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

Yan Yue held her breath, her figure flashing, hiding behind a thick, old tree. Sharp shouts rang out again, accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps, as several guards rushed in her direction. They held swords in hand, their eyes scanning the surroundings vigilantly, but they found no trace of Yan Yue. Only after the guards had walked away did Yan Yue cautiously peek out, thinking to herself: It seems the security in this warehouse is even tighter than I imagined. Forcing my way in might be difficult.

She recalled what Pharmacist Qi had mentioned: the energy fluctuations near the spiritual mine were unusually active. Perhaps this characteristic could be exploited. Yan Yue closed her eyes, concentrated, and sensed the flow of spiritual energy around her. Sure enough, a strange energy fluctuation was emanating from the warehouse, completely different from the energy fluctuations at the spiritual mine, appearing even more eerie and cold. This energy fluctuation seemed to be emanating from within the warehouse, and it was so weak that it would be undetectable without careful observation.

Yan Yue's heart skipped a beat. Could this cold energy fluctuation be...? She glanced around again, making sure no one was watching. Then she took a deep breath and activated her spiritual energy. After her rebirth, she had secretly cultivated a special technique that allowed her to conceal her spiritual energy fluctuations, making her invisible, undetectable to others. This was her golden finger, the very reason she dared to play dumb and eat the tiger.

As her spiritual energy circulated, Yan Yue's body gradually became ethereal, as if merging with the surroundings. She slipped lightly through the guards' patrol route, like a shadow, silently approaching the warehouse door. The door was tightly closed, intricately carved with runes, emitting a faint aura, clearly a powerful barrier. But this didn't faze Yan Yue. She extended a slender finger and gently touched the runes on the door. A stream of pure spiritual energy flowed through her fingertips, deftly unlocking the barrier.

The warehouse door slowly opened, and Yan Yue slipped in, quickly closing it again. The light inside was dim, and the air was filled with a faint musty smell. Yan Yue carefully observed her surroundings, noting that the warehouse was filled with a large amount of spiritual stones and various rare medicinal herbs, emitting a rich spiritual energy. In the deepest part of the warehouse, she saw a locked wooden box, also engraved with intricate runes. Her intuition told her that this box must contain something important.

Yan Yue repeated her old trick and easily unlocked the rune lock on the wooden box. Inside, she found a thick stack of unmarked envelopes. Yan Yue picked up a letter and carefully opened it. In the dim light, she read its contents. The letter detailed the internal strife within the Murong family and how outside forces were inciting discord among family members to ultimately gain control of the spiritual mine. This was a major discovery!

Yan Yue quickly scanned the contents of the letter, her heart awash with anxiety. She had finally found evidence proving the Murong family's conflict wasn't accidental, but rather orchestrated by someone behind the scenes! She placed the letter back into the box, locked it again, and quietly left the warehouse.

Shortly after Yan Yue left, a figure appeared at the warehouse entrance, staring grimly at the closed door. "Someone's been in..." he whispered, a hint of doubt and caution in his tone. "It seems our little rat is even more cunning than we imagined..."

Yan Yue had just returned to her residence and hadn't yet sorted out the information she'd received from the warehouse when she heard a commotion outside. She pushed the door open and saw Murong Yun and several of his family members standing menacingly in the courtyard, their faces filled with undisguised hostility.

"Yan Yue, you sneaked into the family's secret warehouse. What on earth do you want to do?" Murong Yun asked harshly, his eyes as sharp as torches, as if he wanted to see through Yan Yue.

Yan Yue's heart sank; it seemed her infiltration into the warehouse had been exposed. She calmly closed the door and said slowly, "Master Murong, I was just checking on the family's supplies. I have no ill intentions."

"Checking supplies? Do you think we'll believe your lies?" Murong Yun sneered, "How can you just walk in and out of a secret warehouse? You're clearly trying to pry into family secrets!"

Several other disciples also echoed this, pointing fingers at Yan Yue, their words full of suspicion and dissatisfaction.

At this moment, a tall figure stood in front of Yan Yue. It was Nong Jin. He glanced at Murong Yun and the others with a cold gaze, his tone calm but with an undeniable authority: "Master Murong, everything Yan Yue did was for the benefit of the family. Isn't it too much for you to make such groundless accusations?"

Nong Jin's presence made Yan Yue feel extremely at ease. She gently held Nong Jin's hand, feeling the warmth of his palm, and the tension in her heart dissipated.

"For the benefit of the family?" Murong Yun curled his lips in disdain. "She's an outsider, what right does she have to talk about the interests of the family? I think she clearly has ulterior motives and wants to steal our family treasures!"

