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

Yan Yue stepped into the depths of the valley. The air was thick with the fragrance of plants and trees, mingled with a subtle fluctuation of spiritual energy. Sunlight filtered through dense foliage, casting dappled shadows on the ground. The colorful spiritual herbs swayed gently in the breeze, emitting an alluring luster. Yan Yue advanced cautiously, her gaze scanning her surroundings with a sharp gaze, not daring to relax for even a moment. The painful lessons of her previous life had taught her that the world of immortal cultivation is full of dangers, and the slightest carelessness could lead to irreparable destruction.

Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps shattered the tranquility of the valley. A dark figure emerged from the dense undergrowth, blocking Yan Yue's path with lightning speed. It was Zhang Hu, his face brimming with greed, his gaze fixed on the jade box in Yan Yue's hands, like a hungry wolf stalking its prey.

"Little girl, this spiritual herb is mine! If you know what's good for you, hand it over and I'll consider sparing your life!" Zhang Hu's tone was arrogant, his eyes gleaming with a fierce glint. He had long coveted the spiritual herbs in this valley, but had never been able to find the entrance. Now, seeing the jade box in Yan Yue's hand, he concluded that the girl had already picked the spiritual herbs, and greed suddenly arose in his heart.

Yan Yue sneered inwardly, but remained expressionless. She feigned panic, taking a few steps back and stammering, "I... I discovered this spiritual herb first... Why should I give it to you?" Her eyes rolled, a plan dawned on her mind. She deliberately lowered her voice, and with a hint of tears in her voice, she said, "Big Brother, I... I'm just a casual cultivator passing by. Please let me go..."

Seeing Yan Yue's timid appearance, Zhang Hu felt even more proud. He sneered and approached Yan Yue step by step. "Little girl, stop pretending! All the spiritual herbs in this valley are mine! If you behave, I can save some soup for you. Otherwise..." He paused deliberately, a vicious look in his eyes. "Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

Yan Yue retreated in a panic, but in reality, she was secretly observing the surrounding terrain. She calmly scattered a few inconspicuous seeds on the ground. These seeds were collected earlier and could quickly grow into vines, forming a simple trap.

"Brother, I... I really don't have many spiritual herbs..." Yan Yue said as he secretly kicked the fallen leaves under his feet to the location of the seeds to cover their traces.

Zhang Hu had lost his patience. He shouted, "Stop talking nonsense! Hand it over!" He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the jade box in Yan Yue's hand.

Yan Yue's eyes flashed, and he lightly shifted his steps, seemingly casually dodging Zhang Hu's attack. Zhang Hu missed his attack, but was suddenly tripped by something, and his body suddenly fell forward...

"What's going on?" Zhang Hu exclaimed, but before he could react... Zhang Hu exclaimed, and before he could react, he felt his feet tighten, as if he were being entangled by countless vines. He looked down and saw that the once flat ground had suddenly sprouted a dense mass of green vines, binding him tightly. These vines grew at an extremely fast rate, and in the blink of an eye, they had completely engulfed him, leaving only his head exposed.

"What's going on?!" Zhang Hu struggled in fear, but found that these vines were extremely tough and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free. He realized that he had fallen into a trap and his face turned pale.

Yan Yue stood aside, looking at the disheveled Zhang Hu with a sneer on her face. She covered her mouth in feigned surprise and exclaimed, "Oh, big brother, why are you so careless? There are so many strange plants in this valley. Be careful when you walk."

Zhang Hu was both embarrassed and annoyed. He roared in frustration, "Little girl, how dare you play tricks on me?! Let me go!"

A sly glint flashed in Yan Yue's eyes. She slowly walked up to Zhang Hu, squatted down, looked at him with a smile, and said, "Big Brother, didn't you just say that all the spiritual herbs in this valley are yours? Why are you begging me to let you go now?"

Zhang Hu's face turned pale and blue, and he gritted his teeth and said, "If you let me go, I...I will give you all these spiritual herbs!"

Yan Yue chuckled, shook his head, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in your spiritual herbs. I just want to tell you that greed comes at a price."

As she spoke, she stretched out her finger and flicked it gently, and a small seed fell on Zhang Hu's body. The seed quickly grew and turned into a bright red flower, emitting a rich fragrance.

