Cultivation: I have an equipment slot

Chapter 104 Back to the Sect to Farm
"Alright, let's go!" After saying that, Mo Changqing led Zhang Yan and the others away without looking back.

Only three headless corpses remained.

"Sect Leader, will they come?" Halfway there.

Zhang Yan asked Mo Changqing with some curiosity.

"Of course they will come," Mo Changqing said with great certainty.

“Okay…” Although Zhang Yan didn’t know why Mo Changqing was so sure, he still felt a little longing for it.

He could kill a Golden Core cultivator with a mere wave of his hand.

Moreover, not only will they kill Golden Core cultivators, but they will also make your sect come and apologize.

He truly admired that kind of spirit!
Unlike me, who only knows how to honestly farm.

Sigh, speaking of which, Zhang is truly a pure and innocent figure in the cultivation world.

From the beginning of my cultivation until now, I have almost never fought with anyone.

The only two times.

It failed once more.

Zhou Wudao was merely transformed from a man into a half-man by him.

I wonder when I'll be able to be as carefree as the sect leader.

With a wave of his hand, the heads of Golden Core cultivators rolled off.

……

What Zhang Yan didn't know was...

Not long after they left.

Soon, people arrived at the location of the three corpses.

"Great Elder!"

A young man suddenly knelt down in front of the black old man.

He couldn't believe it.

The invincible elder in his eyes had actually been killed.

Even their heads were chopped off and stuck here.

It's only been a few minutes!

How terrifying is the opponent's strength?
"Qingheng Sect..."

"They actually have Nascent Soul level combat power?" The other person's voice was a bit dry, making it unpleasant to listen to.

"It shouldn't be a normal Nascent Soul cultivator, otherwise the Qingheng Sect wouldn't have needed to hide it."

According to the information we just received, it should be a Nascent Soul level puppet.

"A puppet at the Nascent Soul level?"
"That's a Nascent Soul cultivator too!" The speaker was a fat cultivator with a complicated expression on his face: "These three sects have really picked a tough nut to crack."

Not only did they fail to seize the treasure, but they also lost a Golden Core cultivator.

They even had to go to the Qingheng Sect to apologize.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I reckon their sect won't recover for at least a hundred or two hundred years."

Upon hearing the fat monk's words, everyone present fell silent.

Although what the other party said was somewhat unpleasant.

But that's what it is.

In the world of cultivation, it's common to kill someone to steal treasure and then be killed in return. But if you leak information about your sect or family...

That would be a heinous crime deserving of death.

Because if you fail, not only will you die, but your sect and family will also suffer.

Take, for example, the sects of these three people.

Not only did they lose their Golden Core stage combat power, they also had to apologize to the person.

Who knows how much we'll have to pay then?

……

Following Mo Changqing, Zhang Yan and the others soon arrived at the sect.

As soon as he returned to the sect, Zhang Yan felt completely refreshed.

They did not return to their cave.

Instead, they went directly to Muling Peak.

He went to see Zhuge Wan first.

After all, this is my own master. He must report back on what he has gained from his trip.

He recounted the events at Taigu City to Zhuge Wan in detail.

Of course, he certainly didn't mention that he attacked Zhou Wudao of the Hehuan Sect in the middle of the night.

"It seems you've done a lot for the sect this time."

The Hehuan Sect, and those other sects that dared to launch a sneak attack, will surely pay the price.

Although Zhuge Wan was just a woman.

But he is, after all, a Golden Core cultivator!

When he speaks, he has a very dignified and authoritative manner.

"Alright, you must be tired now, go back and rest."

"Since the sect leader has promised you a reward, you certainly won't be shortchanged." Zhuge Wan looked at Zhang Yan, feeling quite emotional. She had only accepted Zhang Yan as her confidant for a short time.

The other party is already capable of handling things independently.

Therefore, she turned her head and thought for a moment, then said, "Since you have made contributions to the sect, I am not a stingy person. I will reward you with one thousand acres of high-grade spiritual fields."

"Thank you Master!"

Upon hearing Zhuge Wan's words, Zhang Yan immediately laughed. His master was truly generous!
So many top-grade spirit fields, given away just like that!

