Saving the White Moonlight Chapter 10

After Yan Zhuguang accepted this richly rewarded main quest, she showed no sense of urgency. Only the system spent all day watching Yun Mixue’s movements, afraid that on a sudden whim, Yun Mixue might leave Yimiao Sect.
Its host’s body was so poor. She could not withstand the punishment for failing a quest.
During this time, there was also a small episode.
Originally, the steward wanted to use Yan Zhuguang’s method for improving spiritual grain quality as his own achievement, so he could raise his position a little.
Who knew that not only would Yan Zhuguang’s spiritual field suddenly be destroyed, but after only a few days, the steward would be called over by his superior and ordered to spread a new method for harvesting spiritual grain.
At the time, the steward was a bit dazed. The method for planting spiritual grain had not changed for over a hundred years. The method he had been hoping to use for promotion was still being tested. How had a new method already come down?
The steward boldly asked and only then learned that the new method was exactly the one Yan Zhuguang had spoken of.
He had still been waiting for Yan Zhuguang to offer the method to him. He had not expected this servant disciple to turn around and offer it to someone else. Now the new method had already been issued, and the credit would not count for him. Had all his earlier hopes been for nothing?
The steward was very angry. He did not dare lose his temper in front of his superior. After leaving, he almost smashed his treasured weapon.
The more the steward thought about it, the angrier he became. He charged over toward Yan Zhuguang in a storm of sparks and lightning, wanting to teach her a lesson.
This little servant was truly infuriating. She had simply played him for a fool. Did she think that offering a method to the sect’s higher-ups would let her rise to glory? It would not. Right now, she was still a tiny servant disciple under his management.
Those higher-ups did not care about the life or death of servant disciples. In their eyes, offering such methods was something servant disciples should do. Only by offering the method to him and letting him operate with it could she have gained benefits.
This servant disciple called Yan Zhuguang was truly stupid. She had wasted his chance for nothing.
The system was very sensitive to any movement around Host. As soon as it noticed the steward’s actions, it immediately reported them to Host. It also very cleverly issued Host a side quest.
The system felt that for its host, handling a small cannon fodder like the steward would definitely be easy.
Sure enough, Yan Zhuguang sent the steward away in only a few words.
In the end, this matter was still Tao Zhi’s fault. If she had not been unwilling to accept her expulsion and run to Lianji Immortal to complain, none of the later developments would have happened.
Without Tao Zhi’s complaint, Yan Zhuguang would not have been asked to show her method to Yimiao Sect’s higher-ups.
If they traced things further back, it was still the steward’s fault. The steward had not completely cut off Tao Zhi’s hope of returning to Yimiao Sect. That was what caused him to lose his chance at promotion.
In any case, no matter how many mistakes there were, none of them were Yan Zhuguang’s fault. She had been forced. She had not done it on purpose. How could she be blamed?
Of course, Yan Zhuguang also mentioned the most important point. She had left a name and a deep impression in front of both Lianji Immortal and Yimiao Sect’s higher-ups. Even if the steward wanted to vent his anger on her, he had to wait until the storm had passed.
Otherwise, if someone suddenly asked about her and found that something had happened, the person who dealt with her might not be able to bear the consequences.
No matter what the steward thought in his heart, he could not make trouble for Yan Zhuguang right now.
After being fooled – no, after hearing her analysis – the steward could only accept his bad luck and leave in anger.
As for whether the steward might later remember and trip Yan Zhuguang up, by that time Yan Zhuguang might no longer be in Yimiao Sect. Whatever he did then would have nothing to do with her.
With that, another side quest reward came easily. Yan Zhuguang had the system exchange the treasure for washing spiritual roots into a bottle of pills that could hide one’s aura, then tossed it into the inventory and ignored it.
These few days, the spiritual field area had accidents one after another. The stewards who usually slacked off were also warned by the sect’s higher-ups and became diligent. They patrolled the spiritual field area all day, finding ways to squeeze the servant disciples.
Because Yan Zhuguang had a “heart-to-heart talk” with her immediate steward and was also the contributor who had offered the method for improving spiritual grain, the steward turned a blind eye to her and did not manage her much.
At this time, however, Yan Zhuguang, who had always been serious and hardworking, stopped coming to the spiritual fields. This made the servant disciples, who were unhappy from being squeezed by the stewards, begin to mutter.
Could it be that after offering a merit, this Yan Zhuguang had gotten proud?
They had known she was not proper. Usually she pretended so well, acting so serious and responsible. Now look. Her true form had been revealed.
Tsk. From the steward’s appearance, one could tell he was holding in anger. Once the wind passed, just wait and see how she would be dealt with. She would not stay pleased for long.
The jealousy of these servant disciples was so sour it could almost drown the spiritual rice in the servant disciples’ area. Yan Zhuguang would not wrong herself by enduring their eye attacks.
Besides, the three-day period was almost here. She had to make her final preparations.
Yan Zhuguang had scouted the small hill beside the spiritual fields. The night before, she had quietly carried the jars containing the spiritual grain worms up the hill and placed them in the hidden spot she had found.
Now it was time to go there.
