Lin Jingge was awakened by the commotion outside.

Grandma Lin, who had been sitting by the bedside watching over her granddaughter, rushed over when she saw her granddaughter wake up.

"Grandma, why is it so noisy outside?" Lin Jingge asked. She tried to sit up, but the slightest movement caused her wounds to ache, making her gasp.

Before she could even prop herself up on her hands and sit up, she collapsed back onto the bed because her hands were too weak.

"Hiss..." she cried out in pain, and lay obediently, not daring to move again.

"Lie down and don't move. Just call Grandma if you need anything." Once Lin Jingge was quiet, she replied, "The village chief invited cultivators from Lingyun City to protect the spiritual plants. In the past few days, many demonic beasts have come down from the mountain, and several families' nearly mature spiritual plants have been destroyed."

Lingyun City! Lin Jingge was startled, but then reassured herself that the city lord's daughter probably wouldn't concern herself with such a trivial matter as a demonic beast damaging spiritual plants.

Before she could ask any more questions about the past few days or the sudden appearance of the green light that day, the somewhat dilapidated wooden door was kicked down.

“Young Miss, this is an outsider who has been in my Qingyun Village for less than a month.” The village chief stood hunched over beside the city lord’s daughter, his tone full of flattery.

"Bring me the portrait." The city lord's daughter, Ling Wei, raised her hand to the servant behind her who was holding the portrait.

The servant immediately understood, bent over, stood in front of Ling Wei, and pulled the portrait open.

Ling Wei glanced at the portrait, then at Lin Jingge, who was lying on the bed and whose face was completely obscured.

"You, go and pull her up for me." She pointed, and someone immediately stepped forward.

Before he could get close, he was stopped by Granny Lin.

Grandma Lin glanced at the wooden door lying on the ground, then looked at the group of people standing at the door. Although she didn't know who the woman who was putting on airs was, she could tell from the attitude of the village chief and the others that the woman was someone of considerable importance.

"Village chief, what are you doing so early in the morning?" Granny Lin looked at the village chief who was flattering the city lord's daughter, and blocked her granddaughter's bedside, preventing him from coming forward.

"This is the city lord's daughter. They came today to help our Qingyun Village solve the problem of the demon beasts. They heard that two outsiders came to the village and came specifically to see them." As for why they came to see them, the village chief did not say, his gaze somewhat cryptic.

These words made Granny Lin's heart skip a beat, and she suddenly remembered the fire that burned down the Lin family's house a month ago.

The words "exterminate them all" came to Grandma Lin's mind.

Lin Jingge, enduring the pain, forced herself to sit up and looked at Ling Wei, who was standing in the middle surrounded by admirers.

Now, Ling Wei could see the other person's face clearly.

"No need to go, let's go back to the city." After seeing the other person's appearance and finding that it did not match the portrait, Ling Wei lost interest in the grandfather and grandson.

The north has been unstable recently, with refugees appearing everywhere.

Moreover, the woman in the portrait is beautiful, while the person lying on the bed is quite ordinary-looking.

What made her lower her guard so quickly was that the time when the grandmother and grandson arrived in Qingyun Village did not match the time when the two members of the Lin family disappeared.

After realizing that the other person was not the one she was looking for, Ling Wei lost interest in staying there any longer and turned to go home.

After everyone left, Lin Jingge, who had been forcibly sitting, suddenly went limp, feeling a wave of fear wash over her, and cold sweat trickled down her forehead.

Seeing Lin Jingge's appearance, Granny Lin had some vague guesses in her mind. She went out and watched the group walk away until they were out of sight before going back inside.

"Jiaojiao, what happened? When you came to the village, did you expect this day to come when you told me to hide my identity?" Granny Lin asked as she helped the weak Lin Jingge lie down and covered her with a blanket.

"Grandma, be careful, walls have ears." Lin Jingge didn't say much. She had almost exhausted herself dealing with the city lord's daughter, and now she just felt tired.

Before Lin Jingge could fall asleep, Shen Ting appeared at the door.

"Grandma, I've come to fix your door." Shen Ting scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed. "The city lord's daughter is here today, and my father can't disobey her. He asked me to come and apologize to you."

Shen Ting worked quickly and nailed the wooden door back onto the frame.

"Grandma, go to the kitchen and give the golden flower I dried to Chen Ting," Lin Jingge whispered to Grandma Lin.

Lin Jingge is quite sensitive about relationships. She realized that Shen Ting's frequent care for her family might mean he had feelings for her. She couldn't reciprocate these feelings and was even more unwilling to owe him a favor.

Jin Hua was the most valuable medicinal herb Lin Jinge had collected on the mountain in the past month. She originally intended to give it to Grandma Lin to help her recover, but now she could only give it up to repay a favor.

After repairing the door, Shen Ting cautiously glanced into the room and noticed the protruding part on the bed, causing his ears to turn red.

He quickly looked away, packed up his tools, and prepared to leave, but was stopped by Granny Lin.

Grandma Lin offered him the golden flower, but he kept refusing. Finally, when Grandma Lin wasn't looking, he quickly ran away.

The night grew deeper.

After tidying everything up, Grandma Lin pushed open the door and entered the house.

After sleeping for most of the day, Lin Jingge regained a lot of energy, but her meridians still ached terribly.

"Grandma, what's wrong with me?" Only now did Lin Jingge have the energy to ask this question.

“You forcibly activated the Lin family’s unique wood-type spiritual root, damaging your meridians.” Granny Lin sat by Lin Jingge’s bedside, her very rough hands slowly stroking the top of Lin Jingge’s head.

"Sigh." Granny Lin sighed and, under Lin Jingge's puzzled gaze, began to recount the past.

When Lin Jingge was sent back to the Lin family by her parents at great risk, both of them died suddenly the next day. When Grandma Lin examined the still-infant Lin Jingge, she discovered that her spiritual root had been taken away, leaving an unsightly scar on her right arm.

"How come I have no recollection of this?" Although Lin Jingge knew that her spiritual root had been taken away, she had no memory of this incident at all.

“You were just born then, you don’t remember anything yet, how could you possibly have any recollection?”

Lin Jingge instinctively wanted to refute, because when she was reborn, she had just come out of her mother's womb and already remembered things. However, when she tried to recall the past, she found that she had forgotten all her childhood memories.

“Our Lin family has guarded a pharmacopoeia for generations. Although your spiritual root was taken away, I discovered that the spiritual root that was taken away was not the one that the Lin family had passed down for generations. A few years ago, I discovered that you had the potential to awaken, so I passed the pharmacopoeia on to you ahead of time.”

At this point, Granny Lin suddenly remembered that she hadn't seen Lin Jingge take out the pharmacopoeia in a long time, and casually mentioned, "There are many prescriptions for miraculous medicines in the pharmacopoeia. Take it out and see if you can find a way to quickly treat damaged meridians."

Damaged meridians mean that cultivation will be like a leaky balloon, unable to absorb spiritual energy, let alone store enough spiritual energy to improve one's cultivation level.

However, Grandma Lin knew that with the pharmacopoeia at hand, these things could be repaired, so she wasn't too worried.

“Pharmacopoeia…” Lin Jingge paused, meeting the old man’s expectant gaze. Suddenly, she didn’t want to say it, but she knew she couldn’t hide it any longer.