A scream nearly burst from Gu Jiaojiao's lips, but she abruptly clamped a hand over her mouth.
Though her eyes were filled with endless worry, she didn't let herself make a sound.
She had to trust her man. She couldn't let her voice distract Leng Yuan.
However, Leng Yuan was prepared.
The moment the venomous snake lunged, the sickle in his hand flashed. The meter-long snake was instantly sliced in two, the pieces falling into the bottomless abyss below the cliff.
He had dispatched the venomous snake.
Leng Yuan waited, but no other snakes appeared, so he began to dig up the Polygonum multiflorum.
He had no idea how many years this Polygonum multiflorum had been growing here. It was larger than any he had ever seen, the root as thick as a grown man's arm.
To his delight, there wasn't just one, but two.
After harvesting both Polygonum multiflorum plants, Leng Yuan started climbing back up the rock face.
He moved even faster than he had on the way down.
