Chapter 320 Amazing

Everyone knew Shen Xiaoming was at a crucial stage and couldn't be disturbed. So, they didn't speak much. They all turned around and their gaze fell back on the fruit tree swaying in the air.

Finally, after a quarter of an hour, the swaying fruit tree finally reached Shen Xiaoming.

At this moment, Shen Xiaoming's face was pale, and he seemed to be on the verge of falling.

Shen Xiaoyan waved her sleeve, retracted the fruit tree in front of her into her spatial artifact, and then quickly walked to Shen Xiaoming's side.

"Xiaoming, how are you?"

Shen Xiaoming withdrew his hand and gave Shen Xiaoyan a weak smile, "Big Sister, I'm fine. Am I doing great?"

Shen Xiaoyan smiled and nodded, "Xiaoming is the best. Now, rest well. Do you want me to send you back?"

Shen Xiaoming shook his head, "No need, Sister. I'll be fine in a while."

Shen Xiaoyan didn't say any more. She took out a bamboo basket from her spatial artifact and handed it to Shen Xiaoming, "Have some water."

After speaking, she took out a wooden chair and asked Shen Xiaoming to sit on it.

Shen Xiaoming sat on the wooden chair, opened the stopper of the bamboo basket, and saw hot steam rising. He realized it was hot water.

He looked at Shen Xiaoyan, wanting to ask why it was hot water, but he opened his mouth and didn't ask.

Shen Xiaoyan naturally saw Shen Xiaoming's hesitation but had no desire to explain.

Zheng Wei, however, suddenly spoke, attracting everyone's attention.

"Just now, what was that?"

He clearly remembered that Shen Xiaoyan's ability to cultivate had not been revealed to everyone.

Why did Shen Xiaoyan display such a skill in front of everyone now?

Shen Xiaoyan heard Zheng Wei's words and instantly understood his meaning, smiling as she explained.

It turned out that after Shen Xiaoyan returned to the main house, everyone was discussing who should take care of these fruit trees after they left.

Shen Xiaoyan's original intention was to ask Pan Shi and Liang Shi's family to check on them frequently. When the fruit trees bore fruit, they could sell them to repay debts.

As long as they could take care of the fruit trees and prevent any accidents, that would be fine.

Yi Zhixie suddenly said that since they had spatial rings and could preserve things, why not just take all these trees away.

Shen Xiaoyan thought Yi Zhixie's idea was good.

When they reached the Imperial Capital, they could buy a large courtyard and plant them, and still be able to eat various fruits.

So, the few of them came to the orchard together.

At first, Yi Zhixie went up and roughly pulled up the fruit trees, but because the force was uneven, several trees were directly broken in half.

Just as everyone felt that this matter might not work, Na Muzhong suddenly spoke.

She said that although Shen Xiaoyan did not have a spiritual root and could not cultivate, her ability to control plants seemed innate. It would be better to let Shen Xiaoyan try to control these trees and have them pull themselves out of the soil.

Shen Xiaoyan thought that Na Muzhong's method was worth trying.

Thus, the scene that Zheng Wei witnessed now came to be.

It must be said that Shen Xiaoyan's control over plants was truly astonishing.

The fruit forest in front of the ditch had at least a thousand trees, and Shen Xiaoyan managed to extract all of them within a quarter of an hour.

"Then what's going on with Xiaoming?" Zheng Wei said, looking at Shen Xiaoming again.

Could it be that Shen Xiaoming could also control plants?

But that shouldn't be the case. Shen Xiaoyan had told him that this was her superpower from her previous life, which had followed her into this life.

Shen Xiaoyan looked at Zheng Wei's confused expression and said with a smile, "Have you forgotten? Xiaoming has a wood-element spiritual root. Although he hasn't successfully activated his spiritual power yet, he can still control plants."

Zheng Wei then realized that it seemed that even though Shen Xiaoyan hadn't revealed her superpower, she definitely had a talent for the wood element.

Perhaps her superpower was just hidden, or it existed in another form, which was why the Demonic Spirit Orb couldn't detect it.

