"Hey, the bastard from the North Village, when did you slink back here again?"
The villagers' faces paled in alarm. "Could it be you who led those sinful immortals here?"
This was going too far. Yaohua couldn't help but want to defend him, but it was too late.
"Qingshi, come here," said Immortal Jiang Mo in a gentle tone, beckoning to Qingshi.
Yaohua suddenly remembered what Bailu had mentioned before.
Immortal Jiang Mo thought highly of Qingshi. When Fairy Ziying wanted to keep him, she also intended for him to go to Immortal Jiang Mo.
Sure enough, seeing Immortal Jiang Mo's attitude towards Qingshi, the once - arrogant villagers shrank back sheepishly.
Qingshi trembled all over, his eyes wide open and filled with tears. "Immortal Jiang Mo, I've killed my brother!"
Immortal Jiang Mo frowned. With a slight flick of his fingers, his frown smoothed out. "Your brother is a lucky man. You two brothers are deeply fated, and you will surely be reunited one day."
"Is what the Immortal said true?"
Yaohua glanced sideways.
She vaguely remembered that Fairy Ziying had muttered something before, something like Qingshi would cause trouble for Bailu. At that time, she didn't take it seriously, but now it seemed that she might not have been wrong.
She didn't expect that divination could be done in this ice field just like in the Divine Continent.
"Since Immortal Jiang Mo can do divination, why not calculate what will happen if we move out of the village?"
Immortal Jiang Mo shook his head. "There are too many variables in this matter. The divination signs are ever - changing and hard to predict."
"If there's no foolproof plan, why should we move?"
"Yeah, this is nonsense!"
If not for the promise she made to Fairy Hudao before her departure, Yaohua would have just grabbed her sword and left.
"Fine, I'll be honest with you today," Yaohua said, suppressing her restlessness as she took out a packet of seeds.
Before the system fell into slumber, it had taken out all the seeds that she might need, including the seeds of the immortal peach tree.
"These are the seeds of the immortal peach tree. I've already found the planting method. If you move with me, I'll surely pass on the seeds and the method to you."
"The immortal peach tree?"
Yaohua was sharp - eyed and saw a villager swallow his saliva.
The immortal peaches were originally from the Celestial Realm. Many of these villagers had once been in the Celestial Realm, and they knew best how precious the immortal peaches were. Yaohua's words had an immediate effect.
"Are these really the seeds of the immortal peach tree?"
Yaohua threw out a seed. "If you don't believe me, come and take a look for yourselves."
The seeds of the immortal peach tree were not much different from ordinary peach trees, but there were still some subtle differences. For example, there were some rune - like patterns on them, which an ordinary peach couldn't fake.
Facing the real seeds of the immortal peach tree, no one could say they were not real.
Yaohua retrieved the seed and a smile appeared on her lips. "You have the right to choose. But for the villagers who stay, I won't leave any seeds behind."
"Aren't you forcing us to move?"
The villagers were indignant, but because of the seeds in Yaohua's hand, they didn't dare to fight as they did before.
"Yes. Anyway, the seeds of the immortal peach tree are mine. I can give them to whoever I want and use them however I like. None of you can interfere."
Although the words were irritating, the effect was obvious.
The villagers looked at each other. Everyone wanted the immortal peaches, but no one wanted to give up the comfortable and peaceful life they had now.
Yaohua was not in a hurry because she knew someone would compromise.
"I... I'll go with the little fairy," a timid voice came from the crowd. Yaohua nodded with a smile, then sat down on the ground and took out a pen and bamboo slips.
"What's your name?" Seeing the man's uneasiness, Yaohua explained, "You're the first one to agree to move. I think besides the seeds of the immortal peach tree, you deserve some other rewards."
As soon as she said this, the other villagers got restless.
"What other rewards?"
"I won't hide it from you all," Yaohua said, looking up with a dazzling smile. "I still have some potatoes. Since this little brother is so brave, I'll give him two."
Hearing this, the villagers who were still on the fence no longer hesitated and raised their arms one after another.
"I'll move too! Little fairy, don't forget about me!"
"Me too!"
For a moment, the noise was even louder than before.
Yaohua looked at them with a smile, writing quickly with the pen in her hand while reminding them, "Don't be in a hurry. Only the first ten people will get the potato rewards. It's no use being impatient!"
Everyone thought they had the ability to be among the ten, so they became even more excited after Yaohua's reminder.
Soon, the blank bamboo slips were filled with words.
At this point, the villagers no longer insisted on staying.
Yaohua blew on the ink to dry it, then rolled up the bamboo slips. "So it's settled. You go back and pack your luggage now. We'll set off tomorrow."
After sending the villagers away, she rubbed her stiff face, then looked behind her and was startled.
"Gentlemen immortals, why are you staring at me?"
"No wonder Ziying thinks highly of you. It turns out..." Immortal Muyang said meaningfully.
He stopped halfway and burst into laughter, his shoulders shaking as if he had seen something really funny.
Yaohua blinked and touched her cheek.
She seemed to know what Immortal Muyang was laughing at.
When she coaxed the villagers just now, she must have looked a lot like Fairy Ziying when she first coaxed her.
"In that case, we'll go back and pack up first," Immortal Jiang Mo said gently. His eyes were like a clear pool of water. Yaohua only glanced at him and quickly averted her gaze.
This Immortal Jiang Mo was gentle from head to toe.
She was even a little curious about how Immortal Jiang Mo had refused Qingshi's request to pick flowers.
With the help of the immortals, Fairy Ziying was placed on a cart. Well, it couldn't really be called a cart, just a wooden board on some wheels that could only slide with human traction.
Soon, everyone set off.
However, they ran into trouble right at the start.
"The general guessed right. These people really want to leave here," said a young man with a big sword, looking over with a smile. His evil eyes roamed over Yaohua's face. "And there's even such a pretty little woman."
"They're the sinful immortals!"
A villager exclaimed in horror.
The northern villagers were blood - thirsty and cruel, which was very different from the peaceful southerners. To distinguish them easily, the southern villagers always called the northern villagers sinful immortals.
Despair spread among the villagers immediately.
"We're done for. I said we shouldn't move. Now look, we've been targeted by these sinful immortals. Isn't this a dead end?"
"Yeah, maybe we should beg for mercy?"