate the surrounding scenery. "How is Xuerou?"
"Before asking questions, drink this dicine first. It’s hard to get, and if it cools, the effects will diminish," i Nian, changing her previously malicious tone towards Xiao Xian, genially urged her to drink the dicine.
Xiao Xian glanced at the color of the dicine, a shimring purple, and felt suspicious; it could be poison for all she knew.
"Don’t hesitate now, this is the good stuff, genuine Purple Ginseng. I just tasted a few sips; the flavor is pure, and it’s well-aged," i Nian stepped closer, staring at Xiao Xian’s face, which was gradually regaining its color.
"Purple Ginseng, that sounds familiar," Xiao Xian wondered, suddenly rembering that Zhou Ziang had once given her a Purple Ginseng.
The bowl was now close to her lips; the hot steam from the dicine was invigorating just by the sll alone, and Xiao Xian knew that it must be beneficial for her body, so she drank it sip by sip.
The dicine went down her throat and into her stomach, spreading a warm comfort that was unspeakably pleasant.
"I don’t know if it sounds familiar, but you’ve only recovered about 20 or 30 percent. It’ll take at least a year to fully regain your strength. During this ti, you’ll need one Purple Ginseng a month," i Nian was not one to make a losing deal; the person who took the trouble to stew dicine for others must have benefited greatly.
It turned out that on that day, Xiao Xian’s energy was severely depleted, and along with the sugarcane seedling, she entered a state of "Fake Death," which astonishingly lasted for two months.
"Over these two months, I’ve been stewing dicine and bathing you in it every week; it was really difficult to get your tendons and muscles strong again to digest the strong effects of the Purple Ginseng," i Nian saw that the dicine was finished, and her smile widened.
"Why the sudden change of heart," Xiao Xian felt uneasy being watched, her mind sounding alarm bells.
"What are you talking about; being nice to one’s own niece, how could that be considered as currying favor? This child really doesn’t know how to speak," i Nian’s skin was thick enough, taking Xiao Xian’s sarcasm in stride and continuing on her own.
"What? Don’t flatter yourself, I have not sworn allegiance to the i family," the Purple Ginseng Soup in Xiao Xian’s stomach began to churn.
"Considering that old man, soone who only knows how to use the Spiritual Rhinos Scissors as pruning shears, he doesn’t qualify to be your master. To be honest," i Nian brushed away Xiao Xian’s words like they were nothing, "and the Spiritual Rhinos Scissors weren’t even belonging to that old man; they were left by i Xiang. You should be her disciple, but alas, she’s nowhere to be found and can’t fulfill the responsibilities of a master. I can only try my best to discipline,"
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