CHAPTER 428: CHAPTER 1: PLAYING INNOCENT AFTER GETTING THE ADVANTAGE

This time, Xiao Xian was unconscious for a long time.

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 nighttime, 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 former 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 abdomen, 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 time, suddenly regained strength.

She stretched out her palm; her skin seemed 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 Meijia Village," Mei Nian held a bowl of fragrant soup in her hands.

Meijia Village, by the sound of it, must be the Mei 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 moment, Xiao Xian had no time to appreciate the surrounding scenery. "How is Xuerou?"

"Before asking questions, drink this medicine first. It’s hard to get, and if it cools, the effects will diminish," Mei Nian, changing her previously malicious tone towards Xiao Xian, genially urged her to drink the medicine.

Xiao Xian glanced at the color of the medicine, a shimmering 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," Mei Nian stepped closer, staring at Xiao Xian’s face, which was gradually regaining its color.

"Purple Ginseng, that sounds familiar," Xiao Xian wondered, suddenly remembering that Zhou Ziang had once given her a Purple Ginseng.

The bowl was now close to her lips; the hot steam from the medicine was invigorating just by the smell alone, and Xiao Xian knew that it must be beneficial for her body, so she drank it sip by sip.

The medicine 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 time, you’ll need one Purple Ginseng a month," Mei Nian was not one to make a losing deal; the person who took the trouble to stew medicine 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 medicine 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," Mei Nian saw that the medicine 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," Mei 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 Mei family," the Purple Ginseng Soup in Xiao Xian’s stomach began to churn.

"Considering that old man, someone who only knows how to use the Spiritual Rhinos Scissors as pruning shears, he doesn’t qualify to be your master. To be honest," Mei 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 Mei 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,"