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In the shallow pine needles, there were no injuries to the blood vessels, but after Zhang Liu and Yan Qing helped Tan Ming remove the needles, Tan Ming's arm was covered in countless tiny pinpricks, which was quite alarming.
After wrapping Tan Ming's arm, the group discussed their options and decided it would be safer to take a detour. However, this meant they would have to pass behind the dormitory building, where Tan Ming and Yan Qing noticed a Rose Bush. They immediately refused to go that way. The flowers from the Rose Bush could be deadly once they bloomed; one could die without even realizing it.
Yet, they couldn't go past the pine trees ahead either. In the end, Tan Ming suggested that everyone gather stones—more stones, the better. They collected a lot of stones and began throwing them from a distance towards the pine trees. As long as there was movement, the trees would shoot out needles in that direction. They threw stones for quite a while until all the needles finally fell from the trees, allowing them to pass through safely.
Ling Xingyuan and Qi Qiuluo led the way, confirming that there was indeed nothing left on the pine trees. Seeing that they were unharmed, everyone boldly moved forward. However, as Ling Xingyuan and Qi Qiuluo took a step ahead, a low-hanging tree trunk suddenly swung down with force, sending both of them flying.
The others halted in their tracks until the two managed to crawl back. They then navigated around to the back of the pine tree where there was no trunk blocking their path, finally overcoming this obstacle. It took them over an hour just to get past that pine tree.
Afterward, they encountered several more troubles and spent another half hour taking detours until they reached the entrance of Building 15 at Nanyuan.
At the Plum Blossom Tree location, they still had less than four hours left before fifteen hours had passed since their journey began. The Plum Blossom Tree was in full bloom with bright red flowers that looked almost dripping with color, exuding a vibrant energy. The dark tree trunk released an intoxicating fragrance that was ancient, mysterious, and solemn.
As they gazed at it, one felt compelled to kneel in reverence as if transcending centuries to converse with the old monk who had planted it; their souls felt cleansed in its presence.
"You say the final Red Card is this Plum Blossom Tree, my lord?" Qi Qiuluo asked repeatedly three times.
Yan Qing nodded in agreement.
Everyone was speechless.
Yan Qing recounted in detail his previous experience of being rescued by the Plum Blossom Tree, mentioning the diary of the Old Principal, which stated that this Plum Blossom Tree had been alive for thousands of years. It might truly be extraordinary.
What about the Red Card?
Yan Qing carefully examined the Plum Blossom Tree and its trunk, finally focusing on the tangled roots of the Plum Blossom Tree. The others joined him in digging.
Qi Qiuluo felt immense disdain for himself, thinking he must be foolish to follow Yan Qing in digging up the roots!
The roots of the Plum Blossom Tree were deeply embedded. They had been digging for nearly an hour and had just begun to see the roots inside. As they contemplated whether to continue, they faintly spotted a hint of red among the densely wrapped roots.
There really was a Red Card! Qi Qiuluo exclaimed excitedly, pointing to that spot.
Everyone put in their strength, and after two hours, the Red Card was finally unearthed. Tan Ming flipped it over and saw that it was indeed the King!
A few of them couldn't help but tremble with excitement.
It was finally coming to an end. The Master Ban felt as if he were dreaming.
It's ending, it's ending! Fan Xiaonan rubbed his hands together.
Ling Xingyuan couldn't help but feel tears welling up in his eyes.
Dai Zi would be very happy, right?
Yan Qing also struggled to contain his excitement.
Finally, the truth would be revealed!
The Master of Ceremonies initiated a vote! The system's voice echoed.
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