"It's extraordinary that Xiaoming already has such abilities even before successfully activating his spiritual power," Yi Zhixie said with emotion.

Hearing Yi Zhixie's praise, Shen Xiaoming smiled shyly, feeling very happy. He became even more determined to activate his spiritual power as soon as possible.

After a few more words, Shen Xiaoyan resumed her tree-pulling endeavor.

Last time, she only controlled one tree at a time, teaching Shen Xiaoming each step.

Now that they needed to work quickly, Shen Xiaoyan naturally went all out.

Hundreds of fruit trees rose simultaneously and rushed towards Shen Xiaoyan and the others. Just as everyone thought they were about to be sent flying by these trees, the trees all disappeared at once.

This was repeated countless times before all the fruit trees were stored in the spatial artifact.

Looking at the empty ground and the bare mountainside, Shen Xiaoyan sighed deeply, "It's really like returning to the past."

"What are you saying, Big Sister?" Shen Xiaoming had just stood up and walked to Shen Xiaoyan's side, wanting to hand her the bamboo basket, when he heard this sentence.

"Huh?"

Shen Xiaoyan was a little confused. Had she spoken too loudly? Why did Shen Xiaoming hear her?

"What did Big Sister say?" Shen Xiaoming saw Shen Xiaoyan's lack of reaction and asked again.

Shen Xiaoyan looked at Shen Xiaoming's questioning face and didn't know what to say.

After thinking for a while, Shen Xiaoyan said, "Uh, I mean, looking at this empty courtyard now, it feels like returning to how it was before."

Shen Xiaoming also looked around and finally nodded seriously, "Big Sister is right."

Shen Xiaoyan: ...

"Alright, let's hurry back. Time is running out, and there's still a lot to sort out."

Zheng Wei saw Shen Xiaoyan's awkwardness and quickly spoke to rescue her.

Shen Xiaoyan looked at Zheng Wei gratefully and then nodded heavily, "Yes, Xiaoming, let's go. You have so many books, you need to sort them and put them in the cabinets yourself. The servants definitely wouldn't know how to organize them."

"Oh, Big Sister is right. I need to hurry back and organize my books."

Saying that, Shen Xiaoming ran towards the bridge.

He had barely taken a few steps when someone grabbed his collar from behind and lifted him up.

"Ah!"

Shen Xiaoming was suddenly suspended in the air, startled. He struggled and shouted loudly.

"Alright, it's just us few people. Why are you shouting? Besides us, who else would grab you?"

Hearing Yi Zhixie's voice from above, Shen Xiaoming finally calmed down.

"Brother Yi Zhixie, why are you holding me?"

Shen Xiaoming was truly exasperated. Couldn't they just talk properly?

"If I don't carry you, how can I take you there?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yi Zhixie soared into the air and flew forward rapidly.

Feeling the wind whistling past his ears and the howling sound constantly in his ears, Shen Xiaoming finally understood why Yi Zhixie was holding him.

Only when he was placed on the ground by Yi Zhixie did Shen Xiaoming finally feel his heart settle.

While tidying his clothes, Shen Xiaoming said, "Brother Yi Zhixie is too rough. Why didn't you tell Xiaoming in advance? What if you scared me? Next time, you must tell me in advance, otherwise, I'll go and complain to Sister Na Muzhong."

After speaking, Shen Xiaoming made a face at Yi Zhixie.

Yi Zhixie glanced at him and said calmly, "You still want a next time? You're dreaming. If you hadn't completely depleted your spiritual power just now, you would have flown back yourself slowly. Who would bother carrying you?"

Shen Xiaoyan and the others had just landed and happened to hear Yi Zhixie's words, which they found somewhat amusing.

"Shen Xiaoming is just a child. You scared him, and instead of apologizing, you have so many excuses," Na Muzhong said, walking to Yi Zhixie's side and reaching out to twist his ear.

Yi Zhixie tilted his head, placing his ear in Na Muzhong's hand, while his mouth inhaled constantly.

"It hurts, Muzhong, be gentle."