"What is this?" Zhang Hu asked in horror.

Yan Yue smiled mysteriously and said, "This is a special psychedelic flower. Its pollen can cause hallucinations and make people see what they desire most."

As the fragrance of the flowers filled the air, Zhang Hu's eyes gradually became blurred, and an infatuated smile appeared on his face, as if he had seen something beautiful. He began to mutter to himself, saying some irrelevant words.

Yan Yue stood up, clapped her hands, and turned to leave. She didn't take anything from Zhang Hu, even leaving the spiritual herbs she had picked there. She wanted to let Zhang Hu experience the taste of greed in the illusion, to make him understand that there are some things that he cannot possess.

In the valley, Zhang Hu was still immersed in hallucinations. He seemed to see mountains of spirit stones, supreme power, and countless people worshiping him... He stretched out his hands greedily, wanting to grab all of this, but found that they were all just illusions and eventually disappeared without a trace.

Yan Yue's figure disappeared into the depths of the valley, leaving only Zhang Hu's manic laughter echoing through the valley. A gust of wind blew, and the bright red flower withered, leaving only a faint fragrance lingering in the air...

"Where...where is this place..." Zhang Hu's voice gradually weakened, and his consciousness began to blur... He saw a blurry figure slowly walking towards him...

The vibrant red flowers withered, their fragrance fading, and Zhang Hu's hallucination faded with them. He looked around blankly, realizing he was still bound by the vines, unable to move. Memories flooded back: he remembered being trapped in Yan Yue's trap, then mesmerized by the strange flowers. Shame and anger mingled, and he wished he could tear Yan Yue into pieces.

"Little girl, how dare you tease me like this!" Zhang Hu roared with gritted teeth, his voice hoarse and with a hint of weakness after fear.

Yan Yue stood not far away, watching him leisurely with a hint of mockery on her face. "Hey, big brother, you're finally awake? I thought you were going to stay in this dream forever." She pretended to be surprised, her tone full of teasing.

"You...what kind of magic did you use?!" Zhang Hu struggled, but found that the vines were getting tighter and tighter, strangling him so hard that it hurt.

"Witchcraft? Big Brother, you're really joking." Yan Yue covered his mouth with his hands and chuckled, a cunning glint in his eyes. "I just used a little trick to expose your true nature: greed and stupidity."

"You!" Zhang Hu was sore by Yan Yue's words that he became furious. He struggled with all his might and finally broke through a few vines. Then he stumbled to his feet and pounced on Yan Yue like a wounded beast.

"Looking for death!" He roared, waving his fists, trying to kill Yan Yue with one blow.

Yan Yue was prepared, and with a flick of her body, she dodged Zhang Hu's attack. Zhang Hu missed and fell heavily to the ground, uttering a muffled groan.

Yan Yue did not pursue the victory, but stood aside, watching Zhang Hu's miserable appearance with cold eyes. She knew that Zhang Hu would not give up easily, and she had to find a way to get rid of him completely.

Zhang Hu climbed up again, his eyes full of murderous intent. He lunged at Yan Yue again, this time with even more ferocious and deadly attacks.

Yan Yue nimbly dodged Zhang Hu's attacks, occasionally counterattacking, leaving him exhausted. Like a nimble swallow, she dove in and out of Zhang Hu's attacks, making it impossible for him to touch her.

"Damn it!" Zhang Hu's anger grew stronger as his attacks failed again and again. He began to attack recklessly, his moves becoming increasingly chaotic.

Yan Yue seized the opportunity and kicked Zhang Hu on the knee, causing him to fall to his knees. She quickly stepped forward and pressed acupuncture points on Zhang Hu, rendering him unable to move.

"What...what did you do to me?!" Zhang Hu asked in horror, he felt his body out of control.

Yan Yue looked down at him and said coldly: "Don't worry, I just want you to be quiet for a while." She turned and walked towards the place where she had found the spiritual herbs before and began to collect them.

However, just as she was concentrating on collecting spiritual herbs, she suddenly felt a vague gaze from behind her, which made her feel uneasy...

"Who?" Yan Yue turned around suddenly, but found that there was no one behind him.