Xiao Xian had been an orphan in both her past and present lives, but she was fortunate to first have a master, and then et the loving couple Zhu Shijun and Zhuo Feng, who cherished her dearly. Compared to Xiao Que, she was truly much more fortunate. She pulled Xiao Que closer, caressing his head, and spoke earnestly, whether he understood or not, "I, Zhu Xiaoxian, swear I will never let Xiao Que suffer the slightest grievance."
Hearing Xiao Xian ntion her na, the man who always wore a stern face montarily flickered in his expression—a change that Zhou Ziang caught in his eyes. However, the most pressing matter at present was to find i Nian. Zhou Ziang put his doubts aside and started to roast so sweet potatoes.
After the incident with the sweet potatoes, Zhou Ziang repeatedly released Spiritual Energy to let Ba Dong adapt to his Spiritual Energy while letting Ba Dong constantly sniff the ice blade fragnt.
"It’s been several days of training; I think it’s about ti to go out and find soone," Ba Dong seed to like Zhou Ziang quite a lot. Every ti he approached Zhou Ziang, he would affectionately wag his tail. But every ti Xiao Xian couldn’t help but touch its thick fur, it would look at her disdainfully, seemingly scorning the Silver Grade Spiritual Energy she possessed.
"Being kind is perceived as being weak; even a dog bullies because of my low cultivation," Xiao Xian lanted. However, this only fueled her fighting spirit more. In the desolate snowy mountains, she found tranquility instead, slowly inhaling Spiritual Energy.
Over these past days, Zhou Ziang had discovered sothing peculiar about the way Xiao Xian absorbed Spiritual Energy. Especially at night, she exuded a thick aura of Spiritual Energy, which was very similar to that during his ti at Yunteng Sect.
In the Changbai Mountain Range, with its white snow enveloping the area and plants halting their growth in winter, cultivating had its pros and cons. The advantage was such serene environnts made it easier for one to return to their inner self, but the disadvantage was the available Spiritual Energy had reached its lowest point.
Zhou Ziang had also tried cultivating in the mountains, absorbing so Spiritual Energy. However, there seed to be a strange magnetic field present; every ti he tried to gather Spiritual Power, it felt as if forcefully pulled away like an iron nail dusted with magnetic powder.
This phenonon was not solely felt by Zhou Ziang; the beast-like man with an imasurable depth of cultivation—who seed above Zhou Ziang—had never been seen cultivating since he had retorned ho.
A person negligent in their cultivation couldn’t have attained high cultivation levels, but the man’s depth was truly elusive, leading to the conclusion that this place was unsuitable for cultivation.
Among the three, it seed only Xiao Xian was unaffected by the strange phenona of Spiritual Energy here. She spent her days idly chopping or collecting wood with Xiao Que and familiarizing herself with Zhou Ziang and Ba Dong. The remainder, which was typically at night, was her ti for cultivation.
During her initial breathing exercises, Xiao Xian had also noticed the peculiarities of this place, but she did not give up imdiately – rather, the sugarcane seedling within her didn’t. The battle between the sugarcane seedling and the strange magnetic force absorbing Spiritual Power was like a tug-of-war—sotis one being stronger, sotis the other.
Caught in between, Xiao Xian was initially unaccustod, but in the later phase, when both forces were exhausted, she seized the opportunity to catch so of the Spiritual Power.
Such a peculiar phenonon would have been difficult to notice by anyone except her. However, every morning, seeing her spirited appearance, Zhou Ziang and that man both perceived so clues.
"Is there a cultivation thod more domineering than the ginseng spiritual vein in the world?" The thods of cultivation in this world and Yunteng were indeed similar in creating special conditions. Apart from relying on one’s talents to harness Spiritual Power from the surroundings, there was also the concept of Spirit Veins. Changbai Mountain boasted a unique Spirit Vein unmatched globally, but this particular Spirit Vein was very special; ordinary people couldn’t absorb it, let alone control it. And on Earth, not all Spirit Veins are perennial; many were prominent in earlier years but disappeared over ti, like the perennially flourishing Spirit Vein at Huake Institute, which is a rarity in the world.
This particular vein in Changbai Mountain had existed for thousands of years, yet was quite unique, which is why despite knowing about the Spirit Vein within the mountain, several old monsters from both dostically and internationally dared not act rashly. If it wasn’t for i Nian boldly intruding into that Spirit Vein, the outco would have been unpredictable.
Such days quietly passed for another three to four days.
During these few days, an airplane bound directly for the airport slowly landed. Several n and won walked down from the airplane.
Li Ye, Xu Lan Ya, Aisha, Huang Tengchong, along with several others from the Xu Family, arrived at the foot of Changbai Mountain.
For Xu Lan Ya insisting on bringing Yezi along to search for the ginseng spiritual vein, Aisha was the most dissatisfied. Xu Lan Ya was about the sa age as her, and both won, considered heavenly beauties in the eyes of n, had not spared each other in their covert competitions.
Yet now, the two families needed to cooperate, and being on Chinese soil, she had to follow Xu Lan Ya’s decisions.
Huang Tengchong also couldn’t figure out how, in just a few days, Yezi, who initially paid little attention to Xu Lan Ya, suddenly transford into her most trusted person.
After receiving a ssage from the manager of Emperor Hotel, Huang Tengchong’s look towards the two carried a hint of ambiguity. Yezi pretended not to noticed as his gaze stayed on Aisha.
Aisha brought sothing special this ti—a beautiful bird covered in golden fur, about the size of a parrot. To get the bird on the plane, Aisha had chartered the entire aircraft.
"It’s ti to head towards the Changbai Mountain area. You’re relying on you this ti, my darling," Aisha stroked the golden bird, her voice sweet, yet her eyes betrayed a fierce glint.
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