Shen Qingxue's eyes were clouded with worry.
Even the Herb Hall senior brothers most skilled at exterminating insects would probably be helpless in the face of such a situation.
The "Nine Silver Needles" she had refined using the treasure method given to her by Senior Brother Zhou Jing had indeed killed the Mutated Fire Huang that had first appeared.
But now, another kind of pest had emerged.
Though these newly emerged pests were not as ferocious as the Fire Huang, they won through sheer numbers. The black swarm devoured the spirit plants like a tide, and no matter how sharp the silver needles were, they could hardly withstand such an overwhelming onslaught.
Moreover, they reproduced so quickly that they simply could not be killed off completely.
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"Qingxue, why don't you get some rest? You haven't closed your eyes for days."
A beautiful woman in palace robes standing beside Shen Qingxue spoke up. "We're all keeping watch here."
Shen Qingxue shook her head. "I took responsibility for these spirit fields before Senior Brother on behalf of my junior brothers and sisters. Nothing can happen to them."
"Below, I would betray my fellow disciples' trust. Above, I would be too ashamed to face Senior Brother."
Especially those last words—"too ashamed to face Senior Brother"—were spoken with particular resolve.
Seven or eight figures stood on the ridges between the fields. All were disciples who had already spent a year at Mount Fangcun, and all of them looked dejected over the recent calamity that had befallen the spirit fields for no reason at all.
A woman in lake-blue palace robes sighed softly and stepped forward to persuade her. "Qingxue, you've exhausted yourself these past few days. We've all seen it."
"Elder Nie already knows about this matter. This insect plague... truly