Long Xuan's Scheme

"Please stop, you two. This Medicine Garden was planted by yours truly, Ginseng. No humans are permitted inside."

"Ginseng is in a good mood today. If you retreat now, there is still time. But if you dare take another step forward, don't blame Ginseng for killing you and throwing you into the Medicine Garden as fertilizer."

After emerging from the soil, Ginseng spoke in an exceedingly unfriendly tone. Its strength was unknown, yet its gaze did not regard either of them as worthy of notice.

Long Xuan could not make out Ginseng's strength and did not act rashly. He turned his gaze toward Zhu Jiǔge.

Zhu Jiǔge carefully examined Ginseng from top to bottom, her eyes filled with interest as she smiled. "A spirit herb that has gained intelligence? Ancient texts recorded such things, but this is my first time seeing one."

"The records say that the Heavenly Dao does not permit spirit herbs to gain intelligence. Any spirit herb that does so, regardless of grade, will draw Tribulation Lightning."

"A sentient spirit herb that successfully endures the Tribulation Lightning may survive, but after a certain period, the lightning will descend a second and third time, each round stronger than the last, until all ten great tribulation lightnings have taken their turns."

"Almost no spirit herb can endure every tribulation lightning. Naturally, very few spirit herbs dare develop spiritual intelligence."

"Your intelligence seems quite high. I wonder how many rounds of Tribulation Lightning you have successfully survived?" Zhu Jiǔge asked curiously, without the slightest malice.

At her words, Ginseng revealed a smug expression. Just as it was about to speak, a sudden rumble came from the sky.

The sky, which had been clear for thousands of miles only moments ago, abruptly filled with dark clouds. Peals of deafening thunder boomed