21: Chapter 21 Blood Ginseng, Breaking Through the Five Realms!

"Auntie Yourong, set your mind at ease. Things haven't necessarily reached a dead end yet."

Qin Feng offered comfort, his voice steady and firm: "As long as he still has a breath left while being treated at the Management Hall, there is hope. What if Brother Su is blessed and manages to be fine? Don't lose your composure just yet."

Hearing Qin Feng's steady words, a glimmer of focus returned to Su Yourong's vacant eyes.

In the brutally realistic Servant District, the friends and neighbors who used to fawn over them were now desperate to step on them and pick their bones clean.

Only the person before her, whom they had once viewed as a "lower-class person," was actually able to calm her down with such composed words.

Su Yourong cast a look of gratitude, forced herself to stand up, and wiped the corners of her eyes: "I'll take Brother Qin's kind words to heart... I'm going to the Trading Shop to try my luck and see if I can scrape together some useful medicinal ingredients."

Su Yourong pulled along the person who was still wiping away tears on the side, and they stumbled away along the ridge of the field.

Watching their backs disappear into the morning mist, Qin Feng shook his head, turned around, and prepared to shoulder his hoe to leave the spirit field.

Just as he turned and inadvertently glanced at the spirit field behind him, he froze in place!

"This... what is this?!"

Qin Feng's pupils constricted, his heart felt as if it had been tightly gripped by an invisible hand, and he missed a beat.

Right where he had just dug holes and buried the five mutated blood ginseng seeds, five plants as thick as a forearm had broken through the soil!

The dark red stems and leaves were not only extremely lush, but their surfaces were also flowing with mysterious golden patterns that looked like liquid.

How long had it been?! Not even half an incense stick's time!

The seeds he had planted with his own hands had already completely matured.

Qin Feng vigilantly looked around, and after confirming that there were no other Menial Laborers in the surrounding spirit fields early in the morning, he pounced forward like a cheetah and crouched down to examine them closely.

The moment he got close, a rich medicinal fragrance, almost tangible, rushed at him. Just by taking a deep breath, he felt the Qi and blood in his body, which had just broken through to the fourth stage of the Mortal realm, start to churn like boiling water!

"Top quality... absolutely top-quality blood ginseng...!"

Qin Feng carefully brushed away the soil, and the five mutated blood ginseng plants were fully revealed before his eyes.

Their roots were like coiling dragons dug into the soil, with the whole body presenting a crystal-clear red agate luster, and the golden patterns looming inside—they were simply perfect works of art!

"I'm rich. The mutated potion rewarded by the System is truly a Heaven-Defying divine object!"

While Qin Feng was exclaiming about being rich in his heart, his gaze suddenly froze as he noticed something wrong.

Around the roots where the five mutated blood ginseng plants were growing, the originally black-brown, fertile spirit field soil that could be squeezed for oil had turned grayish-white!

Moreover, the grayish-white sand was spreading outward, and the surface of the soil was covered in dry cracks like a spider web.

With a slight rub of his hand, the soil turned directly into fly ash without any fertility!

"What a tyrannical plunder..."

Qin Feng gasped, instantly understanding the principle behind it.

The mutated blood ginseng was able to break the laws of growth in a very short time and mature rapidly not by creating energy out of thin air, but by brutally draining the soil fertility and energy that had accumulated in the spirit field for who knows how many years!

"I can't keep planting them!"

Qin Feng made a quick decision.

The five blood ginseng plants had only drained a small patch of soil, which could barely be covered up.

If he planted all one hundred mutated seeds, the two acres of spirit fields would likely turn into a dead zone instantly!

In the Hehuan Sect, the crime of destroying spirit fields was equivalent to treason.

If the Management Hall discovered the bizarre depletion of the spirit field's fertility, the punishment from above would not be light. At best, they would strip him of his status as a Menial Laborer and sever his tendons; at worst, they would throw him directly into the Luanzang Mountain Range to feed the Vicious Beasts!

