If the sect doesn't accept geniuses, they will become giants once they leave?

Chapter 4 Reclaiming Spiritual Fields

After becoming a powerful Qi training master, Li Yanmo was in a very good mood and almost flew when he walked.

"Oh my—I've actually reached the first level of Qi training."

As soon as he arrived at the clinic, Li Yanmo's cultivation was seen through by Lily Jiang, but Li Yanmo was not surprised.

Lily Jiang has a nickname, called barefoot doctor.

The reason is simple. This woman seems to be cursed to explode if she wears shoes, so her feet are bare all day long.

The doctor's bare feet were equivalent to telling others that this clinic was unhygienic, but even when Lily Jiang walked around outside, there was no callus or dust on her feet.

Li Yanmo also judged from this that this female pharmacist who was idle all day long was probably a cultivator.

"I'm here to get the medicine, Pharmacist Jiang," Li Yanmo rubbed his hands and smiled.

"Why, are you afraid that I won't keep my word?"

Lily Jiang saw through Li Yanmo's little thoughts, snorted unhappily, picked up the pipe, and a medicine bag fell into Li Yanmo's hands.

"How could that be? Pharmacist Jiang has a broad mind and a compassionate heart..."

"Stop, stop, stop—what do you want to ask?"

Lily Jiang felt uncomfortable with Li Yanmo's praise, and quickly knocked on the pipe to stop Li Yanmo.

"Is there any work?" Li Yanmo stated his needs truthfully.

Not to mention the two hundred taels of silver owed, now that there is a frail Jian Xin in the family, we definitely can't be as casual as before.

Lily Jiang looked Li Yanmo up and down, her eyes turned, as if she had come up with a good idea.

"You've asked the right person. You're already at the first level of Qi training. Although you're of little use to cultivators, you have an unparalleled advantage among mortals."

"What advantage?!" Li Yanmo's eyes lit up.

"You have thick skin and flesh, and you have no competitors," Lily Jiang pinched the pipe, took a beautiful puff, and then exhaled the smoke, "Chopping wood, moving stones, no mortal can compare to you, a cultivator of the first level of Qi training, and no cultivator is willing to do odd jobs."

Li Yanmo pinched his chin and nodded in response, "That's right. I'll go chop wood then."

Seeing that Li Yanmo had accepted the result of doing odd jobs so easily, Lily Jiang couldn't help but look at Li Yanmo with a higher opinion, but she didn't want Li Yanmo to be proud, so she asked casually, "How is that little girl? Did she scream in fear when she saw a stranger like you in front of her?"

"No, but she looks... very alert," Li Yanmo was not sure how to describe it.

"Being born with a white disease is almost always considered a bad omen. Her life must have been difficult."

After sighing for a while, Jiang Baili drove Li Yanmo out. Coincidentally, a strange phenomenon came from the direction of Qingshan Sect.

Colorful light surged out, dispersing the clouds in the sky and turning into an aurora descending. The sounds of countless immortal birds and beasts echoed, and the auspicious meaning attracted the attention of the residents of Luoyang Town. They all cast longing glances in the direction of Qingshan Sect.

Li Yanmo was also watching, but he only watched for a while before he silently turned around and left Luoyang Town with the rope and farm tools on his back. He chose a place opposite the cabin, and Li Yanmo swung the axe and started chopping wood in eighty-eighty strokes.

Now Li Yanmo has reached the first level of Qi training. Although he has not mastered any skills, his strength is far beyond that of ordinary people.

A tree that is thick enough for one person to hug can be chopped down with one axe, while a tree that requires two people to hug only needs two axes.

In a short while, Li Yanmo cut down more than fifty trees. After tying the trees with ropes, he did not rush to transport the wood back to Luoyang Town. Instead, he used a shovel to remove the tree roots and plowed the land with a rake.

Li Yanmo didn't stop until the sun was high in the sky.

Looking at the square field of about 100 square meters in front of him, Li Yanmo nodded with satisfaction.

After glancing around and confirming that no one was around, he pulled a spirit stone from his ring and buried it in the cultivated soil. Folding his arms across his chest, he stared at the management system and waited for a few seconds, but it didn't respond. Li Yanmo couldn't help but let out a soft sigh and stuffed spirit stones into the soil like planting vegetables, hundreds of them at a time.

When it came to the 200th spirit stone, the management system finally responded.

[4980 Spiritual Stones → 4780 Spiritual Stones]

[Spiritual field under construction——] Seeing that the resources were successfully deducted, Li Yanmo couldn't help but shout "good" in his heart.

You should know that spiritual fields are a standard feature of a sect. Since this thing is the sect's operating system, there must be a spiritual field part.

Lingtian is a bottomless pit project that can easily drive a sect into bankruptcy.

Of course, the most important thing is the competition among the sects.

Luoyang Town is located under the Qingshan Sect. Although most of the cultivators of the Qingshan Sect leave by flying boats, there are still people passing by occasionally.

What would happen if a cultivator saw the spiritual field? Of course, they would laugh strangely, mutter something like, "This thing is destined for me," and then pull it out on the spot. The spiritual stones invested would be wasted in an instant, and the cultivator would go bankrupt.

Anyway, there is no big boss behind Li Yanmo, so he doesn’t have to worry about other cultivators not daring to take it.

After the excitement, Li Yanmo suddenly squatted on the ground, holding his head and fell into depression.

Other people's sect management systems are all activated by pressing a button, but his management system is purely manual.

"Forget it, forget it—cultivation is not easy."

After Li Yanmo packed up, he carried a piece of wood back to the cabin. After placing the wood in the yard, Li Yanmo knocked on the door before pushing it open. Jian Xin was still lying on the bed as when he left, but there was a pile of gravel on the ground.

Li Yanmo, who reached the first level of Qi training by breaking eight spirit stones, could naturally see the true form of those broken stones at a glance.

Li Yanmo looked at Jian Xin with a strange expression on his face.

All the twenty spirit stones he prepared were broken into pieces by Jian Xin, but Jian Xin is still an ordinary person now.

Seeing Li Yanmo's strange expression and silence, Jian Xin tightened her fingers on the quilt slightly, and her crimson eyes turned to the side, waiting for Li Yanmo to speak.

"Have you used up all your spirit stones?"

"Ok?"

"Have you reached the first level of Qi training?"

"No."

As if he had already thought of his own ending, Jian Xin laughed at himself.

The next second, Li Yanmo poured out a hundred or so spirit stones.

"Oh, why didn't you tell me earlier? I still have some here, feel free to use it."

Jian Xin stared blankly at the spirit stone in front of him until Li Yanmo turned around and started cleaning up the rubble, and then Jian Xin came back to his senses.

Li Yanmo's heartache after breaking eight spirit stones was absolutely true, but now he took out a hundred spirit stones so openly, which was really puzzling.

Seeing that Li Yanmo was about to go out, Jian Xin couldn't help but called out to Li Yanmo awkwardly.

"Master, master..."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"No...nothing..."

Jian Xin suppressed his emotions and stopped talking.

Li Yanmo was a little confused, but when he thought of what Jiang Baili said, that those who were born with white disease would be regarded as an ominous sign, Li Yanmo felt relieved.

Li Yanmo also did not intend to care too much about Jian Xin. Excessive care would only make Jian Xin more aware that he was an alien. The best way to get along with him was to ignore the parts of Jian Xin that were different from ordinary people.

Back in the yard, Li Yanmo began processing the wood. Inside the hut, Jian Xin stood by the window again, peering into Li Yanmo's every move. Confusion rippled in his crimson eyes.

"Why..."

(End of this chapter)