Chapter 176
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Protagonist:
Xu Zhangqing
Upon hearing that Xu Zhangqing was obsessed with farming simply because he wanted to progress, Hu Bugui and Zhao Ziyue were momentarily at a loss for words.
Hu Bugui and Zhao Ziyue were momentarily at a loss for words.
After all, outsiders cannot stop Xu Zhangqing from progressing; their own people are even less likely to.
However, both Hu Bugui and Zhao Ziyue felt a bit surprised, even admiring.
Other spirit farmers, or rather most cultivators, find it hard to calm their minds and pursue a career.
Either they are uneasy with the status quo.
Or they are restless by nature.
Who is like Xu Zhangqing? Ever since joining the Spirit Field Core, he has lived in seclusion, always staying in his own one mu of land, not even interested in a Dao Companion.
Admittedly, at twenty years of age, for cultivators who often live hundreds or even several hundred years, this hardly counts as anything.
But days pass day by day, not in a fleeting instant.
If one does not enrich oneself, each day will be extremely boring and dull.
Why do many spirit farmers want to find a Dao Companion?
This is one of the reasons!
Even if a person raises dogs, cats, all kinds of spirit beasts, spirit pets.
It seems the quantity is large, very lively.
But in reality, a person is still a person, from beginning to end nothing has changed.
Xu Zhangqing carried the food while saying, "I actually cannot understand, why must one urgently seek a Dao Companion?"
Hu Bugui scratched his head, tentatively saying, "Loneliness?"
Zhao Ziyue glanced at the two and spoke his true thoughts, "I am too bored alone, I want to find a Dao Companion to fish together."
"Pah!"
Xu Zhangqing and Hu Bugui simultaneously spat at him.
Zhao Ziyue was a bit unconvinced, questioning, "I just like fishing, so is it wrong to find a Dao Companion who also likes fishing?"
Hu Bugui froze for a moment, "Old Zhao puts it that way, it seems there's no fault."
Xu Zhangqing waved his hand, pondering, "Forget it, I don't care whether you find a Dao Companion or not, but why does the Immortal Sect care?"
Flower Sea matchmaking again.
Spirit Field meet-and-greet again.
It seems, regarding these low-level cultivators finding Dao Companions, the high-and-mighty Immortal Masters pay extraordinary attention.
Zhao Ziyue spoke first, "This I've heard; the Immortal Sect intends to form one cultivation small family after another internally, thereby deeply binding the low-level cultivators."
"Oh?" Xu Zhangqing raised his brows.
Hu Bugui said thoughtfully, "Old Zhao's news I haven't heard, but from those coming from the Spirit Beast Valley, I know one thing, perhaps it's the answer you want."
Xu Zhangqing and Zhao Ziyue looked at each other, then curiously at him, "What?"
Hu Bugui said seriously, "Cultivators with Mutual Generation Spiritual Roots, after becoming lovers or marrying and having children, the probability of the children awakening Spiritual Roots is greater."
For example, the father is a Wood Spirit Root, the mother is a Water Spirit Root.
The child will most likely awaken a Wood Spirit Root.
Of course, there is also a small probability of awakening a Water Spirit Root.
Even a very, very small probability of awakening a Water Wood Dual Spirit Root.
As for Mutant Spirit Roots, they are not non-existent, just rare.
Although most cultivators who awaken Spiritual Roots come from the secular world, it is like sifting gold from sand, requiring selection from within.
But the Immortal Sect's internal cultivation small families or small households don't have so many concerns.
Because they watch them grow up, and the parents are deeply bound to the Immortal Sect, they are more trustworthy.
Xu Zhangqing suddenly realized, "No wonder there are so many families."
Like the Spirit Field Rong Family.
The Water Pavilion Li Family.
And the Sorrowful Wind Cliff Qiu Family.
Every district has a cultivation great family, many cultivation small families.
As for cultivation small households, they are even more countless.
To put it harshly, children born to low-level cultivators will most likely still be low-level in the future.
Unless their aptitude is astonishing, comprehension heaven-defying, luck extraordinary, otherwise they cannot jump out of the Immortal Sect's Five Finger Mountain.
