A Farm Girl: Three Acres of Fertile Land Can Be Exchanged for a Country

The ship regained some balance, but the situation was still dire. The wind and rain were too intense, and it was impossible to predict when they would end. Wutong didn't know how much longer the ship could hold on, nor did she care. She gripped the mast and gazed into the distance, trying to find what Old Man Huang and Xuyun had mentioned.

It could be a door, a mountain, a wave, or a tree; it's no different from anything else in the world. But the moment you see it, you'll know it's a celestial gate.

The words "Immortal Sect" are deeply imprinted in her life.

The sycamore tree's face was cold and wet, it was hard to tell if it was tears or water, and it tried its best to open its eyes wide in the wind and rain, unwilling to miss anything it could see.

Her hair, disheveled by the strong wind, obstructed her vision. She raised her dagger and, as if cutting a rope earlier, severed a large clump of hair.

A giant wave, tens of meters high, rose up before her eyes, nearly capsizing the ship. Just as she was about to go find Duan Fufeng, the giant wave crashed down, the seawater obscuring the sky and creating a deafening roar.

Her scalp tingled, her knuckles gripping the mast turned bluish-white, and her skin and muscles stiffened from the cold rain.

The Immortal Sect... she needs to find the Immortal Sect...

The sycamore tree tries to stand on its tiptoes, wanting to see further.

Boom——

Another giant wave crashed down, landing squarely on the ship. The ship, which was several times sturdier than an ordinary vessel, was smashed to pieces, leaving only the keel floating on the water.

As the wave crashed over her, Wutong was thrown into the sea by the splashing water. The icy seawater enveloped her, relentlessly forcing its way into her mouth, nose, and ears. When she regained consciousness and poked her head out of the water, she was met with an apocalyptic scene.

A fierce wind raged, and dark clouds obscured the sun. The sea was as black as ink, with a lone, broken plank floating on its surface.

"Duan Fufeng!" she called out at her loudest volume, but against the backdrop of the storm, it sounded like a mosquito's hum.

Wutong swam forward desperately, checking every broken plank, and was overturned by the waves countless times along the way.

Before she was completely exhausted, a familiar wooden pillar floated past her. Gritting her teeth, she swam forward, grabbed the pillar, and struggled to flip over. Duan Fufeng was still tied to it, soaked to the bone. His cotton clothes, saturated with water, weighed as much as a stone. Luckily, there was a wooden pillar behind him; otherwise, he would have sunk to who knows where.

Wutong untied the ropes, pushed him onto a broken wooden board, took off his cotton-padded coat, and knelt down beside him, panting heavily.

Why hasn't the Immortal Sect appeared yet?

The wooden planks were pushed and swayed by the waves, and a muffled roar came from the seabed, as if another huge wave was about to rise.

Wutong hugged Duan Fufeng tightly and lay down on the wooden plank, but even so, they were still overturned when the giant wave rose.

Its body was lifted into the air, flew a long way, plunged into the water, and was then lifted up by the waves, tossed high into the air.

She looked down, as if looking down into a valley from a mountaintop. The immense height made her dizzy, and her muscles contracted automatically due to tension, causing her to twitch unconsciously.

Falling into water from a height of several hundred meters is no different from falling onto concrete.

Wutong hugged Duan Fufeng tighter, feeling not afraid, but rather relieved.

It's all finally coming to an end.

After the giant wave reached its peak, it plummeted downwards. The water flow within the wave was incredibly fast, and she felt as if her internal organs were being squeezed. She even tasted a sweet, metallic flavor in her mouth, wondering if her internal organs had been crushed.

The numb nerves felt no pain, but consciousness began to blur. When the wave had receded halfway, the sycamore trees were already...

The view below was no longer clearly visible.

In the blur, it seemed as if a white light shone into her eyes.

She landed, feeling the expected pain in her body, as if all her bones had been shattered, yet still connected, barely forming a human shape.

The excruciating pain brought her to a slightly more awake state, and with her last bit of strength, she opened her eyes.

In the blinding white light, she saw Duan Fufeng lying in front of her, the snow-white ground and walls, and a white figure running towards her.

Then, darkness enveloped her vision, and she fainted.

Wutong felt that she must have been dreaming. The scene in the dream was very chaotic. Four-wheeled cars were speeding through the streets of Lingyun Mansion, and someone was making a wedding dress out of coarse linen and displaying it in a glass shop window.

The vendor handed her a sesame seed cake, and she took out two copper coins to give to him, but he shook his head and told her to scan a WeChat QR code.

She walked along, munching on a sesame seed cake, planning to find a mountain to have tea, when voices sounded from both her left and right sides at the same time.

"Wutong".

On the left is Wenxin, and on the right is Duan Fufeng.

She stared intently at the two of them, and they stared intently at her in return.

Wutong turned and ran, but her path was blocked behind her. Nanxing stood there covered in blood, his hands on her shoulders, and said with a heavy and suppressed voice, "I've finally found you."

His blood dripped onto her sesame seed cake, mixing with the meat filling.

She felt a strong urge to vomit, her head was spinning, and she felt so uncomfortable that she felt like she was about to explode.

"what……"

She yelled, but the sound that came out was like a mosquito's hum.

Wenxin was gone, Duan Fufeng was gone, and Nanxing was gone too. She struggled to open her right eye and saw nothing but white.

Her left eye felt like it was being blocked by something. She reached out to clear it and touched something soft that reminded her of the pure cotton sheets in her home before she transmigrated.

What is this place?

She strained to open her eyes wider, trying to see more clearly, but even the slightest movement caused a pulling sensation. Her cervical spine ached as if it were broken. She forced herself to look down and saw that her body was covered in four or five strangely shaped plastic tubes inserted into her abdomen and chest.

Some pipes were feeding things in, while others looked like some kind of connecting wire. At the same time, something was dripping and beeping overhead.

She was about to look up when, as soon as she moved, a loud, blaring siren rang in her ears, like some kind of alarm.

The piercing sound brought her back to her senses, and her lost consciousness slowly returned to her mind. The pain in her internal organs and limbs was also transmitted to her brain, but it was not as unbearable as she had expected. Instead, it was a dull, numb sensation.

This place is so strange, where exactly is it? Where is Duan Fufeng?

Wutong tried hard to sit up, but her hands and feet were not very obedient, and she couldn't find a foothold for a long time.

Just then, the door was pushed open, and a series of hurried footsteps came to the bedside. Someone pressed her head down and shone a blinding light into her eyes.

She was so startled that she turned her head away and found a window on the other side, overlooking a blue sky, white clouds, and bright sunshine.

"Heartbeat is normal... All indicators are almost normal, we can stop the transfusion and continue to observe."

Someone said this, and then some of the tubes on her body were removed. The feeling of having her body manipulated was extremely uncomfortable. Wutong frowned, wanting to ask who they were, but the other person spoke first.

"you're awake?"

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