Chapter 9

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

Who knows how long they flew.

Suddenly, whether it was Xu Zhangqing or anyone else, all felt a burst of comfort.

Hastily sensing, they discovered the Wood Spirit Qi content in the surrounding air was soaring.

"This is?" Xu Zhangqing exchanged a glance with Lin An beside him.

Luo Bucheng pointed ahead and said: "We have already approached the Spirit Field Core Area."

Immediately, everyone looked downward.

Instantly struck speechless.

All kinds of spirit plants refreshed several people's horizons.

The spirit plants to the lower left were like a green ocean.

Wind blew past, stirring up layer upon layer of waves.

On the other side, vines dozens of meters long transformed into a giant nest in midair.

Even more, they bore one human face fruit after another.

In the distance, there was also a Golden Sun Spirit Sunflower standing tall like a towering tree.

Emitting dazzling golden light comparable to the Sun.

Xu Zhangqing merely glanced at it, and immediately had the illusion of being pierced by a sharp weapon.

The entire Spirit Field Core Area, as far as the eye could see, fundamentally had no visible end.

Continuously extending, as if boundless.

"My goodness!"

"This is the true spirit plant!"

"Do we have a chance to plant them?"

Whether Xu Zhangqing or Lin An and the others, all appeared quite excited.

Because this was completely different from what they had imagined.

Originally thought it would be spirit rice and the like everywhere; today counts as an eye-opener.

Luo Bucheng said with a certain tone: "As long as you satisfy the annual assessment of five thousand catties or equivalent value, you can plant whatever you want."

Xu Zhangqing was the first to calm down, pondering: "Shouldn't be that easy, right?"

"Of course." Luo Bucheng glanced at him with slight surprise, then continued: "These things have cultivation realm and spell grade requirements; you must act within your capabilities."

At this time, He Shijiu's flight slowed.

Sliding down at an extremely steady speed.

Simultaneously, a bare mountain appeared ahead.

Not tall, only a hundred-odd meters.

No plants whatsoever around it.

The summit was a platform.

Atop stood a small palace of antique elegance.

Luo Bucheng pointed at the palace and introduced: "This is the 【Ling Tian Core Management Office】; your future resource submissions, or applications for spirit plant seeds, anyway any needs all go through here."

"Good." Several people nodded.

Luo Bucheng laughed lightly: "Delivering you here, my task counts as complete."

"Thanks, Dao Friend Luo." Xu Zhangqing and the others hurriedly cupped fists.

"Polite; later I'll still need to find you all for help." Luo Bucheng waved a hand.

Toward Outer Disciples, he was cold and indifferent like the vast majority of Formal Disciples.

But now, Xu Zhangqing and the others had already been promoted, equal to his own peers.

Thus, naturally could not keep a cold face anymore, leaving a bad impression.

Spirit Field Disciples, though strength not strong, provide large amounts of resources.

Therefore, rather they are the most un-offendable category of people.

Once Xu Zhangqing and the others jumped off the crane's back, He Shijiu took flight again.

Not long after, carrying Luo Bucheng, he vanished at the sky's edge.

"Everyone, go in." Xu Zhangqing called out.

Several people walked toward the entrance of the 【Ling Tian Core Management Office】 straight ahead.

Upon entering, however, they discovered no one.

Because they have to tend to spirit plants.

Therefore, the vast majority of Formal Disciples in the Spirit Field almost never go out.

Only when something comes up would they come to the 【Ling Tian Core Management Office】.

However, deep in the palace grew a spirit plant.

It was a red flower.

There was a huge flower bud.

Lin An couldn't help but shout: "Anyone here?"

"Yes." A voice responded, resounding.

Suddenly, this cluster of flower buds bloomed open.

Revealing a face with human features, but rather aged.

The surface was wrinkled like sun-dried orange peel, one fold pressing atop another.

One look and you could tell he had lived a very long time, entirely covered in traces left by the years.

"A yao..." Lin An jumped in fright, nearly screaming.

Xu Zhangqing hurriedly stopped him, then called out respectfully: "Senior!"

With the precedent of He Shijiu.

Since the other party dared to appear in the Ling Tian Core Management Office.

It showed he was not simple.

"The junior's reaction is quite fast." The human face tugged at the corner of its mouth, smiling a slightly stiff smile.

Xu Zhangqing then asked curiously: "We are Ling Tian Outer Disciples who passed the third quarter assessment, and have come here specifically for promotion. May I ask who the Senior is?"

The human face replied: "This old man is named Hua Lao, the steward of the Core Office."

Xu Zhangqing and the others were utterly shocked.

They hadn't expected that the steward of this Ling Tian Core Management Office was actually a flower.

