Farmer Girl Reborn: I Play the Pig and Eat the Tiger in the World of Immortal Cultivation

The figure slowly approached, and the dim light grew brighter, gradually revealing a woman in a pale pink dress. Her features were beautiful, her features were picturesque, but her face was slightly pale. A faint mist lingered around her, adding a touch of ethereal aura.

"Don't be afraid, I am the guardian spirit of this tomb. You can call me Flower Spirit." The woman's voice was as soft as the wind, but with a hint of sadness.

Yan Yue wasn't startled by Hua Ling's sudden appearance, but instead looked at her calmly. This calmness surprised Hua Ling slightly. She had guarded this tomb for a long time and had witnessed countless intruders. Greed, fear, excitement... all sorts of emotions played out before her eyes, but she had never seen anyone as calm as Yan Yue.

"Guardian spirit?" Yan Yue repeated, a trace of thought flashing in his eyes, "Why are you here?"

The flower spirit sighed softly, her gaze drifting deeper into the tomb. "In my lifetime, I was a maid to the master of this tomb. I was buried here for some reason, and my soul is imprisoned here, unable to reincarnate."

Yan Yue listened quietly without interrupting. She could sense the faint sadness emanating from Hua Ling, a despair of being trapped, but also a longing for freedom.

"What do you want?" Yan Yue asked bluntly. She believed that Hua Ling had appeared not just to confide her past.

Hua Ling's gaze fell on Yan Yue, and a hint of hope flashed in her eyes. "I want you to help me fulfill a wish."

"What wish?"

The flower spirit was silent for a moment, as if trying to form her words. "I would like you to help me find my relic, bring it to the outside world, and bury it under a peach tree."

Yan Yue frowned slightly, "What is your relic? Where is it?"

Hua Ling extended a slender finger and pointed to a corner deep in the tomb. "My relic is hidden there. It's a jade hairpin."

Yan Yue looked in the direction of Hua Ling's finger and saw that the corner was full of rubble and debris, and looked insignificant.

"I can help you," Yan Yue said, "but you also have to tell me what other secrets are in this tomb."

Hua Ling smiled slightly, "I know there is a treasure hidden in this tomb. I can tell you its location."

At this moment, Yan Yue felt a familiar wave. It was Nong Jin's aura. Although weak, it clearly conveyed his location and status. He seemed to be in trouble.

A trace of worry crossed Yan Yue's heart. Although she and Nong Jin were acting separately, they had a special connection and could vaguely sense each other's presence.

Hua Ling seemed to notice something was wrong with Yan Yue and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Yue shook her head. "It's okay. Go on. Where is the treasure?" She suppressed her worry and tried to remain calm. However, her grip on the dagger unconsciously tightened. A subtle scent of blood wafted slowly through the air... Hua Ling pointed to a vine-covered stone platform deep in the tomb. "The treasure is there." As she finished her words, a subtle sound of something breaking through the air was heard. Yan Yue keenly noticed this strange change, and alarm bells rang in her heart.

A faint smell of blood, mixed with the stench of decay, drifted closer. Yan Yue gripped the dagger tightly, his eyes scanning the surroundings with vigilance. Almost immediately, Hua Ling also noticed something was amiss. Her transparent body trembled slightly, and her face paled even further. "Someone's coming..."

The vines swayed, and a figure stumbled out. It was Elder Feng. His clothes were tattered, his face was pale, and a deep wound on his shoulder, deep enough to seep the bone, was still bleeding. Clearly, the previous battle had taken its toll on him.

Elder Feng's cloudy eyes flashed with greed when he saw Yan Yue and Hua Ling. He suppressed the pain and said hoarsely, "Little girl, you've actually found the guardian spirit! It seems you already know the location of the treasure? Hand it over obediently, and I can spare your life!"

The arrival of Elder Feng interrupted Yan Yue's transaction with Hua Ling. Yan Yue was secretly annoyed. She had originally planned to obtain the treasure first and then look for Nong Jin. Now, it seemed that she had to deal with this problem first.

At that moment, Yan Yue sensed a familiar scent: Nong Jin's. Her heartbeat quickened, and an ambiguous feeling spread through her. She recalled every moment she had spent with Nong Jin: their casual touches, their affectionate glances, and the uniquely sunny aura he possessed.

Her face flushed slightly, and her body felt a little hot, as if Nong Jin was right beside her, caressing her cheek. This feeling made her a little intoxicated. However, Elder Feng's threat pulled her back from this charming atmosphere.

"If you want the treasure, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it!" Yan Yue snorted coldly, a cold light flashing in her eyes. She put the dagger back into the storage bag, and at the same time, the spiritual power in her hand surged, and a spiritual sword with a cold glow suddenly appeared in her hand.

