Taichu Yandao: Starting from the Villain

Not long after the golden light that illuminated the entire world disappeared, the sound of bells began to ring in the ancestral hall.

In the field, Cao Xiuxiu heard the bell and just woke up from a mysterious feeling.

She felt the magic power in her body increase a little bit, and she was so happy. She had been practicing for decades, but never had a breakthrough been so easy.

Cao Xiuxiu stood up directly, but when she exerted force, she found that her legs had already become numb from squatting.

She supported her thighs with her hands and tried again. When she was halfway up, she couldn't help but raise her brows.

"It seems... I forgot something!"

After a while, Cao Xiuxiu stood up from the grass and limped towards Li Wujiu and his companions.

"You four, come down, we have to go back quickly."

On the waterwheel, Li Gu and the other three were also immersed in the mystery. They came back to their senses when they heard Cao Xiuxiu's voice.

"Instructor Cao, you were hiding in the bushes just now. Were you trying to scare us?" Gu Yanjun asked.

"It was so bright just now, couldn't everyone have been seen?" Cao Xiuxiu's mouth twitched, and she coughed and said, "Are they all here? No need to pedal the waterwheel, let's go back to the village."

The four little guys were overjoyed and jumped off the waterwheel in a hurry.

But after landing, they did not dare to take a step, and said:

"It's too dark! Instructor Cao."

"Master Cao, we can't see."

"Got it!" Cao Xiuxiu chanted a spell and summoned a fireball that shone on everyone's heads.

When the four little ones saw the light, they rushed towards Cao Xiuxiu like young swallows flying into the forest and surrounded her.

Under the firelight, Cao Xiuxiu immediately noticed Li Wujiu's change and asked, "Have you broken through to the second level of Qi training?"

Li Wujiu raised the corners of his mouth and smiled: "Yes, just now the sky suddenly became brighter, and I felt warm, as if I was soaking in a medicinal bath, and then I broke through."

"Master Cao, I have also made a breakthrough. I feel like I'm not far from the third level of Qi training." Gu Yanjun said.

"Well, you are all great. You didn't waste the opportunity." Cao Xiuxiu was all smiles, even happier than her own breakthrough.

As they were talking, the wind gradually grew stronger, causing the fireball to shake continuously and make a crackling sound.

Seeing this, Cao Xiuxiu stopped talking nonsense and took the lead to jump onto the ridge of the field, saying, "Follow me closely, don't get lost."

The group of five walked along the ridge of the field and soon reached the main road.

At this time, the wind became stronger and made a whistling sound, like the howling of a wild beast.

The five people walked against the strong wind, but before they had gone far, there was a loud thunder in the sky.

Seeing that it was about to rain, Cao Xiuxiu picked up the other two girls and shouted, "I'm behind you, just follow the fireball."

Li Wujiu and Gu Yanjun nodded, stretched out their legs, and ran along the road.

After the three of them ran for a while, raindrops as big as beans began to fall. Fortunately, the gate of the village was not far away, illuminating their way back.

At the same time, the ancestral hall was filled with people discussing what happened tonight:

"Sister Cai, you actually made a breakthrough!"

"You're not bad either. You've become younger."

"Hey, why did I fall asleep at that time? What a loss."

A person nearby was very excited and said, "I heard that Sister Dong achieved the breakthrough in her dream and was discovered by others only when she arrived at the ancestral hall."

"Who told you that? I don't believe it."

"That's what the sister of the Yan family said. She never tells lies in our village."

"Our Yan family has been a single-line family for four generations. Which Yan family girl told you that?"

"..."

More than two hundred people were talking to each other, and the entire ancestral hall was like a vegetable market. Even the thunder outside could not cover the voices of the crowd.

Only the village chief on the armchair had a worried look on his face. Seeing that most people had arrived, he took a deep breath and shouted, "Everyone, please be quiet for a moment. We don't know whether this will be a blessing or a curse!"

The crowd below gradually quieted down, but everyone looked confused, wondering where the village chief's misfortune came from.

"Village Chief, what do you mean by that? I'm not questioning you! I'm just curious. More than half of the cultivators in the village have achieved a breakthrough. Isn't that a good thing?"

"Good! Did you know that the giant snake on the Ten Thousand Snake Mountain has also broken through?"

The ancestral hall immediately became quiet, and everyone's heart skipped a beat. The previous happiness disappeared in an instant.

"Everyone, I have called you here so late to ask you to donate the precious medicine you have. Your Majesty, the Ten Thousand Witch Saint, she is injured."

If the village chief's previous words were a big rock falling into the water, then this sentence was a fireball exploding in the water.

In the ancestral hall, someone immediately questioned, "How could the Wu Saint be injured? Are you falsely conveying the imperial decree and deceiving everyone?"

Hundreds of people nodded and looked at the village chief with suspicion.

The village chief looked extremely unhappy. He took out a piece of paper and said, "Elders, please read it for yourselves to see if I have lied."

As she spoke, she had already handed the note to the old woman who had done the crime.

The three-finger-wide note was quickly passed around the ten armchairs. After Yang Yongqing finished reading it, he immediately stood up and said:

"I don't know if the Wusheng was injured, but it is true that he asked everyone to offer precious medicine."

The village chief looked helpless and said, "Okay, okay, the witch saint is not injured. According to Shang Yu, you can take out the precious medicine."

Among the ten armchairs, those with storage bags at the waists reached in and took out a jade box.

As for those who didn't have a storage bag, they said, "Is it ok to leave it at home tomorrow morning?"

"No, go get it now." The village chief said coldly.

Several old ladies had no choice but to stand up and run straight to the gate of the ancestral hall.

With the elders setting an example, the people below immediately took action, and those who had precious medicines with them took them out directly.

Most of them stood up and ran straight to the gate of the ancestral hall.

Some people also asked: "We don't have any precious medicine at home, what should we do?"

"Yes, what if there is none?"

The village chief put his hand down and said, "What else can we do? If there is none, then there is none! You just wait."

Among those who went home to get medicine, some immediately regretted their decision, but they dared not sit back down in front of so many people.

When most of the people had left, the village chief suddenly looked at Yang Yongqing and said, "Master Yang, if I remember correctly, as the person in charge of the school, you have a storage bag. You neither took it out nor went back to get it. What do you mean?"

Yang Yongqing stood up, bowed and said, "Last year there was a severe drought. To prevent any accidents, I gave my precious medicines to the children to lay a foundation. The teachers and students in the school can all testify to this. You can ask anytime."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old woman in green clothes below said, "I testify that they also tricked my plant into going in."

The village chief sighed and said, "Master Yang is very righteous. I will report this matter to the witch saint."

Yang Yongqing bowed and sat back in his seat.

After about an incense stick of time, the people who went to get the medicine came back one after another. Seeing that it was almost done, the village chief clasped his fists towards the two elders and said, "You two, please keep a record of the bill!"

The two men bowed, asked someone to bring in a long table, and began to collect the precious medicine.

Everyone, no matter what they offer, will write it down in the book and put their handprint on it.

After nearly half an hour, the jade boxes on the long table were piled up like a mountain.

After the two elders finished recording the last account, they closed the book, handed it to the village chief and said, "There are a total of 114 items."

The village chief nodded, took the booklet, made a gesture, and put all the jade boxes into his storage bag.

"Everyone, don't leave yet. I'll deliver the medicine right away. If the Wizard Saint has nothing else to tell you, we can adjourn."