No, to be precise, a flower yao who had lived for who knows how long.

"Greetings, Steward!" This time, everyone's reactions were very fast.

Hua Lao laughed: "Juniors, from the moment you obtained your Formal Disciple attire you have already been promoted. The main reason you had to come here is to be assigned Second Grade Spirit Fields and Field Deeds."

"So that's how it is." The few of them understood.

"Come, pick one." After Hua Lao finished speaking, he unfurled a massive scroll.

Inside was shockingly a map of the Ling Tian Core Area.

The marvelous thing was, quite a few places had already been marked.

For example, the golden sunflowers Xu Zhangqing and the others had seen earlier were among them.

"Is there any difference?" Lin An couldn't help but ask.

Hua Lao replied: "The difference is just that some are near, some are far."

Zhao Ziyao immediately said: "I want one a bit closer to here."

"Good." The contents on the scroll in Hua Lao's hand blurred for a moment, and soon only a few spots remained.

All were Second Grade Spirit Fields closest to the Ling Tian Core Management Office.

Zhao Ziyao looked a few times and made his choice.

In his view, closer was definitely better.

That way everything would be convenient.

Soon it was Lin An's turn.

This person chose a Spirit Field neither near nor far.

But the surroundings were all people.

Then came Xu Zhangqing.

"Junior, what about you?" Hua Lao had a good impression of this young man.

Xu Zhangqing said slowly: "I like quiet, I want one farther away, more remote."

"Only three spots." Hua Lao remembered this very clearly.

Soon, three locations appeared before Xu Zhangqing's eyes.

All were the farthest from the Ling Tian Core Management Office.

One at the mountain foot.

One on the road we came by.

One near an abandoned mountain cave.

Xu Zhangqing inquired: "May I ask, Steward, are there any powerful Formal Disciples near these three spots?"

Hua Lao said: "The first and second have them; the third spot has no one at all nearby."

Xu Zhangqing decided on the spot: "Then I choose the third."

"Why choose so far?" Lin An didn't quite understand.

"Wouldn't staying together with us be fine?" Zhao Ziyao was also puzzled.

"I'm not too fond of socializing, hehe." Xu Zhangqing grinned.

"Your turn to pick." At this moment, Hua Lao's gaze fell on Zhao Ying.

"I..." Zhao Ying, face full of excitement, was just about to start choosing.

"Pick the one closest to me." At this moment, a familiar voice rang out.

Upon hearing this voice, Zhao Ying's body couldn't help but tremble.

The smile on his face also disappeared along with it.

A trace of pain emerged in the depths of his eyes.

Everyone looked back, and sure enough it was Zhang Er!

Hua Lao said bluntly: "It's him choosing, not you choosing."

"What do you think?" Zhang Er instead looked at Zhao Ying, then smiled a meaningful smile.

Zhao Ying laughed dryly: "Right, I choose the Spirit Field closest to Senior Brother Zhang."

Xu Zhangqing and Lin An exchanged a glance.

Afterwards, the two looked at Zhao Ying with a hint of sympathy.

It seemed this person's ability to become a Formal Disciple had something to do with Zhang Er.

It definitely wasn't unrelated to Zhang Er.

So what if he got promoted?

From now on, he'd still be working like an ox or horse for others.

"Fine, everyone has chosen. These are your field deeds." Hua Lao didn't care about the intrigue inside, directly producing the field deeds.

Xu Zhangqing took it and found it was a talisman deed.

Because it wasn't activated, the surface was dim.

He didn't hesitate, immediately forcing a drop of blood from his right hand and pressing it on.

Sure enough, once the blood was absorbed, the talisman paper immediately emerged with a faint glow.

Lin An and Zhao Ziyao beside him followed suit, all doing the same.

Zhao Ying felt ten thousand reluctances in his heart.

Yet his hand still trembled.

As he handed it to someone staring covetously at the side.

However, Zhang Er, who got a field deed, was far from satisfied.

His eyes greedy as he looked at Xu Zhangqing and Lin An.

Meanwhile, his hatred in his heart grew more intense.

Formal Disciple Grand Competition: once every ten years.

The next one is in two years.

The higher the ranking, the higher the corresponding benefits.

With luck, he could even become a disciple of an Immortal Master and become a Core Disciple.

If these spirit fields provided resources.

Zhang Er's strength could definitely grow rapidly within two years, even breaking through to Foundation Establishment Stage.

By then he could compete for the ranking.

But Xu Zhangqing and Lin An not only didn't compromise, they even became Formal Disciples.

The three became peers, not to mention they were still in a competitive relationship with each other.

This made Zhang Er very unhappy, already thinking about how to stir up trouble!