Chapter 115 - 113: Steward Li, Do You Scorn Your Subordinate?

Chapter 115: Chapter 113: Steward Li, Do You Scorn Your Subordinate?

At this moment, Jin Fang, who had been standing by like an invisible man, suddenly spoke up. "We could choose some more adaptable Tier Two Spirit Plants and plant them more sparsely. If the Spiritual Qi can sustain them, Steward Li will naturally expend much less vital life force."

He paused, then added, "I think Steward Li’s efforts would be better focused on the Mid-grade and High-grade Spirit Fields. The sect can barely manage to supply Tier Two Lower-grade Elixirs, but as for mid-grade and top-grade ones..."

The meaning behind his words was clear: Tier Two Low-grade Spirit Plants were not that important to them. What the Miscellaneous Peaks truly lacked were mid-grade and top-grade Spirit Plants.

For once, Tan Hu nodded in agreement.

Steward Ye and Steward Wu neither agreed nor objected.

In any case, as long as they could stay in the Ring Mountain Spiritual Land, they were certain to receive their share of Elixir Pills.

Lan Cai Shen frowned.

Jin Fang’s words seemed reasonable on the surface, but they were actually very problematic.

’What does he mean the sect can supply them, so we’re not short on low-grade pills for now?’

’The Miscellaneous Peaks have, by a rough estimate, nearly a hundred Vein Condensation Realm cultivators, most of whom are in the Early-Meridian Condensation stage.’

’The Elixir Pills supplied by the sect only amount to a few per Cultivator each year. How is that considered ’enough for now’?’

Lan Cai Shen shook his head and said, "I’ll return to the Miscellaneous Peaks after we’ve finished clearing the Spirit Fields. We’ll discuss the specifics when I get back."

The others nodded and said no more.

They followed behind Dong Xing’s group of three as they cleared the Spirit Fields.

Their progress was so agonizingly slow that Li Changsheng couldn’t bear to watch anymore. He stepped in to help pinpoint the exact locations of the Spiritual Vortexes.

Dong Xing and the other two took turns activating the talismanic tools to establish the Spirit Fields.

Time trickled by.

By the time the sky grew dark, the Spirit Fields on the island in the lake were finally cleared.

Li Changsheng saw people arriving one after another outside Ten Thousand Serpent Lake and beginning to build wooden houses.

They were likely developing the Tier One Spiritual Land surrounding Ten Thousand Serpent Lake.

After the Spirit Fields were cleared, Lan Cai Shen bid farewell to the others, piloted his Flying Ship, and shot straight into the clouds.

The remaining crowd quickly dispersed.

Tan Hu and the other stewards discussed the matter and decided to take turns guarding the island, rotating one person every half month.

Afterward, Steward Ye and Steward Wu took Jin Fang to organize the clearing of the Tier One Spirit Fields. Dong Xing also left the island with them.

Tan Hu was the first to stay behind and guard the island.

"Would you say I’m reasonably well-off now?"

Li Changsheng chuckled, standing at the edge of his Spirit Fields.

Before Lan Cai Shen had left, he had already chosen his Tier Two Spirit Fields.

The three Tier Two Spirit Fields were adjacent to the outer edge of the Mid-grade Spirit Fields, all connected.

Tan Hu had walked up beside him at some point. "Reasonably well-off?" he said, his tone full of envy. "In the words of the Mortal World, you’re a landlord now!"

"Haha, Senior Brother, you’re exaggerating..."

Li Changsheng waved his hand humbly. "A landlord in the Mortal World would have at least a thousand or eight hundred mu. This junior brother still has a long way to go..."

He said that, but he couldn’t hide the smile on his face.

Tan Hu gave him a speechless look and joked, "If you had a thousand or eight hundred mu of Tier Two Spirit Fields, I’d just sign on to work for you for life, my lord landlord."

The two of them looked at each other, burst out laughing, and began to talk in low voices.

Behind them, Xu Li and Fang Fan at first looked confused, not knowing what they were talking about.

But as Li Changsheng and Tan Hu continued to talk, the two finally understood: an Elder had granted Steward Li three mu of Tier Two Spirit Fields. The three mu of Tier Two Spirit Fields right in front of them were his.

The two looked at each other in dismay.

They had only been granted Tier One Spirit Fields, while Steward Li had been directly granted Tier Two Spirit Fields.

The gap between them from the beginning until now was so vast they had grown numb to it.

’Are we really practicing the same Spirit Plant inheritance?’

Just then, Li Changsheng cupped his hands and said, "In a little while, I’ll have to ask Senior Brother for some help building a place to live."

"No problem."

Tan Hu waved his hand dismissively.

Hearing this, Xu Li’s eyes lit up. He hurried forward and said, "Lord Steward, this subordinate is also willing to help."

"This subordinate is willing to work for you, Steward."

Fang Fan, though a bit slow, wasn’t stupid. He quickly followed suit to show his loyalty.

