Chapter 152 - 141: A Visitor

Chapter 152: Chapter 141: A Visitor

Although he had only condensed one-fifth of a Spirit Plant Mark, he was still leagues above a mere Spirit Farmer.

Hao Yuegui quickly calmed her emotions. She had come here purely for the generous rewards; everything else was irrelevant to her.

Regardless of their private thoughts, neither dared to voice any dissent and respectfully accepted.

Elder Qing’s gaze fell upon Feng Bai Mei and the others. "Due to the Power Demon Sect’s raid, the Ring Mountain Spiritual Land has suffered significant damage. Go ahead and organize the Spirit Farmers to resume planting."

"As for how all the rewards should be handled, you can draft a proposal yourselves."

"Yes, Elder."

Everyone bowed in acknowledgment.

After a few moments of visible hesitation, Feng Bai Mei cupped her fists and spoke, "Elder, this disciple wishes to know if Luan Jian is dead."

Elder Qing shook his head slightly. "I do not know either." He paused, then added, "The Miscellaneous Peak has already sent people to investigate. They will inform you if there is any news."

"Thank you, Elder."

Feng Bai Mei cupped her fists, stepped aside, and her expression returned to its usual calm.

However, the brilliant golden orb in her hand began to spin several degrees faster.

"You may go..."

Following the clear sound of his voice, Elder Qing’s figure blurred for an instant before slowly fading away.

"We respectfully see the Elder off."

Everyone bowed respectfully.

Yan Shaoyuan and Hao Yuegui cupped their fists toward the remaining three, then left the main hall with two Nascent Soul Cultivators dressed in jet-black robes.

Jin Fang and Ke Jing exchanged a glance before cupping their fists toward Feng Bai Mei. "Lord Steward, will you be drawing up the proposal?"

Feng Bai Mei shot them a glance and said indifferently, "Follow the usual procedures."

"Yes."

The two men agreed respectfully, then turned and left the main hall.

「A few moments later.」

A voice filled with resentment echoed through the main hall.

"Tong Zuo!"

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After leaving the hall, Yan Shaoyuan and Hao Yuegui didn’t ask the two Nascent Soul Cultivators to take them directly to Snake Island. Instead, they walked slowly toward it, observing the Spiritual Land along the way.

As they walked, all they could see were destroyed Spirit Fields and craters left by the battle’s aftermath. The sight was startling, and they found it hard to imagine just how fierce the fighting must have been.

The two Cultivators beside them, however, showed no change in expression, clearly long accustomed to such scenes.

Walking through the battlefield’s remains, they could occasionally hear the desolate roars of beasts in the distance.

A sudden sense of regret washed over Yan Shaoyuan. ’I was overcome by greed...’

’If the Miscellaneous Peak hadn’t offered a one-mu Tier Two Spirit Field in exchange for ten years of growing Spirit Medicine, why would I have risked coming to the Wanzhong Mountains Range?’

’But it’s too late for regrets now.’

’Coming here was easy, but getting back will be hard.’

Soon, the four of them arrived before the Ten Thousand Serpent Lake.

Yan Shaoyuan pushed the distracting thoughts from his mind, studied the island for a moment, and then set off to enter it.

In just a short while, the four of them were standing before a Tier Two Spirit Field.

Yan Shaoyuan and Hao Yuegui stepped into the Spirit Field, crouched down, and placed their palms on the soil.

Sensing the dense Spiritual Qi within, they both nodded in satisfaction. The Spiritual Qi in this Spirit Field was abundant, even better than the Tier Two Low-grade Spirit Fields they cultivated back in the sect.

After a moment, they left the Spirit Field.

When they came to a destroyed Spirit Field, expressions of pained regret appeared on their faces as they silently cursed the Power Demon Sect for their inhumanity.

Destroying a Tier Two Spirit Field only yielded a single Spirit Crystal, the value of which was less than one percent of the field itself. It was a truly outrageous waste.

The four of them reached the top of the hill.

The first thing they saw were the small courtyards belonging to Xu Li, Dong Xing, and the others. After a brief glance, the eyes of Yan Shaoyuan and Hao Yuegui shifted to the courtyard at the center of the hilltop, from which cooking smoke was rising.

「At that moment.」

Xu Li, who was resting in his courtyard, heard a commotion outside the gate and cracked his eyes open to see.

’Who are they?’

Xu Li slowly sat up, thought for a moment, then turned and headed for the back of the courtyard.

A moment later, Yan Shaoyuan’s group stared, slightly stunned, at the person running away from them at a full sprint.

’That must be the lucky Spirit Farmer...’

Yan Shaoyuan thought with some amusement, ’Is he going to report us?’ He shook his head slightly and continued walking toward the small courtyard.

Inside the small courtyard’s wooden house, three people were in the middle of a lively conversation when a shout came from outside the gate.

"Steward Li, I have something to report!"

Li Changsheng’s expression flickered. He got up, walked out of the wooden house, opened the courtyard gate, and said with a smile, "Come in and tell me. What is it?"

Xu Li entered the gate and, without taking a breath, told him about his discovery of Yan Shaoyuan and the others.

Li Changsheng was confused for a second, but then he understood.

’The people Xu Li is talking about must be the two Spirit Plant Masters from the sect.’

Li Changsheng shook his head and smiled. "I understand. Come inside and sit for a while."

Xu Li grinned and nodded vigorously.

When he entered the house and saw Tan Hu and the other person, he hastily bowed, then sat down in a corner like a timid quail.

Tan Hu asked, puzzled, "What’s going on?"

Li Changsheng smiled. "Those two Spirit Plant Masters from the sect have arrived."

The two of them nodded slightly, then went back to their casual conversation.

Meanwhile, outside.

As the group got closer to the courtyard, the Spirit Medicines planted by Li Changsheng came into view.

Yan Shaoyuan and Hao Yuegui’s gazes swept right past the Concentration Flowers.

But when they saw the Spirit Medicines growing in the three mu of Mid-grade Spirit Fields, their expressions contorted with shock, their eyes wide with disbelief.

Hao Yuegui murmured, "Jade Ganoderma Fruit, Earth Spirit Root."

"And he’s even growing Thousand Silk Pupils..."

"He’s just a mere Spirit Farmer, how could he..."

Yan Shaoyuan’s mind reeled in disbelief. He channeled Spiritual Power to his feet and sprinted toward the Spirit Fields.

Hao Yuegui stopped in her tracks. She turned to glance at the small courtyard, and that last shred of arrogance within her heart vanished completely.

’A Spirit Plant Master capable of growing Tier Two Middle-grade Spirit Medicine must have condensed at least half a Spirit Plant Mark. That’s not someone I can compare myself to.’

After a moment’s hesitation, she turned and walked toward the small courtyard.