Chapter 196 Return
Chapter 196 Return
However, Wei Chaoyan, who was focused entirely on the resentment-repelling herb, did not spare any attention for it. She paused for a moment and then continued what she was doing.
With a slight tremor in her left sleeve, dozens of priceless white jade boxes, each a foot square, flew out from a storage pouch hidden in her sleeve (a storage tool given to her by Lady Yan before entering the mountain; it was extremely small, no more than five cubic meters in size), and landed in an orderly semi-circle around Wei Chaoyan.
With a flick of his left index finger, he sent several gusts of wind flying, causing the jade boxes on the ground to pop open their lids and reveal their inner linings, which were lined with the brocade that cultivators often used to preserve precious spiritual herbs. He then half-raised his arm, which was holding the resentment-repelling grass, and with a forceful bend of his elbow, he accurately tossed the grass leaves in his palm into the nearest jade box.
Then, without any mercy, she ruthlessly destroyed the grass! Bending down, she swept her hands horizontally with lightning speed, successfully plucking four resentment-repelling herbs, then quickly tossed them into the jade box, and with a flick of her sleeve, she closed the lid.
Then, Wei Chaoyan repeated the same process, bending down to pick five stalks of the Repelling Resentment Grass, tossing them into a jade box, closing the jade lid, and continuing the cycle of bending down to pick grass. Under the astonished gazes of Yan Niangzi and the others watching from afar, she spun around like a top for several hours without stopping, until all the Repelling Resentment Grass within her field of vision, except for the first stalk of the King Grass, had been picked. Only then did Wei Chaoyan stop her efficient lawnmower-like movements!
Seeing Wei Chaoyan straighten up, stand with her hands on her hips for a long time without making any further moves, Yan Niangzi and the others knew that she had finished picking the fruit and was done with her work.
So she quickly stepped forward and took a snow-white handkerchief to gently wipe the sweat from Wei Chaoyan's forehead, while softly asking her how she was doing. Yan Qing, on the other side, held up a water bag and gestured for her to take it to quench her thirst.
With Wei Chaoyan's tacit approval, the remaining people suppressed their excitement and rushed to the pile of jade boxes on the ground. They divided the work clearly and began to count Wei Chaoyan's "spoils of war" with quick and efficient hands and feet.
They were indeed well-trained elites. In less than a third of the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, they had identified nearly a hundred plants of the Repelling Resentment Herb in the jade box and neatly arranged them.
After the inventory was completed, the team leader, who was so overjoyed by the sudden windfall that he was practically drooping his teeth, completely disregarded the fact that his image as a cold and reliable bodyguard had been ruined. He went straight to Lady Yan with a big, stiff, and strange smile to report the situation.
After finishing the report, before leaving, she couldn't resist her inner thoughts and, forgetting the rules, persistently asked, "Miss Wei, are there any resentment-repelling herbs left over around here?"
Upon hearing this, Wei Chaoyan, who was drinking water, paused abruptly. Before she could respond, Yan Niangzi, who was gently massaging Wei Chaoyan's sore arm, narrowed her eyes, her murderous aura rising. She glared coldly at the overstepping leader, her voice calm yet filled with danger as she warned, "Dark Armor, you have overstepped your bounds!"
She casually reached out her slender hand to pat Wei Chaoyan's back and help him catch his breath as he choked on water. Yan Qing said nothing, but glanced at the leader, Anjia, without any emotion. This glance instantly made Wei Chaoyan's back covered in cold sweat, and his brain, which had been clouded by the overwhelming wealth, immediately cleared up.
He immediately lowered his eyes and knelt down to humbly apologize.
Having caught her breath, Wei Chaoyan was startled again by Anjia's sudden kneeling. She quickly jumped back, waving her hands and saying, "Aunt Yan, it's alright! He's just overjoyed, he meant no harm..."
Lady Yan glared fiercely at Wei Chaoyan, preventing her from uttering any further words of pleading. Yan Qing lifted her eyelids and spoke indifferently, leaving no room for argument, "Without rules, there can be no order!"
Wei Chaoyan immediately looked away awkwardly, pretending to be suddenly very thirsty and drinking water from the water pouch in large gulps.
Seeing that Wei Chaoyan had calmed down, Lady Yan's brows relaxed. Without even glancing at the kneeling, begging-for-punishment man in dark armor, she coldly said, "Go down and receive your punishment!"
"Here!"
Dark Armor bowed his head in agreement, then respectfully and quickly left to rejoin the group.
After dealing with the hidden armor, Lady Yan continued to rub Wei Chaoyan's aching arms as if nothing had happened. Seeing her still foolishly holding the water bag and filling it with water, her brow twitched. She quickly snatched the water bag away and scolded her impatiently, "Filling, filling, filling! Do you think you're a water buffalo? Aren't you afraid of dying from waterlogging!"
“Oh… that’s not it…”
"Alright! I know what you're like, you talk before you think!" Madam Yan patted Wei Chaoyan's water-stained face and naturally changed the subject, "Are you sure it's finished? If it's finished, let's go down the mountain and go back. It's getting late, if we dawdle any longer we'll definitely have to spend the night in this godforsaken place!"
Upon hearing this, Wei Chaoyan thought of the lone king grass, and her eyes darted around. Fortunately, she was wiping her mouth with her sleeve while looking down, so the two men beside her didn't notice her momentary guilt.
Seeing that Wei Chaoyan did not respond, Lady Yan assumed that she was still caught up in the awkwardness of the moment and had not heard her question, so she raised her voice and repeated it.
This time, Wei Chaoyan quickly replied, "No, Aunt Yan, let me look again!"
"Alright, go ahead! Don't go too far!" Lady Yan instructed.
So Wei Chaoyan casually walked away and began to stroll around Wang Cao, pretending to be serious.
After circling around a few times, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that Yan Niangzi and Yan Qing's attention was focused on the stack of jade boxes. He immediately changed his angle quietly, slipped over to Wang Cao, bent down and pretended to search carefully. He then casually brushed his sleeve over Wang Cao, and left in a feigned disappointment.
As she turned to leave, no one noticed that an ordinary green grass had suddenly disappeared from its spot. And this King Grass, which Wei Chaoyan had coveted for so long, had thus landed smoothly in the storage space bound to her spiritual sea.
This space is a growable mustard seed space that Wei Ying created based on the concept of a personal space in Xianxia cultivation novels, using the crystals he condensed from cultivating the Nine Cleansing Techniques as a foundation.
Because the refining process is extremely difficult and the foundation-building material can only be crystallized by Wei Ying himself during his cultivation, it was only supplied to the four members of the Wei family and Lan Zhan, and was not leaked to outsiders (specifically to the people of China).
After the spirit recognizes the master in this space, it hides in the sea of consciousness. It can use its will to quickly retrieve objects from a distance, but the distance between them cannot be very far!
When Wang Cao successfully entered the space within Wei Chaoyan's sea of consciousness, her soul unconsciously let out a satisfied sigh, as if the missing part of her had been made a little more complete at this moment! The agonizing urgency and unease in her heart also completely subsided in that instant, as if she had inexplicably broken free of a heavy shackle!
Indeed, that was the case. In the area within Wei Chaoyan's sea of consciousness that she was unaware of, the most grotesque cracks on the figure covered in rune stitching marks that had once appeared before System 001 were slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye!
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