"Well..."

Li Changsheng hesitated. "You have your own wooden houses to build, so you don’t have to..."

Xu Li quickly interjected, "This subordinate is in no hurry. It’s just a matter of a few days’ work anyway. Could it be that the Steward finds this subordinate too clumsy...?" As he spoke, his tone grew somber.

"Alright, alright... I’ll have to trouble you both, then?"

As a good superior, how could Li Changsheng disappoint his subordinates? He quickly agreed.

Tan Hu chuckled as he glanced at Xu Li and Fang Fan. Then, with a turn, his figure flashed toward the edge of the mountaintop.

A fluctuation of Spiritual Power rippled through the air.

A dozen large trees, enveloped in a pale green whirlwind, were stripped bare and fell to the ground in just a few breaths.

Xu Li and Fang Fan quickly ran over and started carrying the lumber.

Li Changsheng scanned the area of the Spirit Fields with his senses, marking out the approximate size and framework for his house.

Because the Spirit Fields were packed so densely, his small courtyard would only cover about one mu. The plot of land wasn’t large. ’In that case,’ he thought, ’I’ll just build it taller.’

He roughly planned a three-story wooden house with three beast pens and one kitchen.

The vegetable garden would be cleared where Tan Hu had felled the trees.

While Li Changsheng and the others were busy...

「Demon Hunting Corps Encampment.」

An old man with a swollen, purplish-blue face resembling a pig’s head and a full head of white hair walked slowly toward the encampment.

"Halt!"

Just as he was about to enter, two cultivators with stern faces and cold expressions emerged from a corner, shouting, "Who are you? What business do you have with our Demon Hunting Corps!"

Feeling the murderous aura coming from the two cultivators, Dong Xing couldn’t help but shiver. He forced a placating smile. "Sirs, I’m looking for my granddaughter..."

Before he could finish his sentence, one of them, a young man of about twenty, frowned and barked, "Your granddaughter isn’t here. Scram!"

"I... you..."

Dong Xing froze, a surge of anger rising within him. His already bruised face turned an even deeper shade of purple.

But when he felt the murderous aura wash over him from the two cultivators, the fire of his anger was extinguished before it could even fully ignite.

In the end, he was just a Spirit Farmer.

Even after becoming a half-baked Spirit Plant Master, he didn’t feel any change in his status. He was still at the very bottom.

However, the good thing was that he now had three mu of Spirit Fields, which made his resentment vanish. ’Status? Position? What’s more important than Spirit Fields!’

He had come looking for Dong Yao to tell her this good news and to persuade her to leave the Demon Hunting Corps.

Dong Xing rallied his spirits and cupped his hands again. "Please, sir, just announce me. My granddaughter’s name is Dong Yao, she’s right in..."

"I said she’s not here, so she’s not here, you old bastard! If you don’t scram now, don’t blame me for getting rough..."

The young man looked at his face with disgust and yelled, "Scram!"

"I..."

Dong Xing was furious. ’Why won’t they even let me finish a sentence?’

His desire to get Dong Yao out of the Demon Hunting Corps grew even stronger.

Just as he was lost in thought, a sharp pain suddenly erupted in his chest. His body flew back several meters, rolling over a few times before he landed face-down in the dirt.

"Whining and muttering. If I don’t teach you a lesson, you’ll really think the Demon Hunting Corps is a place just anyone can enter."

The young man dispersed the Spiritual Power from his foot, snorted disdainfully, and turned to resume his post at the main gate.

As for the old man’s claim about looking for his granddaughter, he figured it out with a moment’s thought. It was probably some lecher who’d gone out and abducted someone.

At this thought, the young man’s expression suddenly shifted. He walked over to his colleague and whispered a few words. After a few bursts of laughter, the young man sauntered into the encampment.

Meanwhile, a dozen or so meters away.

Dong Xing lay there for a long while before he managed to shakily turn over. On his chest, a footprint was clearly visible, and the spot was even slightly caved in.

His face was also covered in cuts from the sharp stones, and dark red blood mixed with dirt trickled down, making his visage look even more hideous.

HUFF... HUFF...

Dong Xing gasped for air, and once the sharp pain in his chest had subsided a little, he flipped his hand over to retrieve a pill bottle. With a trembling arm, he opened the porcelain bottle.

As the porcelain bottle opened, blood-red Elixir Pills rolled out, scattering across his clothes.

Dong Xing tossed the bottle aside, picked up an Ungraded Blood Pill, placed it in his mouth, and swallowed it.

HUFF... HUFF...

Dong Xing closed his eyes and circulated his Spiritual Power to refine the elixir. His mind was not filled with anger, but rather with worry for his granddaughter’s safety.

The Demon Hunting Corps was so domineering. It was far too dangerous.

Just then, as an Escape Light streaked across the sky, a soft sound of surprise, "Huh?" was heard.