"Are you... from the Cultivator Li Family?"
Li Yunyun looked at the two cultivators before her.
Not far away, He Pingsheng nearly gagged when he heard her question. This woman was far too naive.
She understood nothing!
If she had kept her mouth shut, she might still have survived.
Now that she had recognized them, there was truly no chance of that.
Sure enough!
The next moment, the male disciple sneered. "So you recognized us?"
"You have a good eye, little girl!"
"Hand over your century-old purple ginseng!"
"This is something you can't handle!"
The man looked calmly at Li Yunyun.
At the same time, a flying sword floated out from behind him.
"I'll give it to you... I will, I will, I will..."
With a bitter expression, Li Yunyun took the purple ginseng out of her basket and handed it to the male disciple.
At that moment, she was filled with regret.
If only she had listened to that fellow and put the purple ginseng in his Storage Bag, none of this trouble would have happened.
"Where did you gather this century-old purple ginseng?" the woman asked Li Yunyun.
Li Yunyun pointed to the side. "There's a ledge beneath that cliff. The purple ginseng was growing in a crack in the rock above it!"
"Good!"
The woman went over to look.
But she found no second purple ginseng.
She returned.
"Here's what we'll do!" The man looked at Li Yunyun. "We'll take the century-old purple ginseng!"
"Now I'll give you two choices!"
"First, I have two pills here. You and your brother can take them and die a little more comfortably!"
"Second, I'll kill you myself!"
"Choose!"
Either way, they would die!
But one death would be relatively comfortable, while the other would be more painful.
"No..." Li Yunyun