Chapter 48: Father, Onto the Pot Again

Dig a pit, bury the seed — not too deep, or it won't be able to breathe, and then it will die in the soil.

Too shallow won't do either; it's prone to all kinds of problems. Every single seed required great care. Chen Chuyang had rich planting experience and wouldn't be frightened by the small task of planting trees. The temperature and spiritual energy density of Longshe Shan were well suited for plant growth, with ample water supply — a stream of spiritual spring water flowing down specifically from the mountain, nourishing the entire peak.

The mist inside the Flowing Water Mist Formation carried abundant moisture, so there was absolutely no need to worry about water.

Beyond that, Chen Chuyang continuously modified the environment here — sunlight, water flow, and every other aspect — all arranged properly.

There were hardly any insects; it was fully ecological planting. These years of planting were not for nothing — with his rich experience, he had long since mastered every big and small matter of planting. Or rather, his planting talent was genuinely impressive, even a bit stronger than his cultivation talent — perhaps it had to do with his cultivation technique.

Experiencing this kind of life could accelerate his cultivation technique's progress, which was also why Chen Chuyang loved planting so much.

"Finally done. It's only because my cultivation is strong enough and my body is tough enough — otherwise, planting alone would be exhausting to death."

For an ordinary person, planting this much would take at least two or three days. Longshe Shan was no small place — just walking a full circuit around Longshe Shan took half a day, let alone planting. Chen Chuyang sped up his planting, but in this regard he could not be careless; every pit was dug with care, uniform in depth.

"Once these spiritual trees grow up and Longshe Shan's Killing Formation and Trapping Formation are fully formed, by then Longshe Shan will be the safest place in Longshe Cheng — bar none."

"A naturally formed Formation inherently carries the function of gathering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which can reduce the investment of spiritual stones — it's nothing more than waiting a few months."

"These are the first batch of fruit trees. Once the seeds from Father's side are brought back and planted again, Longshe Shan's Formation will be enhanced once more."

The preliminary plan was to plant spiritual trees — the more spiritual trees, the stronger the Formation's power.

In the future, as he planted enough spiritual trees, the power they could unleash would grow stronger — this step, Chen Chuyang had also thought through.

"What a pity — if only there were more spiritual trees, then there'd be no need to wait."

"Perhaps I could go search the surrounding peaks for spiritual trees."

Then, Chen Chuyang shook his head.

"Forget it — I've already searched all the nearby peaks. Even if there are any, it's just a scattered few, a drop in the bucket."

"It's better to cultivate them myself — it's just a matter of waiting a bit longer."

"I have plenty of time right now. I've already come through all these years; I don't mind another half a year or so."

Patting his hands, Chen Chuyang looked at his handiwork, quite satisfied.

Sensing his own cultivation, the practice of the Hunyuan Dao Scripture was underway at all times and in all places — he didn't need to actively circulate it; any moment was part of the cultivation process. Taking a deep breath, true Qi circulated with the breathing.

The density of his true Qi had increased by a portion.

"Next time they see Longshe Shan transformed, they'll certainly be very surprised."

Having finished the mountain forest planting, Chen Chuyang returned to his dwelling and saw that his father had come.

He had just walked up and met his gaze.

The Formation token on his father still worked, but it would soon be scrapped — when the time came, a new Formation token might need to be made.

However, Chen Chuyang was in no hurry. He wouldn't make the same kind of Formation token as before, one that allowed free entry into Longshe Shan. Longshe Shan was his territory — the spiritual medicines and various things inside were all precious, and he certainly didn't want anyone to see them.

If a Formation token were lost, it would be very dangerous.

"Father."

"Chuyang, what's this?"

Chen Chuyang smiled and said, "I just planted some spiritual trees. Longshe Shan had too few. Father and the Clan need spiritual fruit, so your son is cultivating more spiritual fruit trees, aiming to have a lot more spiritual fruit to eat in a few years."

"By then, our Chen Clan won't be so short on spiritual fruit."

Chen Yuan scrutinized his youngest son, his eyes fixed on Chen Chuyang from start to finish. He suspected that person was him.

Everything matched up.

Being able to know their itinerary, and moreover, breaking the Myriad Ghosts Formation, and also… rescuing Chen Chusheng — all of this seemed like coincidence, but in reality, was inevitable.

Knowing Formation, and also knowing Pill Refining, and furthermore making a move at this exact point in time.

All of this was too coincidental.

And the Myriad Ghosts Formation — at the critical moment, it was broken.

Clearly he and Shang Yingnian had done nothing, yet the Formation broke — otherwise, he and Shang Yingnian might have had to pay a price. How could it have come to…

But the son before him was covered in soil — one look and you knew he had just been doing manual labor.

He didn't look as though he had left Longshe Shan. Chen Yuan was somewhat bewildered.

Was it him?

He couldn't help but ask himself inwardly.

Chen Chuyang smiled and asked, "Why does Father keep staring at your son's face? Is there soil on my face?"

Pretending to wipe his face, Chen Chuyang also knew his father suspected him. He revealed no flaws, acting as if he knew nothing.

This behavior made Chen Yuan even more confused.

"Is it really him?"

In his heart, he asked himself again — it seemed that no matter how he looked, it didn't seem to be.

Could this youngest son be that formidable? The deceased Luo You Dulan was a True Gang Strong One. This son of his had certainly hidden a portion of his strength, but at most he was only at the Qi Seed stage — he hadn't… stepped into True Gang, let alone instantly kill a True Gang.

Chen Yuan smiled bitterly inwardly: "Perhaps I'm overthinking it. How could it be Chuyang? Chuyang is known for never leaving Longshe Shan, and he doesn't have that kind of strength."

"I must be going crazy, to have even come up with this thought."

Chen Yuan inwardly rejected his own guess. Whoever he suspected, he shouldn't suspect this youngest son.

No one knew this son better than he did — it was impossible for him to have that kind of strength.

"Nothing — your father was lost in thought." Chen Yuan gave a helpless smile and found an excuse to brush it off.

"By the way, Chuyang, your father has been struck by the Yin Gui Sect's ghost Qi attack. The ghost Qi has already entered my body — could you take a look?"

He came this time wanting this son to help take a look, to use that kind of disgusting pill or Item to expel the ghost Qi from his body. After the ghost Qi invaded his body, it continuously corroded his true Qi, corroded his meridians — it could not be expelled, nor could it be… suppressed. That ghost Qi was like a parasite clinging to the bone, extremely troublesome.

Chen Yuan was well aware of how troublesome ghost Qi was — that was why he came to seek out Chen Chuyang. If it didn't work, he would have to go elsewhere for treatment.

"Let me take a look. Father, don't move."

Chen Chuyang reached out to sense his father's body internally — a third of his true Qi had been corroded by the ghost Qi. A few days later, and he might… be corroded into a Yin Ghost.

"Father, please get on the pot."

This ghost Qi, Chen Chuyang could easily dispel with a casual wave of his hand, but he did not do so.

A little white mouse delivered right to his door—how could he let him go back?

Without giving him a thorough experiment, it would be a disservice to his father coming to his door in person.

Chen Yuan asked, still shaken, "Can't it be cleared away immediately?"

Chen Chuyang said with a grin, "Father, the ghost Qi in your body has eroded deeply. Ordinary methods cannot dispel it; this is the only way."

"Then alright."

His father Chen Yuan climbed onto the pot in resignation—he was very reluctant.

But for the sake of recovery, there was no choice.