Oh no, I accidentally cultivated three spiritual roots and became an empress!

Chapter 127 A cultivator's life is one where no path is walked in vain.

Zhong Lingxin also had a plan in mind. She smiled and said, "Lure the snake out of its hole!"

Zhong Chun laughed and said, "That's right, Xin Xin. Last time you went into the city, you were wearing Buddhist prayer beads. Your prayer beads trembled, so the Blood Leader's prayer beads must have trembled too. Now, your prayer beads are in the Nine-Story Pagoda, cut off from the outside world. His prayer beads can't sense them anymore, so he'll definitely keep looking for them. Just choose a place, set up a trapping formation, and release the prayer beads. He'll definitely take the bait."

Zhong Lingxin nodded: "That's right. The Blood Leader must be looking among the cultivators who entered Flying Dragon City five days ago. Since there are no evil cultivators, he will think of the righteous sects. Let's choose a place right next to the righteous sects and set up a trapping formation."

Zhong Chun said, "That's easy. Didn't you hear what Wu Yuanshan and the others said? Those righteous sects aren't any good either. The camps of the small sects are all on the outskirts, close to the evil cultivators. If you choose a small sect's camp, the Blood Leader will definitely not suspect anything and will come right in."

Zhong Lingxin laughed and said, "That's right. I need to get a map. Let's choose a place for the Blood Leader to die. Once he's dead, the evil cultivators will be in chaos. All the minor leaders will be vying to be the boss, which will reduce the pressure on the righteous sects and allow them to kill the evil cultivators sooner."

Zhong Chun scoffed: "Whether you kill evil cultivators or not, your righteous sects are just as bad."

Zhong Lingxin sighed, "That's different. Although cultivators from righteous sects are also bad and rob resources, firstly, their methods are not so cruel. They don't readily use other cultivators to refine and extract their souls, or turn people into puppets. Secondly, they wear the cloak of justice, so they are more cautious in their actions. They have dreams of ascension and are afraid of inner demons and divine retribution."

Zhong Chun stopped speaking. He had reservations about this point. After all, he had been refining a weapon without offending anyone, and yet he was still killed by a group of Immortal Emperors and Immortal Kings disguised as righteous people.

Zhong Lingxin understood his feelings and didn't know what to say for a moment, so she could only change the subject: "How many of those little seedlings in the tower died?"

Mentioning this made Zhong Chun depressed. Ever since he started impersonating the tower spirit, perhaps because he had been doing it for too long, he had fallen in love with farming and was taking excellent care of the seedlings. But then, a sudden disaster struck, and most of them died.

He didn't want to talk to Zhong Lingxin anymore; this was like rubbing salt into his wounds.

Zhong Lingxin felt embarrassed, knowing she had brought up something she shouldn't have.

In this ancient battlefield, she couldn't buy any spiritual herb seeds. She relied entirely on the few spiritual herb seeds she had obtained from killing evil cultivators these past few days, and she hadn't even filled a corner of the first floor of the Nine-Layered Pagoda.

Now, most of them have been killed.

She hurriedly comforted Zhong Chun: "Chun Chun (suggested by Huanhuan and Lele, Zhong Chun's objections were ineffective, so she could only accept this cute little name), that Blood Leader is different from Brother Yu. He is greedy. He killed so many righteous sect cultivators, so he must have a lot of spiritual herb seeds. I will snatch them all for you, as well as his little followers. We have entered the evil cultivators' stronghold, and there is a trapping formation. If we have the chance, we will trap and kill a few of them and take them all for you."

Zhong Chun perked up and, ignoring the objection to the name, immediately said, "Yes, yes, grab them all! Plant them as spiritual herbs so you can learn alchemy. I have an alchemy furnace on the third floor; it's a celestial artifact. You can refine any kind of pill you want."

Huanhuan and Lele joined the conversation: "Xinxin, you need to see if there's anything we can use. We also need to advance. And you yourself, your master only gave you a hundred years, you need to reach the Nascent Soul stage quickly."

Zhong Lingxin was troubled upon hearing this.

This ancient battlefield is really not suitable for cultivation; the spiritual energy is too violent. She hasn't even reached the threshold of the mid-Foundation Establishment stage yet.

Zhong Chun was good at comforting people, so he quickly reassured her, "Xin Xin, it's alright. No path a cultivator takes in their life is wasted."

Just consider it a test of your character.

You have gained combat experience, formation control ability, and the ability to control spiritual power. These experiences and abilities cannot be obtained through meditation and cultivation, and in the long run, they are beneficial.

Otherwise, why would your master send you to the ancient battlefield when he knew you desperately needed to advance?

After leaving Zhong Lingxin to fend for herself in the room for two days, Wu Yuanshan noticed that there was still no movement in the room and wondered if Zhong Lingxin was dead. If she was dead, he would have to embezzle Zhong Lingxin's storage bag.

He came over to check on Zhong Lingxin's condition and found that she was improving. He chuckled and said, "You're really lucky. Well, you won't die."

After thinking for a moment, he took out a wilted, nearly ineffective Ruishen Grass and placed it near Zhong Lingxin's mouth, laughing, "Brother Yuanwei, I spent a lot of money to cure you. Now that you're better, you have to pay me back. Look at this medicinal herb, it's all been absorbed and it's completely withered."

Zhong Lingxin lay motionless on the ground, thinking to herself, "I have a reason to wake up sooner."

Wu Yuanshan didn't think about Zhong Lingxin's answer. He just saw that Zhong Lingxin was getting better and thought about getting some more benefits from her. He would use a spiritual herb that had lost its medicinal properties to fool Zhong Lingxin so that she would compensate him with a good spiritual herb.

Zhong Lingxin lay in bed for two more days, and when she estimated that the time was almost up, she let out a soft groan.

Upon hearing Zhong Lingxin's voice, Wu Yuanshan rushed over: "Brother Yuanwei, you're awake! My goodness, you're finally awake! These past few days have scared me to death!"

Zhong Lingxin pretended to be confused and listened to Wu Yuanshan's rambling. Finally, she pretended to suddenly realize something and expressed her gratitude to Wu Yuanshan.

Wu Yuanshan was so proud of himself that he waved the wrinkled Jade God Grass in front of Zhong Lingxin.

Zhong Chun cried out anxiously, "Xin Xin, come here, come here, I can make it grow!"

Zhong Lingxin pretended to struggle as she raised her hand: "Thank you, Brother Yuanshan. This elixir saved me. I will definitely find one, no, two, for you in the future. I will remember this life-saving grace and repay you when I have the chance."

Wu Yuanshan handed the Auspicious Herb to Zhong Lingxin and said with a smile, "We're brothers, so there's no need for repayment. You've absorbed most of this Auspicious Herb; there's still a little bit of medicinal value left. You can continue absorbing it. I'm going to patrol the camp. Staying at the camp isn't an easy job, and we can't afford to let anything happen to it."

Zhong Lingxin smiled as she watched Wu Yuanshan leave, and saw him considerately close the door. Only then did she have a sudden thought and send the auspicious herb into the Nine-Story Pagoda.

Zhong Chun beamed as she held the Auspicious Grass: "Xin Xin, although the Auspicious Grass is only a third-grade spiritual herb, it is a spiritual herb that nourishes the spirit, and it's such a big plant. Just plant it in the ground to absorb spiritual energy."

Zhong Lingxin asked with a smile, "It's all dried up, can it still grow?"

Zhong Chun said smugly, "I've planted three lifetimes' worth of spiritual herbs. I have a way. You should go and find a way to kill that Blood Leader and get the Buddhist beads back."