Without the slightest hesitation, Qin Feng exerted force with both hands and, like pulling radishes, quickly uprooted the five mutated blood ginseng plants.

Afterwards, he hurriedly used his hoe to rake over the normal black spirit soil from the surroundings to tightly cover and trample down the grayish-white cracked dead zone.

After confirming that no flaws were visible, Qin Feng took off his coat, wrapped the five mutated blood ginseng plants tightly, tucked them into his chest, took a vigilant look around, and hurried back to Ding-zi District Courtyard No. 77.

...

That night.

Inside the main room of Courtyard No. 77, the doors and windows were tightly locked, and even the gaps in the doors were stuffed solid with strips of torn cloth.

On the charcoal brazier in the center of the room, a clay pot was set, burning piping hot.

"Gurgle, gurgle..."

Along with the rolling boiling water, a strange fragrance collided everywhere in the small room.

Bai Yuhe knelt beside the brazier, continuously adding charcoal to it.

Her beautiful face was already flushed red by the heat, and her watery eyes were fixed intently on the pot.

The soup was actually golden-red!

"Master... Master, what kind of medicinal ingredient is this? Just smelling this scent makes me feel like my whole body is burning, and it's itching right in my bones..."

Bai Yuhe swallowed her saliva, her voice filled with irrepressible longing.

"A good thing that can change your life."

Qin Feng sat cross-legged on the bed, staring burningly at the rolling medicinal soup.

After returning with the 5 mutated blood ginseng plants, he understood the principle that an innocent man treasuring a jade ring is guilty.

Such a good thing would only invite trouble if kept in his hands; the best method was to immediately convert it into his own strength!

That night, Qin Feng chopped up three mutated blood ginseng plants and threw them into the pot.

"Alright, put out the fire."

Seeing that the medicinal juice had boiled into a thick paste, Qin Feng rolled off the bed and fetched two large coarse ceramic bowls.

He poured most of the medicinal juice into his own bowl and poured the rest into the other bowl, pushing it in front of Bai Yuhe.

"Eat the amount of two roots yourself; I've left the amount of one root for you. Drink it while it's hot, and don't leave a single drop."

"Thank you for the reward, Master. This servant will be a beast of burden for you for the rest of my life!"

Bai Yuhe was trembling with excitement. She kowtowed violently, picked up the piping hot medicinal bowl, didn't even care that it would burn her mouth, lifted her fair neck, and drank it all in one go with a "gulp, gulp" sound!

Qin Feng didn't waste words either; he picked up his own bowl and downed it in one breath.

As soon as the medicinal liquid entered his throat, Boom—!

Qin Feng only felt as if he had swallowed a ball of violent magma!

Without any buffer, the massive, heart-palpitating medicinal power exploded in his stomach instantly, turning into rolling heat currents that rushed crazily toward his limbs and bones like wild horses that had slipped their bridles!

"Ugh— so hot..."

Beside him, Bai Yuhe had already let out a painful yet pleasurable cry.

The coarse cloth short jacket on her body was instantly soaked with sweat, clinging tightly to her plump, alluring curves.

Her snow-white skin revealed a sickly red, and she was curled up on the ground like a boiled shrimp.

Both of them felt their bodies were hot to the extreme, as if even their blood was about to boil.

"Stop howling! Keep your mind steady, hold your essence and guard your one!"

Qin Feng gave a low shout, which exploded in Bai Yuhe's ears like a great bell.

Immediately, he closed his eyes and began to guide the violent medicinal power within his body, crazily circulating the Chaos Art.

"Crackle! Crackle!"

In the silent room, the sounds of bones shifting exploded one after another.

The Qi and blood in Qin Feng's body rolled like a vast ocean, and the Chaos Art was like a huge furnace, greedily devouring and refining the energy of the two mutated blood ginseng plants.

Bai Yuhe also gritted her teeth and, following her feverish instincts, began to guide the medicinal power to scour her Meridians and flesh.

Thick white mist gradually rose from the top of their heads, reflecting the entire room as if it were a fairyland...