Chapter 688: Eternal Life: My Steady Farming-Style Cultivation Chapter 688 — Offering Loyalty

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

As time passed, the crowd departed one after another.

Inside the palace, before long only Mu Ji and Bei Qingtang remained.

Mu Ji looked at Bei Qingtang, a gentle smile on his immature face: "Qingtang, although an Inferior Nascent Soul has limited potential, at most reaching the Spirit Transformation stage.

However, ninety-nine percent of cultivators in this world are stuck at Golden Core.

That you have advanced to Nascent Soul already surpasses countless people."

Bei Qingtang lowered her eyes, her gaze exceptionally dim: "Disciple... understands~"

Yet from that expression, that reaction, that tone, anyone could tell she was saying one thing but meaning another.

In fact, those two words 'inferior' already explained everything.

Equivalent to a Character Golden Core — the future ceiling is plain to see.

Seeing this, Mu Ji fell into thought: "After a while, I'll take you out on a trip.

Now that you've become a Nascent Soul True Lord, you should receive a Dao Name, and from then on your name will be on the register."

Bei Qingtang was surprised: "Go out?"

Her heart stirred, and she suddenly recalled her grandfather's parting entrustment.

Telling her to return to the clan after ten years; reckoning now, nine years remain.

Her grandfather planned deeply; since he specially urged it, there must be a secret hidden within.

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Hongfeng Valley, beneath the Yang Shu.

Xu Zhangqing leaned slantwise, a grass stem clamped between his teeth.

He once again linked into Xu Zixiao's Shared Perception, watching the "live broadcast" with great relish.

Inside Yaoguang Cave there is a world apart; past the blue water curtain at the entrance lies a winding stone path, the rock crevices crawling with black demonic insects.

They are dense, like a tide of ink.

Some the size of a thumb, some the size of a fist.

Their carapaces bear cracks; the mucus seeping out can corrode through rock when it hits the ground.

Each has a flat head without antennae, murky gray-white eyes without pupils.

As their serrated mouthparts open and close, they even make a "click" sound.

Eight pairs of legs barbed with backward spines rustle as they crawl.

These demonic insects act purely on instinct; their consciousness seems to have been eroded by some force.

After penetrating several li, the scenery inside the cave gradually changes, revealing a strange place.

In the Outer Region, the rock walls glow with a faint purple halo, and fine threads of lightning float in the air.

When Gonggong and Xu Zixiao touched them, they only felt a slight numbness on the skin.

Fortunately they pose no threat to Golden Core cultivators and can be directly ignored.

After they had gone a certain distance deeper, thunder gradually began to rumble.

Silver lightning shuttles like venomous snakes; the ground splits open, revealing rolling thunder slurry beneath.

The demonic insects avoid this place at all costs; the slightest contact chars them black.

Gonggong and Xu Zixiao no longer dared go deeper; they could only stand at a relatively high spot and gaze toward the distance — that is, the core position.

Then Xu Zhangqing saw a scene he would find hard to forget for the rest of his life.

The core is a Floating Thunder Domain; silver, purple, gold, and black lightning interweave into countless vortices.

Striking the rocks, they directly turn giant boulders to dust, even causing space to tremble slightly, the power of laws flowing clearly.

Faintly, something even more terrifying seems hidden in the depths.

Xu Zhangqing bolted upright, a sharp light flashing in his eyes: "Good fellow, this thunder power is more than a hundred times stronger than rain!"

His Thunder Spirit Root has always been hard to awaken, precisely because ordinary thunderstorms are simply not enough.

Now, seeing the thunder domain inside Yaoguang Cave, he instantly understood.

Only such pure, violent thunder source can fully awaken the Thunder Spirit Root within his body.

Looks like in the future he must find a chance to let his main body go there as well, to properly experience it.

Just like that, three days passed in a flash.

At the same time, the news of Xu Zhangqing taking over as Si Geng spread throughout the entire Spirit Field.

You have to understand, he had only been He Zhu for a few years.

No one expected he would suddenly be promoted to Si Geng.

This shocked many people immensely, even making them suspect he went through the back door.

However, there is one point everyone has to admit.