Nong Jin smiled faintly, "Master Murong, you keep saying that Yan Yue is an outsider, but have you ever seen how much effort she put into resolving the family dispute? She sneaked into the warehouse to find out the truth and protect the family's interests. You are accusing her so indiscriminately, aren't you chilling the hearts of all those who have sacrificed so much for the family?"

Murong Yun was speechless for a moment. Although he was full of hostility towards Yan Yue, he could not deny her contribution to the family.

"I... I'm just worried that the family secrets will be leaked..." Murong Yun argued.

A cold glint flashed in Nong Jin's eyes. "Mr. Murong, instead of being suspicious here, you should think carefully about who is behind this discord and harming the interests of the family. Yan Yue has found some clues and I believe the truth will be revealed soon."

As he spoke, he pulled out a letter from his pocket. It was one of the letters Yan Yue had brought out from the warehouse. He handed the letter to Murong Yun and said in a deep voice, "Take a look for yourself."

Murong Yun took the letter hesitantly, opened it, and his face turned pale. The contents of the letter shocked him and made him doubt his previous judgment.

The atmosphere froze for a moment, and the surrounding disciples craned their necks, trying to get a clearer look at the letter's contents. Murong Yun clutched the letter tightly, veins bulging on the back of his hand, his eyes gleaming with complex emotions. He raised his head, glaring at Yan Yue gloomily, and said word by word, "Even if you find evidence, it won't prove your innocence..." He crumpled the letter into a ball and threw it to the ground. "I..."

Before Murong Yun could finish his words, he abruptly drew his sword, pointing it directly at Nong Jin, his eyes burning with anger. "No matter what Immortal Emperor you are, if you dare to meddle in the affairs of our Murong family, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Before he could finish his words, he flashed and rushed towards Nong Jin like an arrow from a bow, his sword flashing with a fierce murderous aura.

Nong Jin's expression remained unchanged, not even moving. He casually raised a hand, and an invisible spiritual power surged out like a tide, completely neutralizing Murong Yun's attack. Murong Yun felt a powerful force collide with him, and he flew backward like a kite with a broken string, hitting the ground heavily, spurting blood from his mouth.

Seeing this, the surrounding disciples drew their weapons, ready to charge forward. Nong Jin's eyes glared, and an even more powerful spiritual energy emanated from him, instantly blowing away Murong Yun's supporters. Like fallen leaves swept by an autumn wind, they scattered helplessly across the courtyard.

"Stop!" An old and majestic voice came. Elder Lin walked quickly into the courtyard. Seeing the chaotic scene before him, his brows knitted tightly. "Yun'er, what are you doing?!"

Murong Yun struggled to get up from the ground, pointing at Yan Yue and Nong Jin, and roared, "They...they broke into the family warehouse and stole secrets! I...I want..."

Elder Lin turned his gaze to Yan Yue, a hint of inquiry in his eyes. Yan Yue calmly stepped forward and handed Elder Lin another letter he had brought from the warehouse. "Elder Lin, things are not as Master Murong thinks. This letter can prove everything."

Elder Lin took the letter and read it carefully. Its contents shocked him. It clearly described a scheme by external forces colluding with certain individuals within the Murong Family to incite family strife and profit from it. After reading the letter, Elder Lin's expression grew grave. He gave Yan Yue a deep look and said in a deep voice, "Yun'er, you misunderstood Miss Yan Yue. Everything she did was for the family."

Murong Yun's eyes widened in disbelief. "Grandpa, you... you believe her? This... this is clearly..."

"Enough!" Elder Lin interrupted him harshly. "The facts are right before your eyes. What else do you have to say? Miss Yan Yue risked her life to find out the truth, and not only are you not grateful, you're actually attacking her. How disgraceful!"

Murong Yun's face turned pale and blue, and he finally lowered his head dejectedly. Although he still felt a little unwilling, he also knew that he had been impulsive this time.

Elder Lin turned to look at Yan Yue, his eyes filled with gratitude and admiration. "Miss Yan Yue, this time, thanks to you, otherwise our Murong family would have been in an irretrievable situation. On behalf of the Murong family, I express my sincere gratitude to you."

Yan Yue smiled slightly, "Elder Lin, you are too kind. Everything I did was what I should do."

However, at that moment, a man in black silently appeared on a distant rooftop. He took in everything that had just happened, a cold glint in his eyes. He pulled a sound transmission note from his pocket, whispered a few words, and then released it, watching it disappear into the night sky. On the note, a strange symbol was printed—the very emblem of the mysterious organization.

The man in black sneered and whispered, "Looks like we need to bring our plans forward..." He turned and disappeared into the night, leaving behind only a few pieces of rubble on the roof, blown down by the wind and making a slight sound. In the distance, the Murong family meeting hall was brightly lit, and figures were everywhere...