Elder Feng saw the spirit sword in Yan Yue's hand, and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes. He hadn't expected this seemingly weak girl to be a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage. But then he thought, after all, he was also a Jindan stage cultivator. Even if he was injured, wouldn't it be easy for him to deal with a little girl in the early Foundation Establishment stage?

"If you don't accept my toast, you will be punished!" Elder Feng shouted angrily. Regardless of his own injuries, he waved the crutch in his hand and a stream of black air rushed straight towards Yan Yue.

Yan Yue dodged the attack deftly with a flash of her body. Her eyes were cold, and the spirit sword in her hand drew a graceful arc, piercing Elder Feng's chest.

Elder Feng did not expect Yan Yue's counterattack to be so swift and fierce. He barely dodged sideways, but the sword energy still cut his clothes, and a blood mark appeared on his chest.

"You..." Elder Feng covered his chest with his hands, his eyes filled with shock and anger.

Yan Yue didn't give him any chance to breathe, and attacked again with his sword. The sword light flashed, and the cold air was pressing.

"Stop!" a voice suddenly sounded.

"Stop!" This sudden voice didn't come from Nong Jin, but from Nangong Xue, who had been watching coldly. She flashed and stood between Yan Yue and Elder Feng.

Elder Feng was startled by this sudden change and stopped his attack abruptly. He glared at Nangong Xue and asked sternly, "Nangong Xue, what do you mean by this?"

Nangong Xue's expression was indifferent. "Elder Feng, isn't it really beneath your dignity to bully the weak?"

Elder Feng sneered, "This little girl is carrying a treasure, and I am just taking back what belongs to me!"

"Treasure? What treasure?" Nangong Xue raised an eyebrow, her eyes flicking back and forth between Yan Yue and Elder Feng. "Even if there really is a treasure, everyone should obtain it based on their own abilities, not by bullying the weak."

Elder Feng's face was gloomy. He had not expected Nangong Xue to intervene in this matter. He was afraid of the loose cultivator alliance behind Nangong Xue and did not dare to act rashly.

Yan Yue took this opportunity to exchange a glance with Hua Ling, who nodded slightly, as if to indicate that she could continue to negotiate terms.

At this moment, Elder Feng suddenly attacked, sweeping his cane towards Nangong Xue with a sharp gust of wind. He planned to deal with Nangong Xue first, and then deal with Yan Yue.

Nangong Xue was prepared. She dodged the attack lightly and threw out a talisman. The talisman exploded in the air, forming a mist that obscured Elder Feng's vision.

Elder Feng was trapped by the sudden fog and lost his direction for a moment.

Yan Yue seized the opportunity and swung the magic sword in his hand again, piercing Elder Feng's chest.

Although Elder Feng was disturbed by the fog, he still reacted quickly. He waved his crutch and barely blocked Yan Yue's attack.

However, Yan Yue's attack was just a feint, and the real killer move was the ball of spiritual power condensed in her other hand.

The spiritual power ball flew silently towards Elder Feng and hit him in the shoulder.

"Ah!" Elder Feng screamed miserably. A bloody hole was blown in his shoulder and blood gushed out.

He covered his wound and glared at Yan Yue with a ferocious expression, "Little girl, how dare you plot against me!"

Yan Yue snorted coldly, "Why should we be fair and square when dealing with a despicable villain like you?"

Nangong Xue's interference spell wore off. Seeing Elder Feng injured, she secretly rejoiced. She didn't continue to attack, but stood aside and watched coldly.

Elder Feng knew that he was no match for Yan Yue and Nangong Xue combined. He endured the pain, turned around and tried to escape.

However, how could Yan Yue let him escape so easily? She flashed and blocked Elder Feng's path.

"Want to leave? Not that easy!" The magic sword in Yan Yue's hand flashed with cold light and was filled with murderous intent.

Elder Feng’s face turned pale. He knew that he might not be able to escape today.

At this moment, Hua Ling suddenly spoke, "I can tell you the location of the treasure, but you must agree to one condition of mine."

Yan Yue and Elder Feng both looked at Hua Ling.

"What are the conditions?" Yan Yue asked.

Hua Ling pointed to a stone platform covered by vines deep in the tomb, "The treasure is there, but you need to help me find my companion first." She paused, her eyes falling on the spirit sword in Yan Yue's hand, "She... is also a spirit, trapped somewhere in the ruins..." Hua Ling's voice became lower and lower, and finally turned into a sigh.

Yan Yue clenched the spiritual sword in his hand...