Hu Bugui looked at the fairly sumptuous food on the table, couldn't help swallowing saliva, "I say, we're overthinking, meaningless; low-level cultivators should have the awareness of low-level cultivators, let's eat early."
Zhao Ziyue understood perfectly, hurriedly nodding, "Right, the two of us haven't eaten lunch yet."
Xu Zhangqing knew these two wanted to mooch a meal, and was too embarrassed to refuse, "Eat, eat."
Hu Bugui laughed hehe, "I'll get the bowls."
Zhao Ziyue followed close behind, "I'll get the chopsticks."
Finished speaking, the two entered the kitchen.
Xu Zhangqing hadn't paid attention at first, but there was no movement inside for a long time; he couldn't help taking a look, discovering the two weren't in the kitchen at all, and immediately said in annoyance, "The basement has no lights!"
What's in the basement?
Spirit Rice Wine!
These two freeloaders aren't satisfied with just mooching meals; they want free wine too.
Fortunately, they didn't take too much—half a jin of Top-grade Spirit Rice Wine per person.
Half an hour later, the three of them had polished off every bit of food on the table.
Sweet Potato and Spirit Rice mixed grain rice.
Stir-fried Tomatoes with Chicken Eggs.
Stir-fried Chili Peppers with Chicken Eggs.
Not a scrap left; they nearly licked the plates clean.
"Ai ya."
Hu Bugui rubbed his round belly, a satisfied smile on his face: "Still, Lao Xu's cooking suits my taste best."
Xu Zhangqing put the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen's water basin, then came out and lifted his chin: "We've eaten the rice and drunk the Spirit Rice Wine; it's time to get down to business."
Hu Bugui nodded slightly, took out a Small Storage Bag: "Inside are this month's alliance fees, ingredient supply fees, and so on—all sorts of fees."
"How much?" Zhao Ziyue asked eagerly.
Hearing this, Hu Bugui opened the Small Storage Bag, turned it upside down, and shook it over the tabletop.
Instantly, Spirit Stones rolled out one after another.
For a moment, the clinking sounds rang out incessantly.
It even sounded somewhat pleasant to the ear.
Dazzling spiritual light left the three of them dizzy.
Once they were all poured out, Xu Zhangqing swept them with his divine sense: "380 Middle-grade Spirit Stones, 3663 Low-grade Spirit Stones."
Zhao Ziyue was surprised: "Far fewer than last time."
If he remembered correctly, last time they split the profits.
440 Middle-grade Spirit Stones.
5683 Low-grade Spirit Stones.
And that was the net profit after deducting costs.
Hu Bugui shrugged: "Making a profit is better than nothing. Zhuqi Peak isn't our exclusive turf anymore; it's sprouting everywhere, with all sorts of people around."
The alliance fees keep dwindling.
The main source of income is the supply fees for providing ingredients to stalls, plus some fees from old customers coming to the door to buy ingredients.
At this rate, as time passes, the Spirit Stones earned will keep decreasing.
Xu Zhangqing was quite calm, because he had long known this would be the result, so he shifted most of his attention to the Loose Cultivator market.
Don't look down on Loose Cultivators just because they're poor—but there are so many of them.
Now, after deducting 20 Middle-grade Spirit Stones in costs.
Xu Zhangqing, Li Sancai, Zhao Ziyue, and Hu Bugui divided the remaining 360 Middle-grade Spirit Stones and 3663 Low-grade Spirit Stones.
Li Sancai took two tenths of the total profit: 72 Middle-grade Spirit Stones and 732 Low-grade Spirit Stones.
The remaining eight tenths of the total profit were then split among three people.
Zhao Ziyue took one tenth, taking 29 Middle-grade Spirit Stones and 293 Low-grade Spirit Stones.
Hu Bugui took two tenths, taking 58 Middle-grade Spirit Stones and 644 Low-grade Spirit Stones.
Xu Zhangqing took seven tenths, taking 201 Middle-grade Spirit Stones and 2052 Low-grade Spirit Stones!
End of Chapter
