CHAPTER 675: CHAPTER 56: DISPELLING COLD AND BREAKING ICE (PART 2)

Such an array is undoubtedly a treasure. It’s a pity that Mei Xiang and Mei Nian met with accidents one after another, and Meijia Village and Zhou Ziang are not related by blood or kinship. He would certainly not sacrifice his own Spiritual Energy for the people in the valley.

"I’ll also give it a try," Xiao Xian heard that Zhou Ziang and Mei Xiang could move the first layer, and she felt an urge to test her current strength. Her fingertips flowed with beautiful silvery Spiritual Energy, smoothly streaming towards the array that seemed long deprived of Spiritual Energy. She had stayed in Cherry Valley for a month or so, only knowing that this place was rich in Spiritual Energy, never expecting that it wasn’t naturally occurring, but was instead formed by a man-made array.

The appearance of the array, although it added some mystery to the situation in Cherry Valley, also brought a glimmer of hope to the villagers there. Listening to Zhou Ziang just now, his Spiritual Power had also suffered greatly recently, and intuitively, Xiao Xian roughly knew that this had something to do with her previous "Plunder" of his Spiritual Energy in the Silver-grade Space. If she were to force herself for the sake of Cherry Valley again, just thinking about it made Xiao Xian feel very embarrassed.

After the first wave of Silver Grade Spiritual Energy was input into the array, let alone the first layer of the pentagram, even the outermost circle showed no change, no light, no movement, not to mention the first layer of the pentagram. According to Zhou Ziang’s explanation, only if the first layer of the pentagram could be activated could Cherry Valley restore its spring-like scene throughout all seasons, which would improve the villagers’ lives. If Mei Nian were in good health now, he would definitely want all the villagers to live and work in peace and contentment.

"Stop trying, this array has some mysteries, and your Spiritual Power is not enough," Xiao Xian bit her lips tightly, her face extremely serious, her hands continuously producing new Silver Grade Spiritual Energy, resolute not to give up until the circle was moved.

Gold Grade and Silver Grade are only a fine line apart, how come she felt so frustrated, even unable to light up a circle. Xiao Xian stubbornly persisted, but no one could hold her back.

Almost simultaneously, the sugarcane seedling in the Silver-grade Space also felt Xiao Xian’s intention. Since entering the Reverse Genius Class at Huake Institute, and after attending several simulated situation classes, Xiao Xian had become accustomed to utilizing her own Spiritual Power. Now, under the pressing need to activate the ancient array, the Spatial Spiritual Power flowed through Xiao Xian’s body, continuously emerging.

"!" Zhou Ziang fell silent, he seemed to sense something. Xiao Xian had not long ago broken through from copper to Silver Grade. The last time she broke through, Zhou Ziang had lent a hand. Logically, based on her current pace of cultivation, she should still be just ordinary Silver Rank Early Stage. When Xiao Xian just started to generate Spiritual Power, Zhou Ziang only felt a stream of delicate creek-like Spiritual Energy, slowly and neatly injected into the array.

That meter-wide array, however, seemed like a gaping maw of a gluttonous beast, swallowing up her weak Spiritual Energy in one gulp, leaving not even a trace of thin Spiritual Energy. But immediately after, it was as if a dormant volcano suddenly erupted from within Xiao Xian’s body, producing a river-sized Spiritual Energy, attacking the greedy array monster again and again, as if resolved not to stop until the whole array was submerged.

Zhou Ziang was someone who, in his previous life, was a genius of the heavens, and in just an instant, he detected that Xiao Xian was carrying a Magical Treasure not inferior to the array.

On the outermost periphery of the array, the circular layer slowly began to glow with firefly-like lights. The layer of firefly-like light brightened, but the first layer of the pentagram was still not illuminated by Spiritual Energy. Between the circular shape and the first layer of the star shape, it seemed as if there was a chasm as vast as the division between the Chu and Han rivers, light and darkness reflecting off each other.

"Um," Xiao Xian suddenly shuddered, staggered, and Zhou Ziang quickly stepped forward, holding her in his arms, and with a reverse swipe of his hand, cut off the Spiritual Energy she was still sending into the array.

Looking at the young girl in his arms, her cheeks covered in sweat, as if she had just emerged from water, her body soft and limp, her hair sticking to her smooth forehead, her eyelashes trembling continuously.

"You’re being too reckless, that burst just now might have exhausted all your Spiritual Energy," Zhou Ziang’s eyebrows furrowed deeply, his hand testing Xiao Xian’s temperature, feeling only a piece of cool warmth.

"It’s nothing, just sleep it off, and have a good meal tomorrow," Xiao Xian had been using her Spiritual Energy too frequently lately, and tonight the array was beyond her ability. Forcibly pushing forward, her Spiritual Power was exhausted, and if not for Zhou Ziang being there, she probably would have fainted next to the array in confusion.

"Xiao Xian, it’s time to go back," Feng Xing, after learning the unique skills of Sister-in-law Hua in making wild vegetable and dough nuggets, and asking for a few unique recipes for women having babies, walked out of the Hua Family contentedly.

Just as he stepped out, he suddenly remembered that he came tonight to monitor Xiao Xian and Zhou Ziang, but in the blink of an eye, both young people had vanished. This anxious "uncle-in-law," more diligent than Zhuo Feng, hurriedly searched around the mountains, and only when faint lights were visible ahead, did he find his way.

Having not walked far, he saw the two people ahead huddled together, Zhou Ziang bending down, whispering intimately into Xiao Xian’s ear, in a posture that didn’t look like anything other than people in deep love, which even Feng Xing refused to believe otherwise.

This over-concerned "twenty-four filial piety uncle," his eyes wide with surprise, disregarding the slippery snow underfoot, ran over quickly, slipping accidentally, and with a solid thud, landed sprawled out.

Hearing the noise, Xiao Xian, peering over Zhou Ziang’s shoulder, could not help but laugh, the laughter disturbing the branches above where the melting ice and snow, with several "drip, drip" sounds, seemed to thaw a bit more. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, we warmly welcome you to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast recommendation tickets, monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)