Under Xu Zhangqing's leadership, whether profit or harvest, the Spirit Field has set new highs every year.

When there's a problem, he personally solves the problem.

When there's trouble, he personally resolves the trouble.

Even when spirit plants have an accident, he personally steps in to save them.

This term's Grain Master, not to say he satisfied everyone, at least ninety percent of people had no objections.

At this moment, outside the palace at the core of Pingdingshan's management, people were packed in dense masses.

There were both Formal Disciples and clan members.

Everyone who could come had come, adding up to a full thousand people.

When Xu Zhangqing descended from the sky driving the Tai Yi Green Lotus Seat, everyone cupped their fists and bowed in unison, shouting in loud voices: "Greetings, Sikong!"

Xu Zhangqing landed, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, and said in a loud voice: "Today I summoned everyone, first to meet with you all, second to discuss the vacant positions in the Spirit Fields.

Besides the Grain Master post, I also intend to add three Spirit-Cultivating Envoys."

As soon as these words came out, an uproar instantly erupted.

You must know, from very early on the Spirit Fields stipulated that there could only be one Spirit-Cultivating Envoy.

This is also why, before it was Xu Zhangqing, now it is Li Sancai.

Regardless of Formal Disciples or clan members, previously none had the chance to compete for it.

Now increasing from one position to four, everyone understands clearly in their hearts what this means.

"Four Spirit-Cultivating Envoys?"

"This time, the Spirit Fields' rules are going to change!"

"What do you know, the Sikong's rules are the Spirit Fields' rules!"

A group of people discussed heatedly, their pupils shining terrifyingly bright.

Rong Yan stepped forward half a step, transmitted his voice: "Sikong Xu, my Rong Clan is willing to offer twenty percent of annual profits, plus various Spiritual Treasures, to seek a Spirit-Cultivating Envoy position."

Xu Zhangqing replied: "Not enough."

Rong Yan's expression changed slightly: "You... still want what?"

You must know, just the Rong Clan's twenty percent annual profits alone, converted, are already worth hundreds of thousands of Middle-grade Spirit Stones, let alone the various Spiritual Treasures on top.

This is equivalent to spending millions to exchange for a Spirit-Cultivating Envoy position.

Xu Zhangqing with a half-smile: "I want your Rong Clan to pledge loyalty!"

As soon as these words came out, Rong Yan's pupils violently fluctuated: "You... aren't joking, right?

Our Rong Clan has always been loyal to the Immortal Sect!"

A trace of indifference appeared in Xu Zhangqing's eyes: "Old Yan, your clan members not only suppress Formal Disciples, but also don't obey orders, this everyone knows in their hearts.

Brother Zhu Shi's matter, until now remains vivid in memory.

Back then, I discovered the disaster event in advance, then took precautions everywhere.

Zhu Fuxian wanted to command the Rong Clan members and Tenant Farmers, but not a single one listened.

Rong Yan thought it over, finally took a deep breath: "I have to go back and discuss with my family."

Xu Zhangqing nodded slightly: "Fine."

At this time, Zhang Su squeezed over, still holding a jade box in her hand: "Brother Xu... Sikong, to express congratulations, this is a little token of my regard."

Xu Zhangqing's Divine Sense swept once, discovering inside were ten Field Deeds.

Xu Zhangqing raised an eyebrow, asked in surprise: "You're not going to live your days anymore?"

Zhang Su curled her lip: "Once I become a Spirit-Cultivating Envoy, who the fuck still farms!"

Xu Zhangqing opened his mouth, for a moment at a loss for words.

It could be seen, Brother Zhang had already farmed until he was sick of it.

But indeed, the Spirit-Cultivating Envoy post just the benefits received every month, every year, are enough to let him live very well even if he doesn't farm, doesn't cultivate Spirit Plants.

However it wasn't over yet, Zhang Su transmitted: "Just now, that was my personal gift.

Now I represent the Zhang Clan to clearly state, we are willing to hand over twenty percent of the Spirit Fields' annual profits.

And as long as they are Zhang Clan people, no matter where they are, anyone will obey your dispatch."

They all say good birds choose trees to roost, now the Zhang Clan has chosen to go all-in!