When Gu Hua woke up, she felt pain in her head, as if something had grinded through it. However, she only remembered that she was beaten half to death by the red-clothed youth called Hong Yao, and she passed out when she left the stage.

But she had always felt that something had happened in the meantime that she did not know about. What had actually happened? She couldn't remember, and the thought gave her a headache.

She covered her head and felt that her head was no longer hurting. Only then did she stand up and discover that her clothes had somehow been changed into something black with the pattern of the Resurrection Lily. The Resurrection Lily was exquisite and beautiful, with a kind of nobility that looked down upon the world, giving her an extraordinary demeanor.

But who changed her clothes? Who gave them to him? Who could tell her? Although she was only 8 years old, she could still be considered a little girl.

Gu Hua slightly lifted up the blanket, only to discover a snow-white Little White Wolf sleeping beside her, breathing powerfully. The Little White Wolf seemed to have heard her mother's voice, and its small ears twitched, opening its long and narrow almond-shaped eyes to stare at her. It discovered that she was already feeling refreshed, so it fell back asleep.

Gu Hua didn't know why, but when the white wolf opened its eyes and looked at her, she actually felt that the white wolf got closer to her by quite a bit. She went closer and gently kissed the white wolf's flickering ears.

Gu Hua jumped off the bed and walked out of the room, only to realize that it was already the morning of the second day. She moved her inner breathing, only to realize that her true qi was completely depleted.

How could this be?!

She was a little afraid. Could it be that her cultivation had already been destroyed by that red-clothed youth?!

She thought of the red-clothed youth's bloodthirsty crescent moon bow and that strange piece of Dodder Silk Flower. That piece of Dodder Silk Flower was poisonous. Could it be that the poison of the Tutu Silk Flower had destroyed her?

She did not dare to think any further, for fear that things might not turn out as she had imagined.

She sat down in the herb field in front of the thatched cottage, wanting to know if she could still absorb the spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth. She sat down in the medicinal field in front of the thatched cottage, wanting to know if she could still absorb the spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth.

She placed her consciousness inside her body, and discovered that there were some changes in her body. Somehow, she originally only had Wind, Fire, Ice, and three types of spiritual roots, but she didn't know when, but she actually had a sliver of wood type spiritual root mixed into her body. Moreover, it seemed like it was going to fuse with the other three types of spiritual roots.

Gu Hua recalled the Dodder Silk Flower and the Bloodthirsty Crescent Bow that concealed a mysterious power. She thought to herself that maybe the Heavens were looking down on her and gave her a mysterious power that allowed her to quickly rise to greatness.

However, it was not bad to have a wood element that could achieve twice the results with half the work.

In the future, she wouldn't need to go through so much trouble to grow any more ginseng. There was nothing to be afraid of once the wood energy was used.

After thinking about it for so long, Gu Hua Wei finally let go of the huge burden in her heart. She could be considered to have gotten lucky from her misfortune.

At this time, she remembered that there was a wound near her chest. She stretched out her hand and touched it, and for some reason, she didn't feel any pain at all. It seemed like it had already formed a scab. She couldn't help but have wild fantasies. However, the wood type energy didn't have any healing powers. Or could she really recover after a night of fighting?

You must be lying...

Forget it, why are you thinking so much? Gu Hua lightly patted the clothes that didn't have any dust on them and sighed once again. These clothes were too pleasing to her eyes.

When Gu Hua returned to the thatched cottage, she saw that the little white wolf was still sleeping, but its ears had somehow turned red. Gu Hua truly felt that the little white wolf had found itself when its owner was sick.

Then, she decided to take out some fish from a space container and make some soup to replenish the little white wolf's body. It had to be known that the little white wolf was so young because it lost too much blood. When the little white wolf grew bigger, it would carry her everywhere.

Even when Gu Hua had slightly stewed the fish soup, the white wolf was still in deep sleep. Only the redness on its ears showed the restlessness in its master's heart.

Lady Gu thought for a moment, but she still poured out a bowl of soup, picked up a piece of fish and placed it in the bowl. She placed the bowl on a small stool to the side to ensure that the little white wolf would be able to eat delicious stewed fish the moment it woke up.

After that, he walked out of the house with a smile and closed the door for the white wolf.

This time, when Gu Hua Wei came to the Hidden Cloud Peak, many lolis did not dare to act arrogantly and brazenly like how she once was, bullying her without restraint. The girls not only looked at her without disdain, but also with admiration and fear, as if they were scared stiff by her suicidal strategy from yesterday.

Gu Hua sat obediently on her seat and closed her eyes to rest. No one bothered to look at her.

These lolis were not very old, but they were people who ate people without spitting out their bones. The ancient women had matured way too early.

When she was over ten years old, she didn't even know if she was still secretly in love with the class monitor.

Thinking about the past, this time, for some reason, her heart didn't feel sad anymore. Even when she thought about how she died under Gu Xiaoluo's gas stove and didn't see her father the last time, she didn't feel regretful. It was as if she could truly say goodbye to that world, that dream-like world.

She was currently a beauty of the continent of the Nine Nations, not a beauty of the twenty-first century.

This time, her life would not be as short.

Gu Hua slightly raised the corner of her lips. Her round face looked extremely adorable.

Not far away, a pair of fair and delicate hands were torn somehow. Blood dripped from the hands, and the little medicine boy who sat at the side held his hands with great care. "Qingcheng, you're bleeding. I'll show you …"

"No problem." Withdrawing her hand without leaving a trace, the girl in white smiled like a lotus, pure and gentle.

The medicine boy was captivated by her gentle smile, his eyes red. "But if I don't apply the medicine, will it hurt a lot?"

"It's not painful at all, Ying." The girl in white took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood off her hands. Her eyes were filled with profoundness.