She circulated the faint yet ever-renewing spiritual power of the Shennong Technique within her body, feeling the surge of power throughout her limbs and bones.
The essential principles of the cultivation techniques, the properties of countless herbs and plants, and the essence of medicine and poison were crystal clear in my mind, as if they were innate instincts.
However, when she tried to recall her past memories, it was still shrouded in a thick fog.
Some blurry images also flash through my mind.
It seems that on a rainy night, she suddenly found the power to defeat those who bullied her?
The scene was fragmented, with a large number of groaning figures lying around her, and a lot of blood on the ground.
Wow, so she was bullied in the juvenile detention center, and then she unleashed amazing power and defeated those bullies?
"So I saved myself..."
She muttered to herself, accepting this fact pieced together from fragmented memories as the truth.
But the most urgent thing is to leave here.
She looked around at the steep cliffs.
In the past, she would have been trapped here and died.
But things are different now.
Zi Xi's gaze swept over the vegetation at the bottom of the valley, and the names, characteristics, and even the toughness of those plants instantly came to mind.
She selected several highly resilient vines and tree bark, and wove them into a rope that was long and strong enough.
She then spotted the protruding rocks and crevices on the cliff face and secured one end of the rope.
Then, taking a deep breath, I lightly began to climb up the rope, using the footholds on the cliff face as footholds.
Her movements were agile and graceful, a stark contrast to the clumsy little fool she once was.
In just a few hours, from day to night, she stood firmly on the top of the cliff.
A fierce wind swept through her hair, beneath her feet lay the abyss that had swallowed her whole, and behind her stretched a vast mountain forest.
Zi Xi glanced back at the misty valley floor with a complicated expression before turning away.
Following the path I remembered from the way I came, I arrived at my adoptive parents' home.
She still wanted to go back and retrieve some things.
Despite several days of trekking and sleeping outdoors, she did not feel much fatigue.
On the contrary, in the process of using spiritual power to identify edible wild fruits and herbs, he became more and more familiar with this tradition.
As she approached the dilapidated village from her memory, Zi Xi slowed her pace, a strange sense of resistance welling up inside her.
Memories of being treated like a fool, being bossed around, and being beaten or scolded, flooded back.
Zi Xi arrived silently outside the familiar, low-lying mud-brick house.
It was late at night, and a dim light shone through the window. Faint voices could be heard coming from inside, their tone filled with unprecedented excitement and pride.
She held her breath and pressed herself against the wall.
"...Hehe, old woman, we were right to have foresight!"
"Swapping that money-loser with the Yun family back then was truly the wisest decision I've ever made!"
It was Li Jianguo's voice, tinged with alcohol and brimming with self-satisfaction.
Zi Xi's heart sank suddenly, as if she had been doused with ice water.
Switching children?
So she wasn't adopted by adoptive parents, but was switched?
"Of course! Our son Yifei is living the high life in the Yun family now, and I heard he'll be taking over part of the family business soon!"
"That's a top-tier wealthy family. We can just sit back and enjoy our retirement from now on!"
Wang Cuihua's high-pitched voice then rang out, filled with joy.
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