Chapter 283: Father Goes Up the Mountain to Harvest

That day, his brother-in-law Shang Yue came down the mountain, feeling relieved.

Having left this Longshe Shan that had tormented him for a long time, he could finally return home to enjoy himself properly, no longer needing to work, no longer needing to worry about being beaten every day, no longer needing to worry about anything he did, no longer needing to worry about being watched, and no longer needing to constantly worry about someone attacking him.

That afternoon.

Father Chen Yuan once again set foot on Longshe Shan; at the moment he entered, an illusion arose— the mountain ahead seemed to have grown taller. Yes, this illusion was absurd; he jerked his head, telling himself it was impossible— how could such a thing happen?

But the mountain peak before him was indeed much higher— at least about thirty meters taller than before; this degree of growth was obvious at a glance. The spiritual aura concentration of Longshe Shan had become richer, and there were many more cultivated spirit fields, those fields already irrigated, as if preparing for transplanting seedlings.

The cultivation of spiritual herbs on the mountain had also reached an exaggerated extent— previously many places lay empty, only a portion planted with spiritual herbs; the utilization rate used to be less than one percent. It wasn't that the son was lazy, but the mountain's spiritual energy was limited, fixing the amount of herbs that could be bred and nurtured; adding more would be useless.

They simply left it as is, letting those places remain empty or grow wild, ensuring most stayed natural and not severely damaged. This time, the developed area increased severalfold; looking out, layered fields stretched from bottom to top, one after another— quite spectacular.

The mountain resembled terraced fields, with most of the lower part flooded; the ruined fields were all manually damaged, showing no trace of sorcery. His eldest son was working, busy alone, his movements very practiced.

Looking again, Liu Yuer and Zhang Nongqian were also busy elsewhere, daughter-in-law Shang Hongxue likewise, and niece Chen Qinger was working on the mountain— everyone on the mountain was laboring, with not a single idle person.

No, that's wrong— on the mountain, his younger son was up there drinking tea, looking very content, that appearance… so leisurely.

"This?"

Chen Yuan startled a little— everyone was working, only you were slacking, drinking tea; does anyone else have an objection?

On Longshe Shan, they don't keep idle people— this saying truly came to life.

Chen Yuan glanced around, not wanting to disturb anyone; in fact, everyone else had noticed his arrival.

Liu Yuer was relatively tense, head down, working hard to avoid drawing attention.

Zhang Nongqian was very sensible, glanced twice, then worked like her mother.

Shang Hongxue saw their embarrassed posture and comforted them: "It's fine, Uncle isn't here to cause you trouble."

She knew Uncle Chen Yuan had come to find Elder Brother Chuyang, not to bother her mother and daughter, nor to drive the two of them away.

Liu Yuer and the other woman wouldn't receive recognition, but Uncle Chen Yuan wouldn't drive them off; he tacitly allowed them to stay on Longshe Shan— otherwise he would have come earlier to expel them.

"Hmm." Liu Yuer gave a soft reply, not daring to lift her head.

Chen Chusheng raised an eyebrow, glanced, didn't care, and continued working with his head down.

On the mountain, Chen Chuyang pointed to the opposite chair and said, "Father has come, please sit."

Chen Yuan was not at all polite, and sat down.

"Chuyang, has the Dragon Tooth Rice had a great harvest?"

When he went up the mountain, he had seen those Dragon Tooth Rice being harvested, and they continued to start planting the next round.

He had no interest in Dragon Blood Rice, or rather, there wasn't much of it, so he couldn't take much away.

On the contrary, Dragon Tooth Rice was the purpose of his trip this time; he also wanted to check Longshe Shan's condition. Seeing that the mountain had no problems but had changed greatly, with its spiritual aura once again becoming rich, he knew the mountain had gained many benefits, and this younger son had completed his renovation plan for Longshe Shan very well.

At least, each time he came, there was some change.

Everyone on the mountain was present— very good; each person's strength had increased, surpassing his expectations; this point, Chen Yuan was very satisfied.

"Hmm, harvested the past two days, the yield is very high."

Chen Chuyang nodded and said, "Thanks to Aunt Liu Yuer and Sister Zhang Nongqian; without them, the yield couldn't be this high."

He was chiefly praising those two women; Chen Yuan could hardly fail to understand his son's intention.

"They haven't caused you any trouble, have they?"

"No, they're well-behaved and diligent."

Chen Yuan nodded, his fondness for those two women increased a little— just a little.

He wanted to let them into the Chen Clan, but for now it's not feasible.

The Chen Clan isn't so easy to join, and besides, their identities don't permit it.

He didn't want to say more about this matter.

"What about the Dragon Tooth Rice?"

"Here you go, why rush? What's yours won't be missing."

Chen Chuyang took out a storage bag that had been prepared long ago; he had pre‑allocated it, deciding how much to keep and how much to give his father according to a fixed quota— neither more nor less. This belonged to the Chen Clan; what Chen Chuyang kept for himself he naturally retained, and he could give it to whomever he wished.

The amount of Dragon Tooth Rice consumed on the mountain was also not small; these people were big eaters, and after long‑term consumption of Dragon Tooth Rice their bodies became excellent, their potential continually improving, this rapid improvement playing an important role in their future cultivation.

The yield of Dragon Blood Rice is not large; it needs to be increased later, and Chen Chuyang has already planned this— after those spirit fields have been nurtured for a while, he will start a new round of planting.

"So much?" Chen Yuan was startled; he hadn't expected this much— more than double his expectation. With this much Dragon Tooth Rice, the Chen Clan's meritorious ones certainly received a share, a considerable amount, enough to sustain them for a period.

This is an important cultivation resource—not everyone can enjoy it. Chen Yuan will distribute it according to merit: those who have contributed will naturally receive it, those without merit get none. In short, those who have contributed to the Chen Clan get more resources.

He won't say it's evenly distributed, nor that it's allocated by status.

The more one contributes, the more resources one receives— this is also why Chen Yuan has garnered so much support from the Chen Clan; besides strength, his fair and just treatment of the clan's disciples, demanding contribution from everyone, including his own son.

"If the next batch of Dragon Tooth Rice matures, there will be even more—I've already increased the yield; the spirit fields will triple. How much the yield will be depends on how well they're tended."

"These are Dragon Blood Rice; the quantity is small, you take it— those with low cultivation cannot eat it."

Chen Chuyang took out two portions.

"One portion is yours, one is your mother's; others can't have this Dragon Blood Rice, its effect is not inferior to Dragon Blood Pill— don't give it wrong, or trouble will arise."

"All right." Chen Yuan responded solemnly, not daring to act rashly.

His son's seriousness, he naturally knew the importance of this Dragon Blood Rice and its general efficacy, and the effect of Dragon Blood Pill— no one knows it clearer than him.

"And your mother?"

Chen Chuyang waved his hand: "It's fine, Mother can eat it, but don't eat too much at once— eat sparingly; Dragon Blood Rice is scarce, so next year you can eat it freely."

They, as a family, could eat it freely, but the Chen Clan people could not possibly do so.

Many of them cannot eat it— their cultivation is insufficient, and consuming it would be harmful instead.