Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
The car traveled for more than half an hour before they arrived at the Mo family’s villa on the outskirts of the city.
As soon as Mu Feng drove the car into the villa’s compound, Mo Zhixuan came to greet them with an anxious look on his face. Two servants followed closely behind him, pushing a wheelchair. An old lady was sitting in the wheelchair. She was so old that she could not even speak. She was Mo Zhixuan’s wife.
Ye Si got out of the car. “What happened? Why are you so anxious?” she asked.
“Great Master, the spiritual ginseng is gone!” Mo Zhixuan said anxiously.
When Xi Zhimo, who had just gotten out of the car, heard this, his already displeased expression turned even more unpleasant. “If it’s missing, then look for it!”
When Mo Zhixuan saw that Third Master Xi had also arrived, the chilliness he felt in his heart grew more intense.
Ye Si pressed her fingertips lightly and said, “Don’t worry. It’s right here. Bring Third Master to the living room first to wait.”
“Yes, Great Master.” Mo Zhixuan felt very relieved. He turned to Xi Zhimo and said respectfully, “Third Master, you have honored us with your presence. Please forgive our poor hospitality. Please come in.”
The group of people entered the villa. When they passed through the living room, Ye Si turned right into a long corridor.
Xi Zhimo’s face pulled a long face but he did not say anything. However, he turned to follow her. Mo Zhixuan did not dare to say anything and followed the two of them.
After walking down the corridor and turning left, they arrived at the back garden of the Mo family’s residence.
Mo Zhixuan walked to a potted plant and said, “Great Master, I’ve been raising the spiritual ginseng here all this time. When I woke up this morning to check, it was gone. I’ve searched the entire garden, but I couldn’t find it!”
Ye Si looked at the squarish porcelain flower pot and was surprised to find that the soil in the flower pot was actually soil from the Land of Eternal Void.
No wonder the spiritual ginseng didn’t run away from Mo Zhixuan’s back garden after so many years.
This was because the spiritual energy in the soil was more conducive to its growth than anywhere else.
Ye Si’s almond-shaped eyes glanced at a Money Tree next to the porcelain flower pot and she said softly, “You’re quite smart. You’ve already figured out the transformation technique?”
Upon hearing this, a leaf trembled slightly, then it quietly burrowed into the other leaves.
Ye Si smiled faintly and reached out to pull the leaf out. With a gentle pinch, the green leaf instantly turned into a robust stalk of ginseng.
The spiritual ginseng had many roots. As the roots struggled with all their might, they even emitted squeaking sounds.
Ye Si said, “Don’t worry. Since you not only possess a spirit but have also developed sentient intelligence, I won’t use your whole body to make medicine. I’ll just take one of your 10,000-year-old roots. What do you think?”
Upon hearing this, the spiritual ginseng crossed its two thickest roots in front of its body and raised its head, looking like a fighter who would rather be killed than humiliated.
Ye Si flicked its head and said, “You only have two choices now. You can either be obedient and I’ll teach you the entire transformation technique, or you can go against me and I’ll boil your whole body into medicine. You can choose.”
The spiritual ginseng instantly capitulated and kept on squeaking, as if it was begging for mercy.
Mu Feng was absolutely dumbfounded by this sight. “Mr. Xi, is Miss Ye talking to the ginseng?”
Xi Zhimo tilted his head and rolled his eyes at Mu Feng. “Why don’t you ask her!”
When Xi Zhimo turned around again, Ye Si had already handed him the spiritual ginseng. “Here you go.”
Xi Zhimo took the ginseng and looked at it carefully.
“Where’s the Mystic Pearl Herb?” Ye Si asked him.
“What Mystic Pearl Herb? I don’t have it.”
“It’s the ‘Auspicious Glory Medicinal Herb’ that you bid for.”
“Oh, it’s in the hotel. I’ll give it to you when I get back.”
Ye Si looked at Xi Zhimo in annoyance. “Then you don’t go first. Wait for me to finish my work.”
“Mm-hmm. I’ll wait for you in the living room.”
Xi Zhimo took the spiritual ginseng and walked out. He only whispered to Mu Feng after they were far away, and Mu Feng drove away hurriedly.
One of the spiritual ginseng’s roots covered its mouth as if it was laughing.
Xi Zhimo flicked its head in the same way Ye Si did earlier and threatened it icily, “If you dare to tell anyone, I’ll let you die without an intact corpse.”
The spiritual ginseng instantly became listless again.
This man didn’t have any trace of spiritual energy in his body, but he could still hurt it!
Fuck!
Why were there suddenly so many big shots whom it could not afford to offend?