Quick Transmigration: Underdog Turns out to be Untouchable

To pick the fruit without getting shocked, you must seize the right moment; when the lightning on the fruit disappears, that’s when you make your move.

At this point, the lightning hides inside the fruit and won’t shock you, but the time it stays hidden is extremely short. Even if you see it, by the time you reach out to pick it, the lightning is already out, and you’ll get a little zap.

In the entire spirit medicine field, only Tan Shuangshuang and Liang Ziqian could swiftly and calmly pick these fruits. Everyone else, including Tan Feiyu, couldn’t help but grimace and cry out while enduring the shocks as they picked.

"Ouch!" "Whoa!" "It hurts!" "Damn!" "Oh my!"

Tan Shuangshuang felt a bit of sympathy as she heard the soft gasps behind her, urging her to quicken her pace. The quicker she picked the fruits, the less they had to endure the shocks.

Once all the fruits were finally picked, everyone, exhausted and weary, walked out of the spirit medicine field, exchanged glances, and couldn’t help but clutch their stomachs, laughing uncontrollably.

Everyone’s appearance was simply too funny. While they weren’t scorched black, each hair stood up in a wild mess! Their hairdos looked like they were styled after brooms, hilariously so, except for Tan Shuangshuang and Liang Ziqian, whose appearances remained normal since they weren’t shocked.

After harvesting the thunder attribute spirit medicine fruits, the next field was for Fiery Fire Grass. This wasn’t about picking fruits but uprooting the plant entirely. Despite being cultivated for ten years, the Fiery Fire Grass, akin to millennial spirit medicine, was even more aggressive.

Tan Shuangshuang carefully located the bud of the Fiery Fire Grass, grabbed it firmly to prevent it from blooming, and used her other hand to dig it out with tools.

Beside her, Liang Ziqian followed the same standard actions. As they both squatted together, focused on extracting the Fiery Fire Grass, more gasps and frustrated cries erupted behind them.

Tan Shuangshuang concentrated on digging out her Fiery Fire Grass before she turned her gaze to see what had happened to the others, only to be greeted by a bald, shiny, reflective little monk head standing behind her.

Tan Shuangshuang blinked in disbelief before she finally realized that this bald creature, missing not only hair but also eyebrows, was indeed Tan Feiyu! She couldn’t help but glance behind Tan Feiyu, where she saw a group of small bald heads rubbing their own and whining.

The boys were somewhat fine, but the girls were on the verge of tears. Although female cultivators are stronger than ordinary women and not prone to crying, not all can handle being shaved bald. Losing not just their hair but eyebrows made them look like eggs, and which girl could accept that?

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Tan Shuangshuang looked down at the Fiery Fire Grass in Tan Feiyu’s hand. The bud was open, spewing flames arrogantly. Reflecting on Tan Feiyu and the others’ appearance, Tan Shuangshuang sighed with a mix of amusement and resignation.

Seeing Tan Feiyu mourning the loss of his hair and eyebrows, Tan Shuangshuang angrily walked up and smacked his shiny head, couldn’t help but reprimand, "Did you forget that you need to wrap your entire body with spiritual power before picking the Fiery Fire Grass? Who do you have to blame now for losing your hair and eyebrows from the flame burn?"

Tan Feiyu, sniffling, looked pitifully at Tan Shuangshuang and said, "I didn’t mean to. I saw you and Brother Liang directly digging with your hands and forgot about the spiritual power shield."

Tan Shuangshuang, annoyed, smacked Tan Feiyu’s bald head again, "You careless idiot, you don’t pay attention at all. Didn’t you notice we grabbed the bud first before digging?"

Tan Feiyu, dejected from Tan Shuangshuang’s scolding, lowered his head, realizing it was his fault for being careless. Liang Ziqian approached with a smile to console him, "Losing hair and eyebrows isn’t a big deal. You can find an alchemist outside to brew some hair growth elixir, and you’ll be fine."

Tan Feiyu touched his head and cheered up, remembering that they had alchemists in the Tan Family, and brewing some hair growth elixirs was a simple task.

Not only Tan Feiyu but others felt relieved, although the girls remained distraught. Even if their hair would grow back eventually, the thought of sporting a bald head in the Secret Realm for three months dampened their spirits.