On the last day of the three-day period, Yan Zhuguang swallowed a pill to hide her aura. In broad daylight, she carefully felt her way up the hill and arrived at the place where she had hidden the jars.
This place was near the top of the hill. During the day, the servant disciples were still doing farm work, so they had no chance to climb the hill. There was nothing good on this hill either. Other than Yan Zhuguang coming here now and then to hunt for a meal, the servant disciples who received fasting pills to fill their stomachs would not come up for no reason.
Even so, Yan Zhuguang still carefully used small stones to set up a simple maze formation around herself, so others would not discover her.
This kind of maze formation could only defend against low-strength servant disciples and wild beasts on the hill. It could not stop a slightly stronger cultivator.
The system had long since grown used to Host’s great abilities. What did setting up a formation count for? Even if Host said she was a god descended from heaven, it would not be surprised.
Only… “Isn’t this maze formation too simple, Host? Why don’t you use spirit stones to set it up?”
Although it did not know what Host planned to do, seeing Host act so rarely cautious made it very nervous.
But since this was such a tense moment, how could she use such a crude formation?
Yan Zhuguang said, “Because it is simple, it is also easy to erase the traces. If I used spirit stones to set the formation, I would leave clues.”
The system: …
Host, I do not understand what you are saying.
Yan Zhuguang did not understand the system’s confusion. She opened the four jars one by one. Because the spiritual grain worms inside had each eaten one of the four attribute poisons, they had changed into patterns and colors similar to those four poisons.
“These spiritual grain worms have all become poisonous spiritual grain worms.”
The spiritual grain worms had eaten poison and not died. The system felt this was very magical.
Yan Zhuguang made a sound of agreement. “From now on, do not disturb me.”
“Oh.” The system very consciously turned off its own voice, then watched Host’s movements with eager eyes.
Yan Zhuguang poured out all four spiritual grain worms and pinched them in her hands. Because they had absorbed the four poisonous objects, the poisonous spiritual grain worms soon made Yan Zhuguang’s palms turn black. The darkness even began spreading up her body.
The system watched with its heart clenched. What came next was even more alarming and shocking. Host actually held two spiritual grain worms in each hand and began circulating a method for absorbing spiritual energy.
Had Host gone mad?
The system’s mind filled with frantic messages. If Yan Zhuguang had not ordered it not to disturb her, it would have rushed out to interrupt her.
The system paced several circles in its little space and forced itself to calm down. It had to think clearly. What exactly did Host want to do?
Spiritual grain worms. It remembered Host had said spiritual grain worms could replace spirit stones. And these spiritual grain worms had absorbed poisonous objects of different attributes, so they had become poisonous attribute spirit stones.
Host was now absorbing these poisonous attribute spirit stones.
It remembered that Host had five spiritual roots: the wood root was the thickest, while the other roots were extremely thin. These four poison spirit stones happened to correspond to those four extremely thin spiritual roots.
Could Host be planning to use poison to corrode those spiritual roots away?
But this would not work. Host’s spiritual roots at Qi Refining were indeed fragile, and these poisonous attribute spiritual energies might corrode the spiritual roots as they were absorbed into the body. But this method would leave toxic residue after corrosion, and that would affect Host’s future cultivation.
It was not as if no one had ever used this method to wash spiritual roots before, but every single one had failed.
The system huddled in the corner, worried to death.
Yan Zhuguang was indeed using these poisonous spiritual energies to corrode her spiritual roots. But she was not simply washing her spiritual roots. She was transforming them.
In her last life, Yan Zhuguang had four spiritual roots. Because she had been harmed by someone, she absorbed poisonous spiritual energy. Her spiritual roots were corroded, almost cutting off her chance to cultivate.
But Yan Zhuguang had been lucky. Through a chance mistake, she had formed a poison spiritual root instead, which created her later glory.
However, her poison spiritual root had been transformed from four roots. Although it had formed, it had not been stable. As her cultivation deepened, her poison spiritual root became more and more shaky.
At that time, she had begun studying methods to transform a poison spiritual root. The method before her now was the best one she had tested.
The five elements created and restrained one another. Five spiritual roots were the most stable, and wood was the gentlest attribute. By using the wood root as the main root, first turning the other roots into poison spiritual roots, and then using the secret art she created to refine and control them so they attached to the main root, she could suppress them inside her body with a wood-attribute life-bound poison. Then, by slowly nourishing them in the future, she could make the main wood root fully transform into a poison spiritual root. That would create a truly stable acquired poison spiritual root.
Even better, before it fully transformed into a poison spiritual root, any method used to test her spiritual roots would only show that she had a single wood spiritual root.
This would be her best disguise.
The spiritual grain worms turned to powder. Inside Yan Zhuguang’s body, the spiritual roots of the four attributes were gradually corroded. Under the control of her secret art, they became a large black net that wrapped around the wood spiritual root.
During this process, her lips changed from the dark black of first absorbing the poisonous spiritual energy to paper white.
It was at this moment that the wind and clouds above Yan Zhuguang’s head suddenly changed.
A mass of black clouds gathered in an instant. Within the clouds, purple light faintly flowed.
That was – lightning tribulation.