"I took those medicinal herbs with my own abilities, why should I give them back to you? If you want them, then come and take them from me," Zi Yue said with a smile.
"You wicked woman, do you think we wouldn't dare!"
The leader of the yellow-skinned little men said angrily, then shouted, "Men, charge!"
Then a large group of yellow spirit little people, wielding their spears, rushed over and launched an attack on Ziyue and Yefeng.
However, their attacks couldn't even break through Ye Feng and Zi Yue's protective inner energy.
"Oh no, my spear has broken!"
"My spear is broken too!"
"Get out of here when the wind gets strong!"
"Run! Run! We're no match for them!"
Twenty or thirty small yellow spirits all fled in all directions, and no matter how much the leader cursed and called out, they refused to come back.
"They're all a bunch of cowardly cowards!"
The little Huangjing man said indignantly, his teeth clenched, looking utterly ridiculous.
Suddenly, Ye Feng reached out and grabbed the little yellow spirit figure.
"Junior brother!"
Zi Yue let out a gasp, her face showing a hesitant expression.
Ye Feng smiled and said, "Don't worry, Senior Sister, I won't hurt him."
Hearing this, Ziyue relaxed a little.
Ye Feng looked at the yellow spittle in his hand and found that the creature's eyes were closed and it was completely still, and even its breathing and heartbeat had stopped.
Could this little thing have been scared to death by itself?
No way?
He was so imposing just a moment ago!
"Junior brother, it seems he's dead," Ziyue said with a bitter face.
"Senior sister, don't misunderstand. I didn't do anything to him. I didn't even use any force," Ye Feng said.
"Put it on the ground and see," Ziyue said.
Night Wind then placed the tiny yellow spirit figure back on the ground, but the figure remained motionless.
Suddenly, a small head popped out from the bushes nearby: "Don't open your eyes, they're still here!"
"Keep playing dead!" A small head popped out from another bush.
"I told you to run, but you wouldn't listen. You deserve it!" Another little yellow spirit appeared.
Suddenly, Ye Feng and Zi Yue noticed that the little yellow spirit on the ground seemed to have opened its eyes by a narrow slit.
It seems the little guy isn't dead; he's just pretending.
"This guy can actually play dead!" Zi Yue exclaimed with delight.
Night Wind said meaningfully, "Whether he's faking death or not, we'll know by putting him on a fire to test his health."
As he spoke, a ball of blazing white flame appeared in Ye Feng's hand—it was the Blazing Skyfire.
The little yellow spirit on the ground was startled and suddenly jumped up and ran away into the distance.
But with a wave of her right hand, Zi Yue sent the little yellow spirit flying back and into her hand.
"Little thing, lead the way if you don't want to die!" Zi Yue threatened.
"Where...where do you want to go?" the little yellow spirit asked nervously.
“We’re here to find a spiritual herb. Take us to the best one here,” Ziyue said.
"No, no..."
The little man with the yellow essence shook his head repeatedly.
“If you refuse to lead the way, then we’ll have no choice but to kill you,” Ziyue said.
The little man with the yellow essence immediately shook his head and said, "All yellow essences must die, some deaths are heavier than mountains, some lighter than a feather..."
"Not only will I kill you, I'll eat you too," Ye Feng said.
The little Huangjing trembled and dared not utter another word about Huangjing's inevitable death.
Ziyue put the little Huangjing figure down, and the little Huangjing figure led the way for them.
"traitor!"
"Coward!"
"Traitor!"
One after another, the little yellow spirit figures poked their heads out from the bushes on both sides and cursed at the little yellow spirit figure who was leading the way.
Night Wind casually grabbed a small yellow spirit figure and placed it together with the yellow spirit figure who was leading the way.
"You lead the way too!" Night Wind commanded.
Ziyue laughed so hard that tears almost spilled from the corners of her eyes.
An hour passed, and Ye Feng and Zi Yue finally arrived at the depths of this underground space.
All I could see were thatched huts, but they were all very small, none of them exceeding a foot in length, width, or height.
Moreover, countless tiny Solomon figures were going in and out of these thatched huts, creating a lively and bustling scene.
However, with the arrival of the night wind and the purple moon, the peace here was broken. Countless little yellow spirits were frightened and fled in terror, while many others closed their eyes and lay on the ground pretending to be dead.
Night Wind and Purple Moon had to proceed cautiously, lest they accidentally trample one of the little yellow spirits to death.
"Please wait a moment, both of you."
An elderly man with a long white beard and a cane walked over, surrounded by countless tiny yellow spirit figures.
Night Breeze asked with a smile, "Are you in charge here?"
“I am the clan chief here,” said the old man Huang Jing.
"What should I call you?" Ye Feng asked again.
“None of us have names. If you don’t mind, you can call me Old Huang,” said the old man Huang Jing.
Ziyue looked around curiously and asked, "Have you always lived here? How long have you been living here?"
“It’s been five or six hundred years, hasn’t it?” the old man with the yellow essence replied.
"Are you the oldest Huangjing?" Ziyue asked again.
"Yes, I was the first one to wake up."
The old man nodded and then continued, "When I first crawled out of the soil, I found that I could run and jump. After me, many more Huangjing (Polygonatum) awakened one after another, so we gathered here and lived together."
"Why are you able to become spirits?" Night Wind asked.
The old man with the yellow essence shook his head and said, "I don't know, we're also very curious."
These Polygonatum spirits, once transformed into spirits, exude a somewhat strange aura.
Generally speaking, if plants and trees become spirits, they will inevitably possess greater power than monsters of the same level.
Because it is extremely difficult for plants to become spirits, don't even think about it without exceptionally favorable conditions!
These Huangjing (a type of medicinal herb) are clearly sentient, but their strength is weak, let alone comparable to martial artists and demonic beasts.
Even a three-year-old child running here could probably wipe them all out.
Perhaps something is secretly influencing this place, which is why these Solomon's Seal plants have become spirits.
Night Breeze thought to himself, then asked, "Didn't you notice anything unusual at all?"
“Behind our settlement lies a pool of water, the place where we were born. Perhaps you can find the answer there,” the old man Huangjing said after a moment’s hesitation.
Night Wind asked with a smile, "Aren't you afraid that we'll find the spirit that helped your race become a spirit and take it away?"
“You flatter me. With your strength, even if you wiped out our entire clan, we would have no power to resist. In that case, we might as well cooperate with you,” said the old man Huang Jing.
Upon hearing this, all the little yellow spirits around them burst into tears, and looked at Ye Feng and Zi Yue with sorrowful eyes.
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