In the Silver-grade Space, double the Silver-grade spiritual power burst forth.
The earth on the ground flew up, and several mountains emitted terrifying sounds of rocks shaking, shrinking, a horrifying noise similar to bones breaking and crushing. The mutated creature that had trapped the ijia Village ice cellar for decades was uprooted entirely by Xiao Xian.
Shrinking, continually shrinking, until it returned to the size of ordinary ferns, the Vincetoxicum fern finally fell into Xiao Xian’s palm along with the Spiritual Rhinoceros Scissors.
Little White Jiao, circling high in the sky, hastily spit out the "ijia Village" that had been swallowed into its belly, falling back to the ground.
"It’s done," Xiao Xian hadn’t recovered yet, the rock-colored fern in his hand had now lost its previous fierce appearance. After absorbing enough spiritual power from Xiao Xian’s space, the surface of the Vincetoxicum fern changed, its feather-shaped leaves beca like real feathers, white as clouds, fluffy and soft.
"Vincetoxicum fern, Cuscuta and Songye fern, spore plants from the Carboniferous. Without water or soil, as long as there is Spiritual Energy, they can grow, with no limit on plant size, and their reproduction capacity is astonishing."
Xiao Xian counted the leaves again, a total of eight, and holding them felt like holding a white feather shuttlecock.
"Little master, I knew from the start that you would succeed," Little White Jiao boasted post-event, behaving obsequiously, but Xiao Xian let it slide considering it had also exerted so effort just now.
After the Vincetoxicum fern was subdued, the entrance to the ijia Village fruit cellar ntioned by Sister-in-law Hua was also opened.
Xiao Xian, after the recent battle, was wide awake and entered the fruit cellar.
The fruit cellar, renovated during the Late Qing period, turned into an ice cellar during the sumr. Built in the shade, the unused ice cellar for decades was not the slightest bit dirty; rather, staying there in sumr felt cool and airy, like a bomb shelter.
Xiao Xian had excellent night vision, and the faint light twinkling inside the ice cellar helped him observe his surroundings even better.
This ice cellar, allegedly built almost simultaneously with ijia Village, was about fifty or sixty square ters in size, shaped like a wide-mouthed bottle. The entrance was narrow, widening after about ten steps inside.
The ceiling was roughly two to two and a half ters high, a normal-sized adult could enter without feeling any discomfort.
At the far end of the ice cellar, there were several wine jars, their tops sealed with a layer of yellow clay.
What made Xiao Xian stop was a small basket sitting on top of the wine jars, inside were several transparent glass bottles that looked like food jars disposed of after use. The light was shining from inside them.
If not for the pinkish glow emanating from inside the bottles, Xiao Xian might have thought so mischievous kid had left a jar of fireflies inside.
Fireflies, now increasingly rare in modern tis, once trapped in a bottle, could only glow for one night at most.
Xiao Xian shook the bottles and found no liquid or glowing solid inside.
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That was a cluster of pink gas.
Hesitant for a mont, Xiao Xian opened the lid of the bottle. At the tip of his nose, there was a rich floral scent, not the common rose fragrance of Cherry Valley, but a lighter fragrance.
At this mont, the taste buds on his tongue ca into play; the sll of the pickled cherry from dinner quickly surfaced, "It’s the scent of cherry blossoms that begin in April."
The traditional cherry blossom and the cherry flavor Xiao Xian referred to now were not the sa; Cherry Valley’s cherries are fruit trees, and their fragrance is closer to that of cherries. The unripe cherries, carrying a bit of sourness, also bore the hint of impending sweetness.
There were also several other bottles in the basket. Xiao Xian drew another one, a yellow-orange color, like eyes in the night.
Upon opening the bottle, even Little White Jiao joined in the excitent, "I rember this sll, young master. In the autumn, the wild chrysanthemums that bloom along the banks of White Dragon Lake all have this fragrance." It was the scent of the wild yellow chrysanthemums commonly seen in Cherry Valley in late September and early October, bitter and sweet with a touch of freshness.
Next were the pink roses of May, the plum blossoms of January, and the mountain peaches of early April; in the small basket in the ice cellar, there were five bottles each storing different colored gases.
Lastly, at the bottom of the basket, there was a notebook. Xiao Xian casually flipped it open, and it began with: "Biological Extraction thod, suitable for all types of aromatic plants. The user must be adept at manipulating Spiritual Energy."
After reading the words above, Xiao Xian then glanced around the ice cellar. So there was such a story behind this ice cellar. ijia Village’s ice cellar was originally built by two sisters of the i Family to conveniently indulge in cool drinks during sumr. Later, it beca a place for the village’s residents to store wine and keep fresh fruits, vegetables, and flowers.
After i Xiang left Bai Juyi and returned to ijia Village, she regulated ijia Village, and also specially developed a thod for the biological extraction of various plant fragrances, informally known as the Biological Extraction thod.
Unfortunately, not long after she discovered this thod, a great rain-induced flood occurred at ijia Village, and the Vincetoxicum fern incidents sealed the ice cellar.
i Nian, due to his grudge against i Xiang, refused to personally open the ice cellar, so for decades, the fine wines and pleasant fragrances that were hidden in the cellar remained unknown to the outside world.
"Alas, i Nian is also a stubborn person", Xiao Xian holding the notebook recording the Biological Extraction thod glanced again at a jar sealed with mud for a long ti, reached out and opened one of them, took a bottle that had lost its fragrance and filled it halfway with wine, walking out of the ice cellar.
After midnight, the stars in the sky twinkled continuously, Xiao Xian walked to a cluster of roses in full bloom, talking to himself: "Unexpectedly, the Biological Extraction thod ntioned by i Xiang is sowhat similar to the thod I previously used to subdue Vincetoxicum fern, only I still can’t manipulate Spiritual Energy as skillfully as she did."
Xiao Xian blended the cluster of pink Spiritual Energy left by i Xiang into the water, and shook it vigorously a few tis. When opening the bottle again, a uniform rose fragrance had already perated the water. "Excellent rose water, it seems I need to find ways to practice controlling Spiritual Energy more, so I can use the Biological Extraction thod like i Xiang."
She casually picked a fresh cherry, tossed it into her mouth, "Great, I can finally leave ijia Village."
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In the next two days, fruits rush, seeking comfort~
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