Chapter 441: The True Backer

In just three days, Wei Yuning's request for three hundred plantation cultivators was fulfilled.

The lowest had even a Fusion stage, and the highest included a great master at the Nascent Soul stage, all came to take the task.

Xu Lian, only at the Golden Core stage, had been living cautiously in Green Forest Wei City; who could have imagined she would make it to this day, leading a troupe that includes many Earth Immortal masters, parading through the market.

The place Xu Lian was heading to is the outer district, the residence that Wei Yuning and others bought. However, aside from the house inhabited by the Color‑Wind Insect cultivator, the entire row of houses became property of the Dragon Martial Gate.

The outer district's sunlight is too intense, not a comfortable residential area, but with abundant sun and sufficient water sources, it is an excellent place for growing plants.

If planting under such a huge price just to farm, it would take thousands of years to recoup the cost, but Wei Yuning is different; he has a Wind‑Wave Pavilion that lays golden eggs, so nothing is a problem.

Six houses, totaling thirty‑six mu of land; apart from the residential buildings, all were converted into plantations.

Three hundred cultivators, according to their abilities, each were responsible for a small plot of land, exhausting their internal spiritual energy daily to accelerate the growth of various plants.

Despite the hardship, they all felt satisfied; being able to stay was the most crucial.

For Wei Yuning, the output of the newly built plantations is actually unimportant; its true purpose is to conceal the vast new lands inside the Life‑Space Ring and the production of Bi Yi Dao.

Now the business finally got on track, Wei Yuning began devoting more energy to the Bounty Department's missions.

The gemstone‑gathering mission in Deep Lake led by cultivators Luo Yi, Zhi Hua, Ye Ying, Qi Long, Ao Xing, and Ao Zhi, after early setbacks, gradually stabilized.

Mining in Deep Lake, besides being related to spiritual roots, cultivation level, and species, is mostly a matter of financial investment.

Gemstone Lake originally formed from a massive meteor impact; aside from fragmented rocks from the impact and later fissures caused by giant trees pressing, the huge stone at the lake's bottom remains essentially a single mass.

Relying solely on manpower, unless one is a mountain‑moving strongman, a power‑type high‑rank divine beast, or a high‑level mortal cultivator, one cannot obtain block‑sized gemstone ore; at best one can pick up a few fragments from crevices.

Wei Yuning once went down; even with his strength, he could only scrape a few stones from the edges.

These gems are indeed beautiful, but have no special use; high‑level strength cultivators are too busy to take on such tasks, and reaching the lake bottom requires either water‑type beings or cultivators, plus expensive underwater mobility artifacts.

After multiple trials, Luo Yi and others equipped the underwater mobility artifact with a drilling‑type device, finally solving the yield problem.

More than thirty partners from Tong Xian Suo all registered for mercenary qualification, submitting only gemstone‑ore missions; at the current pace, in two months they will all qualify to enter the Immortal City.

Another ordinary day passed.

After the sun's afterglow completely faded, the Wind‑Wave Pavilion tavern officially opened. Half an hour later, the Portrait Stone began projecting a film.

Today's film was shot by Xue Duoduo and others on Bi Yi Dao, a large‑scale immortal‑demon movie. The plot need not be detailed—twists and hardships, but the ending is beautiful: Immortal Realm cultivators ultimately defeat the demonic cultivators and even take the Demon Realm's princess as a bride.

It's a clichéd immortal‑demon story, but cultivators love it, especially in the current overall environment.

The film is well produced, and many actors from the Dark Clan are genuine members of the Dark Clan. Because Bi Yi Dao still harbors corpse demons and demonic cultivators, but under Lord Divine Turtle's guidance, these beings became trapped like turtles in a jar, captured jointly by several major sects.

After eliminating some low‑grade, mindless corpse demons, the intelligent green corpse demons and demonic cultivators were forced to wear seal‑demon armor, reduced to special‑type staff of Xue Duoduo's film production company.

Under the threat to their lives, these demons began to honestly work as actors.

After a while, the demons found that being an actor is a decent profession—providing food and lodging, and they won't be hunted by righteous cultivators; at worst they'll be beaten with two sticks by a few assistant directors for poor acting, which is far better than their previous hide‑and‑seek days.

Once their mindset was corrected, the demons enthusiastically began to act seriously.

Thus, these movies that use no special effects were shot exceptionally well; even Wei Yuning praised them.

In the distance, a film of flashing swords and soaring spells played; atop the Wind‑Wave Pavilion, only two people sat in the shadows—Wei Yuning on one side, Yan Mo on the other.

Tomorrow Wei Yuning will enter the Immortal City to take on a mission; he must resolve this hidden danger.

After gathering information from many sources, Wei Yuning clarified one issue: even if Yan Mo's Book of Destiny intervenes, it would at most shorten a cultivator's lifespan by one Hui Yuan, which is 129,600 years.

Even if the opponent knows Wei Yuning's birthdate, he won't be killed; at most his condition would revert to how it was before eating the immortal fruit.

"Senior Daoist Gao, do you know why I summoned you here?" Wei Yuning asked first.

Gao Geng's face was slightly dark, high cheekbones, little flesh on his cheeks, sharply defined features, giving him a weary, dust‑covered appearance.

"Lord Wei, no need to beat around the bush; how did you recognize me?" Gao Geng grinned, showing his slightly yellow teeth, giving off a somewhat sinister vibe in the darkness.

"No comment; what is your purpose?" Wei Yuning ignored him, maintaining his dominance.

"Heh, are the younger generation all this arrogant now? Or have I, Yan Mo, become less frightening?" Gao Geng squinted, laughing coldly.

Wei Yuning's complexion changed dramatically; the surrounding space he had been controlling suddenly dispersed, a pale gray mist enveloping the area, wrapping him and Yan Mo.

"Back when I practiced spatial Dao techniques, you didn't even know where you were, huh?" Yan Mo waved his hand, and the surroundings returned to normal.

Cold sweat dripped down Wei Yuning's face; he had been too complacent lately. Yan Mo, like Jun Mo, is a rule‑bound demon; beyond his signature Dao techniques, his cultivation realm is equally unfathomable. He thought he could intimidate the opponent, but it turned out the other was a seasoned veteran.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, Lord Yan Mo, do you happen to know Lord Jun Mo?" Wei Yuning, seeing the unfavorable turn, quickly brought out a pre‑prepared backer.

Yan Mo's originally cold, fierce gaze shifted; he looked at Wei Yuning up and down in puzzlement and said oddly, "You also know... that lord?"

"More than just knowing; my relationship with her is quite extraordinary!" Wei Yuning said proudly.

"You? How could a wet‑nosed youngster possibly know the first great sovereign Yuan Jun'er, huh? Even if you do, it's probably only you who knows her," Yan Mo shook his head, refusing to concede.