The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1569: Continuing to Crash Like This

Chapter 1569: Chapter 1569: Continuing to Crash Like This

"Sang’er, go over there and let Hongjin and Red Silver protect you," he said, pushing Lin Caisang towards Hongjin and Red Silver.

"I..."

Lin Caisang wanted to say that she didn’t need protection.

But after a moment’s thought, she nodded and agreed.

At this time, she didn’t want to cause trouble for Sui Zimo. Knowing her own abilities, she was aware that she wouldn’t last many rounds against the evil influences.

"I’ll take good care of myself, Brother Molian. Be careful yourself," she nodded, advising Sui Zimo with caution before presenting her Wind Spirit Whip to him.

"Alright."

Sui Zimo responded softly and reached out to gently touch her cheek.

"Keep the Wind Spirit Whip, I don’t need it," he said, glancing at the Wind Spirit Whip that Lin Caisang had offered him.

The Wind Spirit Whip was a fine item, and it would certainly make him more powerful if he could wield it, but he truly didn’t need it.

What he needed at that moment was to wield his longsword with even more ease, not to cling to some more powerful weapon at the first sign of trouble.

"Then... okay."

Lin Caisang took back the Wind Spirit Whip, then moved a bit away from the altar, vigilantly watching the evil influences on the altar that were raging and trying to break free.

"Hongjin, I’ll be fine with Red Silver’s protection. You go help Brother Molian fight the evil influences," she instructed Hongjin.

"Yes, Master,"

Hongjin didn’t have his own will, so naturally, he would do whatever Lin Caisang said.

With Hongjin and Red Silver no longer watching them, the people from the county town vanished in the blink of an eye, many finding places nearby to hide.

The shimmering silver barrier was violently shaken by the impacts from the evil influences.

And with each strike from the evil influences, the black blood was slammed out time and again, splattering on top of the altar.

Seeing the black blood, Lin Caisang frowned.

This can’t go on; If all the black blood is knocked out, won’t all the blood that the evil influences absorbed be wasted?

"Brother Molian, we can’t let it keep ramming like this," she stepped forward again and said with a determined expression to Sui Zimo.

"I’ll go over..."

Sui Zimo also glanced at the black blood on top of the altar, his expression becoming grave.

But before he could finish speaking, Lin Caisang interrupted him.

"It’s better if I go with you. Although I’m not as powerful as you, I still have the Wind Spirit Whip, and besides, there’s Hongjin and Red Silver," she said.

How could she stand aside when a single person was fighting alone, especially against something like the evil influences?

Moreover, they were very clear in their hearts that no matter how fierce the fight was here, even if they died, it didn’t matter; was this not the time to hone their skills for when they faced what lies outside?

"Sang’er..."

Sui Zimo clearly disagreed with Lin Caisang’s risky move, his brows knitting together.

But before he could voice his concerns, the young girl raised her hand again, stopping him mid-sentence.

"It’s different here from the outside, Brother Molian. If I don’t become stronger here, once we’re outside, I’ll really have to live my life protected by you," she said.

Sui Zimo: "..."

Lin Caisang’s words had successfully persuaded him.

Indeed, once outside, what kind of dangers they would face in the future was something even he didn’t know.