"Alright, take my instructions and go choose a spirit field." Zhuge Wan nodded gently, extremely satisfied with her disciple Zhang Yan.

Moreover, although it was awarded to Zhang Yan.

But she didn't lose anything.

After all, no matter what, Zhang Yan was a disciple of her Wood Spirit Peak.

Now that she has put in so much effort in Taigu City and earned so much, Mu Lingfeng should definitely get a larger share.

Therefore, the reward given to Zhang Yan was just a drop in the ocean.

We left Muling Peak.

Zhang Yan went to find Mu Sen first.

Unfortunately, Mu Sen went out on a mission and was not at the sect.

This made him somewhat discouraged.

He hadn't seen his senior classmate for a long time.

Finally, he returned to his own cave dwelling.

It was said to be his cave dwelling, but in reality, it was because he often studied under his grandmaster uncle.

So this cave dwelling is mainly where Liu Yiting lives.

When he returned to his cave, Liu Yiting also rushed back from outside.

"Young Master!" Upon seeing Zhang Yan, Liu Yiting's face immediately lit up with a bright smile.

She owes her current status and resources entirely to Zhang Yan.

Therefore, she was extremely loyal to Zhang Yan.

"How did it go? Did anything go wrong?" Zhang Yan asked Liu Yiting with a smile. "No, nothing went wrong." Liu Yiting quickly shook her head. Zhang Yan hadn't been away for long, so it was impossible for anything to go wrong.

"Okay, go and call Old Lin over." Zhang Yan thought for a moment, then said to Liu Yiting.

"Yes, young master." Liu Yiting nodded crisply, then walked out of the cave.

A long time passed.

She called Old Lin over.

"Greetings, young master." Old Lin immediately bowed to Zhang Yan upon seeing him. Although, in theory, he and Zhang Yan were both disciples of the Qingheng Sect, and he could call Zhang Yan his senior brother.

But he still called him young master.

They distinguished between the superior and inferior.

"Mr. Lin, you're too kind." Zhang Yan helped the man up. When they first met, the man looked much older, with dark skin and wrinkles that looked like they had been carved by a knife and axe.

Fortunately, the other party seemed to be in good spirits.

"I wonder what business you have with me, young master?" Old Master Lin looked at Zhang Yan with some nervousness, even though his path to enlightenment had come to an end.

But he still wanted to work for Zhang Yan for a few more years.

He wanted to accumulate some resources for his granddaughter's spiritual practice.

"Here's the thing, my master gave me another thousand acres of top-grade spirit fields, so I'm asking you, is it still possible to plant them?" Zhang Yan casually asked Elder Lin.

"One thousand acres?"

"A top-grade spirit field?" Upon hearing Zhang Yan's words, Elder Lin's mouth dropped open, and he stared at Zhang Yan in shock.

He found.

He understood Zhang Yan less and less.

How long does it take!
Did his assets double again?

Moreover, this time there are so many more high-grade spirit fields!
It can only be said that he truly deserves to be the biggest landlord among the disciples of the Qingheng Sect.

And then they heard the other party's question.

After thinking for a moment, Elder Lin decisively shook his head: "Young Master, my energy and ability are not enough to cultivate so many high-grade spirit fields for you."

Even if I were to supervise, I wouldn't be able to do it." He shook his head in frustration.

He also has so many mid-grade spirit fields here with Zhang Yan.

If he were to add another thousand acres of top-grade spirit fields, he definitely wouldn't be able to manage them all.

"Alright then." Zhang Yan rubbed his temples.

Having too many assets can also be quite a headache.

With so many spiritual fields, who should be asked to manage them?

You can't possibly take care of it yourself, can you?
Although Zhang Yan didn't mind personally cultivating the spirit fields, the problem was that his main task now was to establish his foundation.

He needs to establish a foundation quickly.

After such a long period of wandering, Zhang Yan understood one thing.

That's the Qi Refining stage.

In the world of cultivation, you're nothing but a fart!
So he's made up his mind to come back this time.

