After returning home, Li first put Ye Shuang back on her own bed so she could rest, and then she quickly went out to cook.
Hearing the hurried footsteps fading away outside, Ye Shuang looked at the silver butterfly shimmering in the air above her room, which was the way she and Mo Wu communicated.
Several months later, she thought Mo Wu had returned empty-handed and was on his way home, but now it seems that he did not come away empty-handed.
Ye Shuang used her spiritual power to open the spirit disc, and the butterfly instantly shattered into several lines of text:
"Please allow me to inform you, young lady, that the Imperial Advisor has not yet identified the person behind this, but there is a demon to be wary of named Ba, who can bring drought over a thousand miles and is already heading in your direction."
Ye Shuang frowned slightly. Their situation had only just improved, and this drought demon was not easy to get rid of!
She thought for a moment, then replied with her spiritual power: 'There should be powerful figures in the mortal realm as well. Try to get the message to them and see if they can handle it. Also, the drought demon was definitely released intentionally; we need to investigate that, and at the same time, find out how many cultivators, demon beasts, and spirit beasts exist in the mortal realm now.'
Just as Ye Shuang finished writing her reply, Madam Li had already prepared the meal and called out from the doorway, "Shuang'er, the meal is ready. Would you like to come with your mother to take it to Father and Brother?"
Of course, she should. Anyway, even if the sky falls, there will always be someone taller to hold it up. No matter how fast the drought demon is, it can't possibly arrive in just a few days. Besides, this place might not even be her target anymore. She should focus on living her life well in the present and work hard to restore her cultivation so that she can protect her family when a greater disaster comes.
Ye Shuang called out loudly, "Mother, wait for me, I'm coming out now."
"No rush, walk slowly, don't fall," Li said quickly as she watched Ye Shuang jog out.
Ye Shuang smiled gently. These few small hurdles could hardly trip her up: "Mother, let's go."
Li held Ye Shuang's small hand, carrying a food basket in one hand and leading her slowly forward with the other: "Shuang'er, I've marked out a small plot of land for you. Is there anything you'd like to plant?"
What do you want to plant? Ye Shuang tilted her head. She did have some spirit rice seeds in her storage ring, but could they survive in this mortal world? Even if they did, how much spiritual energy would it take? Thinking of this, Ye Shuang shook her head: "Mother, I don't want to plant anything. You don't need to leave any for me."
Madam Li chuckled and said, "This is actually a custom from my hometown. When it's time to plant, the family's land is allocated to a small plot for each child. You and your brother both get one. After you choose what to plant, your father and I won't interfere for the rest of the year. In the end, you and your brother can compete to see who plants the best, okay?"
"I'll definitely win in the end!" Ye Shuang didn't even need to think about it. If she wanted to win, how could she possibly lose to an ordinary mortal?
"How do you know you'll win before the competition even starts?"
Unbeknownst to them, they had already walked to the edge of the field, and Li Wenyi heard her confident, childlike voice.
Ye Shuang narrowed her eyes, looking at Li Wenyi who refused to admit defeat. This kid was asking for trouble again? Oh well, considering he knew nothing, ignorance is no excuse: "Alright, let's have a contest and see who wins and who loses. Just don't try to renege on your debt after losing!"
Li Wenyi snorted. With his years of experience in farming, he refused to believe that he couldn't beat a kid who had only been farming for a year!
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