About a month later, the bungalows in Fairy Ziying's field were completed.
"Make kang beds with earth and use charcoal to keep warm, so that these plants won't freeze to death," Yaohua pointed to the ceiling. "Cover the top with bamboo mats to block the wind and snow, and move them aside when the sun comes out."
To prevent water shortage, Yaohua reminded again, "Water them regularly. Only in this way can the survival rate of the seedlings be increased."
Fairy Ziying's place was the first to be completed in the village. Many villagers thought this was a labor - intensive and nerve - wracking task, and the final result might not be satisfactory. So they were building while observing. As a result, the progress was naturally slow.
Fairy Ziying needed to build kang beds, and the villagers couldn't wait to come over. What would originally take several days to complete was actually done in two days with the help of the villagers.
Next, it was time to prepare for sowing.
In the small courtyard, Fairy Ziying poured out a large bag of seeds and was about to count them when the door was suddenly pushed open with a bang.
At present, in the southern village, the only person bold enough to offend her like this was Fairy Hudao.
She put down the seeds in her hand and met the eyes of the newcomer.
"My blade is broken. Go and sharpen it for me."
"Don't you have your own hands? Why should I sharpen it for you?"
Fairy Hudao folded her arms and looked down at her haughtily. "Since I came to your place two months ago, your villagers have either asked me to do this or that. For the sake of your taking me in, I've endured these ignorant fools."
Only then did Fairy Ziying vaguely remember what she had hinted to the villagers before.
She coughed lightly and her eyes fell on Fairy Hudao's waist.
As a fellow swordswoman, she could tell at a glance that although this knife looked beautiful, its material was mixed with other impurities. It was really a waste of a good piece of iron.
"Okay, I'll sharpen your knife."
Yaohua was woken up by a crackling sound.
She pushed open the door. Thinking something had happened outside, she was surprised to find that two people were fighting.
Fairy Ziying: "You asked me to sharpen the knife. It's not my fault it turned out like this!"
Fairy Hudao: "I asked you to sharpen it, not to break it!"
After saying that, the two started fighting again.
Yaohua roughly guessed the reason. She stepped back into the room and was about to close the door when a broken part of the knife flew over. Although she reacted quickly, a wisp of her hair was cut off.
She was stunned for a moment and looked up.
Fairy Ziying pointed at Fairy Hudao and said, "It was her!"
Fairy Hudao had just raised the half - broken weapon to strike when she noticed Yaohua's gaze. She was immediately furious. "Do you think I would pick on a little girl for no reason?"
Yaohua squatted down. As soon as her finger touched the knife, she lost feeling for a short moment, and then a tingling sensation came.
There was something wrong with this knife.
Yaohua curled her fingers slightly, and her eyes stayed on the blade.
Fairy Ziying felt a bit guilty at first. Seeing Yaohua's eyes on the broken piece, she felt even more regretful.
"Yaohua, were you hurt just now?"
This girl had a lot on her mind. She might be thinking too much. Maybe she shouldn't have caused trouble for no reason.
The tingling sensation still remained on Yaohua's fingertips. It was very much like the feeling of being hit by a spiritual current. Yaohua rubbed her fingertips, and her expression became more and more puzzled.
Only snow demons could use spiritual power on the ice field. If she wanted to leave here, she would have to kill the snow demons. But it was so difficult to find them.
Yaohua stroked the blade and thought of another thing.
Spiritual power couldn't be used on the ice field, but spiritual currents could exist through a medium. So could spiritual currents be used by means of a medium?
"Yaohua?"
Fairy Ziying's voice pulled her out of her thoughts.
Yaohua came back to her senses, and her eyes lit up.
"Fairy Hudao, where did you find this knife?"
Fairy Hudao had just angrily taken back the half - broken weapon. Naturally, her tone was not very good when she heard this.
"What's it to you?"
"This knife is of excellent quality. It would be a pity if it's broken like this," Yaohua said, with regret almost flowing out of her eyes. But then she let out a sigh of relief. "I do have a way to repair it, but you need to tell me its origin."
Supplies were scarce on the ice field. Fairy Hudao was very tempted. If Yaohua could really repair this knife, she wouldn't have to go to great lengths to find another one.
In comparison, just telling her the origin of the knife didn't seem like a big deal.
Yaohua dragged a chair and walked over.
Just then, several arrows whistled over. One arrow penetrated several inches into the door frame behind Yaohua.
Yaohua swung the chair and nimbly turned it. Several more arrows were stuck in it.
"People from the northern village are coming!"
Fairy Hudao reacted quickly. She moved swiftly and soon stood in front of Yaohua, taking the chair from her hand.
"Get out of here quickly!"
Fairy Ziying immediately ran outside to inform the villagers to prepare for defense.
Yaohua quickly picked up the strange blade and at the same time grabbed her sword, then ran quickly towards the watchtower.
Fairy Hudao couldn't persuade her, so she simply left the yard and went to look for the iron - eating beast in the snow.
Yaohua hesitated for a moment. Compared with defending against the enemy, she was more eager to know the origin of the knife at this moment.
But there were more and more arrows, so she had to suppress her curiosity for the time being.
On the watchtower.
As soon as Yaohua climbed up, she saw many strong immortals holding bows and arrows, constantly shooting into the village.
They aimed at the villagers, with a smug smile on their faces, as if hitting a person would bring them great benefits.
"These are all people from the northern village," Fairy Hudao climbed up the watchtower at some point. She squinted slightly, with a murderous look in her eyes.
She made a gesture in the distance. The iron - eating beast lying in the snow leaped up. Taking everyone by surprise, it swiped a few people away with one paw, and the arrows that had been shot also deviated from their original paths.
The iron - eating beast fought off many attackers and temporarily blocked the northern villagers' offensive.
Yaohua withdrew her gaze and was very puzzled. "The northern and southern villages never interfere with each other. Since Fairy Hudao has tamed the iron - eating beast, why are these villagers launching a large - scale attack on the southern village?"
"The iron - eating beast is indeed not the reason for them to leave the north," Fairy Hudao stroked the handle of the knife. "This knife is."
Her words immediately reminded Yaohua of the tingling sensation on her fingers. Yaohua subconsciously shrank her fingers, but her eyes couldn't help but fall on Fairy Hudao.
"What on earth is the origin of this knife?"
"I don't know where this knife comes from. However, I can sense spiritual power from it," Fairy Hudao closed her eyes and pressed her cheek against the blade. "I believe you've noticed it too."
"Do you mean that they've also discovered this, and they're attacking the southern village to seize this knife?"
Fairy Hudao opened her eyes. "This is just one of the reasons."
Yaohua's heart suddenly started pounding. Her intuition told her that every word Fairy Hudao was about to say would point the way for her in the future.