I will not leave seclusion until I have reached the Foundation Establishment stage!
Therefore, this superior spiritual field can only be entrusted to someone else to manage.

"If you don't have anyone to choose from, young master, I can recommend someone for you." Seeing Zhang Yan looking so worried, Old Lin stepped forward and said in a low voice.

"Okay, tell me." Zhang Yan nodded gently.

"The person I'm recommending, you should know him, young master, it's Wang Ping."

“Wang Ping? Senior Brother Wang?” Upon hearing this name, Zhang Yan’s eyes lit up instantly, recalling his dwarf senior brother who possessed exceptional skills in cultivating spiritual plants.

"Is he willing?" Zhang Yan asked, somewhat puzzled.

This Senior Brother Wang is incredibly talented; the spirit rice seeds he cultivates are indeed superior to those of others.

Such people are usually proud and arrogant.

How could I possibly work for someone else?
“They might have disagreed before, but now they should agree,” Old Lin sighed and explained to Zhang Yan.

After Lin Lao's explanation, Zhang Yan finally recovered from his shock after a long while.

He never expected that Senior Brother Wang would encounter such a melodramatic situation.

The original Senior Brother Wang.

He was devoted to the study of spiritual plants and had no possessions.

But then, he met a woman.

They had a very pleasant conversation and at one point reached the point of discussing marriage and becoming Daoist partners.

Therefore, Senior Brother Wang meticulously prepared betrothal gifts, hoping to marry her.

But to everyone's surprise, the other party accepted the betrothal gifts and then went back on their word.

She even mocked Senior Brother Wang for his wishful thinking, saying he was like a toad trying to eat swan meat, before turning around and throwing himself into the arms of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, becoming that person's concubine.

Honestly, after hearing this story, Zhang Yan could only describe it as absolutely devastating.

For a moment, he didn't even know if he was in the world of cultivation.

This operation looks so familiar.
"That……

"What about Senior Brother Wang's betrothal gifts?" Zhang Yan hesitated for a long time before finally asking.

"Of course it's gone, and we can't get it back. It's mainly because Senior Brother Wang himself didn't ask for it back, saying he gave it to the other party." Old Lin sighed and didn't continue speaking.

Zhang Yan: "..."

Unexpectedly, Senior Brother Wang is actually a devoted lover.

"And what about Senior Brother Wang now?"

He wants to establish his foundation.

"But Foundation Establishment requires a lot of money, and he knows nothing except spiritual plants." Old Lin said to Zhang Yan with a smile.

"Alright, in that case, it really is my chance."

At this point, Zhang Yan chuckled, then turned and walked out of the cave, heading straight for the outer gate.

We arrived at the outer gate.

Without wasting any time, they went straight to Butler Bai.

Guided by the White Butler.

They found Senior Brother Wang very quickly.

Compared to when he met him before, Senior Brother Wang had more silver hair and looked much older.

"Senior Brother Wang," Zhang Yan said with a smile, cupping his hands in greeting.

“You are…” Wang Ping looked at Zhang Yan, feeling somewhat awkward. Not only was the other party highly skilled, but his clothes also clearly indicated that he was a true disciple of his sect.

“It’s me, Zhang Yan. You even gave me spirit rice seeds before.”

"I've come to ask you for a favor." Zhang Yan quickly explained, seeing Wang Ping's awkwardness.

"So it's Junior Brother Zhang. What is it?" Upon hearing Zhang Yan's words, Wang Ping immediately smiled. Although it was an ugly smile, it actually had a touch of innocence.

Yes, Zhang Yan actually saw a genuine smile on the face of an old man.

It’s really not easy.

"Here's the thing, I have a thousand acres of top-grade spirit fields here, and I'd like to ask you for help with planting them," Zhang Yan said to Wang Ping.

"Planting spirit fields?"
"A top-grade spirit field?" Wang Ping's eyes lit up, but quickly dimmed. "I'm sorry, junior brother, I'm afraid I can't accept your offer."

"Senior Brother Wang, could you please explain the specific reasons?" Zhang Yan frowned. Wang Ping's help was the best option, and he also wanted to know why the other party had refused.

(End of this chapter)