Folk Remedy

North of River Dam, an isolated Brick House.

When Jiang Ning turned on recording mode, Xue Yuantong stopped in her tracks and glared at him fiercely.

"Why are you filming me?!"

Jiang Ning said, "Recording your heroic figure. Hurry up, do it again."

Xue Yuantong thought for a moment, then folded her arms. "Hmph, haven't you heard that techniques aren't passed on lightly?"

Jiang Ning laughed. A little girl like her saying such things in front of a cultivator like him was rather amusing.

"Fine. Though I won't teach you, there's a saying: a master opens the door, but cultivation depends on the individual. Your master has just shown you a move. Now it's your turn to try."

Xue Yuantong's little mouth kept chattering, one line after another.

Jiang Ning stepped forward and kicked. The sturdy bamboo fence collapsed on the spot.

Xue Yuantong cried out inwardly in shock.

That was the terrifying fence that could have bounced her away, yet it was so fragile before Jiang Ning. If only she could be that powerful!

A large gap had opened in the fence. Just as Jiang Ning was about to enter the yard, Xue Yuantong suddenly shouted nervously, "Wait!"

Jiang Ning turned around. "What is it?"

Xue Yuantong reminded him, "My mom used to tell me not to enter isolated old houses. She said no one lives in them for a long time, so there might be poisonous bugs and all kinds of toxic mold."

Jiang Ning agreed. "That's true."

When people came across an abandoned house in the wilderness, most would keep their distance, because the unknown bred fear.

"Then shall we leave now?" Jiang Ning asked.

Xue Yuantong said, "How could we? I still need to hunt for treasure! What if there's treasure inside?"

Jiang Ning could not