Chapter 1273 What Three Coins?

Deng Kui was woken up, and Song Chunxue realized that even if she was invisible, she couldn't practice her skills in the air above the courtyard.

The noise was too loud, like thunder.

That evening, she went to the back of the mountain, to a secluded hilltop, to continue her cultivation.

Practice martial arts in the first half of the night, meditate in the second half, and absorb the energy of heaven and earth.

The master said that the fasting period can be gradually increased from short to long, but as long as it is within three to twenty-one days, it is perfectly feasible and depends on personal wishes.

Three days passed, and Song Chunxue only drank tea, ate three bitter almonds, and chewed a few chrysanthemum petals each day, and then did not eat anything else.

She felt alright, even experiencing an unprecedented sense of mental clarity and alertness, and planned to continue for a few more days.

By the seventh day, she felt weak, her chest pressed against her back, and her muscles and bones felt powerless.

The stubborn donkey asked her for the strange stone, and she gave him a small one while she ate a walnut-sized one herself.

Unexpectedly, within half an hour, she was full of energy and vitality again.

Only then did she truly value this thing, which was comparable to a magic pill, not only replenishing physical and spiritual energy but also tempering the body.

With her eyes closed, free from the interference of the aroma of grains, she could clearly feel her meridians being nourished, and her dantian growing warmer and warmer.

Suddenly, she had a thought: to gradually finish eating the basket of strange stones and then try covering the grain with rice.

Anyway, she doesn't need to worry about anything else now. These good things can be used for her own benefit, so why keep them?

She'd rather give up this than the divine spring water; she has no need to keep it.

But on the tenth day, Deng Kui suddenly fell ill.

"You were perfectly fine, how did you suddenly get sick?" Song Chunxue came to her room and took her pulse by placing her hand on her wrist.

"I...I also tried fasting, half-fasting, but today is only the third day and I can't go on anymore," Deng Kui said somewhat embarrassedly. "I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

Looking at the person who was much older than her and had snow-white hair, Song Chunxue couldn't bring herself to say anything offensive.

She poured her a pill, intending to grind a strange stone into powder later and mix it into the noodle soup for her to take.

"Just rest for now, it'll be fine. But don't rush things. Did you have your fortune told? Is that why you're so anxious?" Song Chunxue tucked her blanket in. "See? Fortune telling is meaningless. What they said only affects your current judgment. You're hesitant, anxious, and your mind is in turmoil."

She poured herself a cup of tea. "I never consult fortune tellers, nor do I believe what others say about me. I am my own judge, and I believe I can change my destiny."

As she spoke, she poured Deng Kui a glass.

"You can too, after all, you met me, didn't you?"

Seeing her confident, composed, and warm smile, Deng Kui was filled with envy.

“Yes, that’s right, I’ve met you. I’ve been meditating for much longer these past few days than before. There’s nothing to rush.” She comforted herself, repeatedly pressing her chest with her hand. “I can do it.”

She envied Song Chunxue's jet-black hair, smooth face, and taut skin.

So he was a bit too eager for quick success and, seeing that Song Chunxue was practicing fasting, he secretly tried it himself.

It's not worth the risk.

"Rest assured, I'll make you dinner." Song Chunxue stood up. "Let Gouzi keep you company. I'm going out for a bit."

Wuyou just said that someone in this area is acting violently, grabbing a child and trying to bully him.

We cannot afford to waste a single moment.

"Where is it? Lead the way." Song Chunxue gripped the chess piece tightly. "It's a good opportunity to test my recent training progress."

"About twenty miles to the northwest." Wuyou darted out. "Hurry, if we're any later, that girl's reputation will be ruined."

"Why don't you scare them a little?" Song Chunxue asked, puzzled. "Did you send me here specifically to practice on?"

"Hehe, that's right. But don't worry, they can't reach that kid right now. When you get there, give them a good lesson."

When they reached a ditch in a low-lying area, Song Chunxue understood why Wuyou had said they couldn't reach the girl.

The girl was hanging from a tree with her hands tied, her feet at least ten meters above the ground.

"How high were they tied up before?"

"Less than two meters."

Song Chunxue sighed, "Are you trying to scare the child to death?"

The girl looked to be around fourteen years old. Her skin was tanned dark, but she had regular features and bright eyes; she was pretty.

Two men stood below, though they were quite old.

There's hardly anyone around here, so they must have stolen someone's daughter and were planning to harm her.

Song Chunxue pulled out a peach branch; she hated this kind of thing the most!

Because, when she was a child, she almost fell victim to evil people...

"Hey, it's really strange. We tied it very low, but this melon girl is so tall. We've been waiting for a while, but no one has come."

"Yes, if this continues, we won't get any benefits, and we'll be accused of murder. It's really bad luck."

"Why don't you climb up and pull him down?"

"That's the only way. Let's get this person down quickly and get things done first, otherwise my three coins will have been wasted."

Song Chunxue clenched her fists. "What three coins?"

"He bought three coins' worth of rags, saying he found them on the road. Before the girl could say anything, the two men dragged her into the cornfield."

Song Chunxue rushed up and used a peach branch to pull the person who had just taken off his shoes and climbed the tree down.

"Ouch! Who's there? Why are you pulling me... Ah!!!"

The man was dragged for three or four meters before he realized something was wrong!

Song Chunxue still had an invisibility talisman on her body, and she didn't intend to show herself. Instead, she used the peach branch as a whip and lashed it hard at the man on the ground.

This man's clothes were filthy and disheveled, his hair was matted, and his teeth were as yellow as a chamber pot, but his heart was dirtier than anyone else's!

"Aaaaaah! Help! What's that?! What's hitting me?!"