Druid Fairy

Chapter 31 Another Three Years

Today's events have reinforced a principle for Li Pingcan.

Aside from blood relatives, no one is trustworthy, especially those cultivators!
"I used to be too flamboyant and not discreet enough in my actions."

Li Pingcan began to reflect.

Although he consciously hides himself, Xiao Hei's strangeness and the unusually delicious taste of the mushrooms both carry an unnatural quality.

Immortals possess extraordinary abilities, but they are currently too weak. Once discovered, what ability can a level two druid possibly have to resist an immortal cultivator?
"The more natural and low-key the better. In other words, when managing a family business, it's best to use ordinary methods in the early stages."

For example, truly mastering mushroom cultivation techniques instead of using spores to grow delicious mushrooms; or cultivating peach orchards instead of repeatedly discovering rare and precious treasures to sell through Druid skills.

In short, Druidism is the core essence, but it must remain a family secret!

A secret that is known by too many people is no longer a secret.

Li Pingcan made up his mind that, apart from his parents, eldest brother, and second brother, he would never reveal his Druid powers in front of his blood relatives, even after he got married and had children.

This is not only to protect yourself, but also to protect your family!
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A few days passed in a flash.

Since discovering the three-eyed evil image, Li Pingcan has become increasingly low-key and composed.

Feeding centipedes, leveling up his skills, and building a foundation in martial arts became his daily routine.

On this day, a letter arrived from a distant, desolate region.

"Father, whose letter is this?"

Li Pingcan had just finished a set of punches, drenched in sweat, when he gulped down the fiery "low-alcohol" purple centipede ointment water to quickly replenish his body's energy and blood.

When he didn't get a response from his father, he looked up in confusion and saw Li Rongzhou gripping the envelope tightly, his knuckles white, and tears welling up in his eyes.

He suddenly looked up, excitedly picking up his son, "That's wonderful! Master and my senior uncles are all still alive!"

Li Rongzhou's tight embrace made it hard for Li Pingcan to breathe. He punched his father to get some fresh air. "Dad's master... is he from the White Crane Martial Arts School?"

“Yes!” Li Rongzhou stared at the letter and slowly said, “When the natural disaster struck, my family fled outside the city in a hurry. Later, we learned from other people that a great chaos had broken out in the city and that the fate of your grandmaster and the others was unknown.”

For four years, Li Rongzhou did not give up trying to gather information and finally received a letter from afar.

"My master was seriously injured while protecting his wife. The rioters stole his silver, and his disciples were scattered. In the end, they could only become refugees and receive relief from the government to settle in the desolate region."

Li Rongzhou frowned, his mind filled with worry. What kind of good place could the desolate region be for recuperating?
Who would have thought that a martial artist at the peak of his Qi and Blood, a master who had cultivated a "Long Dragon of Qi and Blood," would meet such an end simply because of the aftershocks of a celestial being's palm strike?

"Father, then send some medicine and silver to Grandmaster."

Li Pingcan said that he didn't want to see his father sad and upset, and that the family's finances had improved, giving them the ability to help others.

Li Rongzhou nodded in agreement, feeling both gratified by his son's understanding and filial piety, and inexplicably even more furious with the aloof immortal.

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Autumn goes and spring comes, summer comes and winter goes.

Over the course of three years, letters came and went, and the affection between them was worth more than a thousand pieces of gold.

In early spring, swallows fly towards every household in the sunlight, while Little Black, wearing a mushroom hat, deliberately flies alongside them to scare them, letting out a strange "caw caw" laugh.

"Little Black, you're being naughty again."

Li Pingcan saw this scene from the "surveillance" perspective and couldn't help but stare speechlessly at the large crow that looked just like an eagle.

Sharp claws, eagle eyes, broad wings, long neck, mushroom on its head... When the max-level [Nature's Gift] generates the [Blessing] trait, it is no longer just a mysterious blessing of fortune, but rather it anchors to, or rather strengthens, a certain ability of the blessed object.

After Li Pingcan "blessed" Xiao Hei, it became what it is now.

Powerful and fierce, a tyrant of the skies, its personality remains as cheeky and irritating as ever. Of course, this "blessing" isn't all good. Take Little Black, for example; because it's too fierce, it's feared and ostracized by its own kind, making it impossible to find a girlfriend. It can only play with the hens of the rooster at the village entrance…

In addition to the blessing, the gift of nature also generates a second rare trait, good luck. This trait can only be used by Lee Pyeongchan. It is similar to a passive ability. The most direct manifestation of this is that he has never lost when betting with his brothers on dice.

As for the other max-level skills, [Elemental Amplification] is [Double], and [Fluorescent Mushroom] is [Mark], which can produce a special kind of fluorescence to mark the target without anyone noticing. It is especially conspicuous in the night and can only be seen by the caster.

Ignoring Xiao Hei, Li Pingcan continued planting trees. At seven years old, he was much more adept at planting trees than he was at four, and the survival rate was over 60%.

"This tree is alive."

He squatted down in front of the sapling and observed it. It was a paper mulberry sapling with heart-shaped leaves. This kind of tree usually has amazing vitality and can thrive even in sandy soil on the riverbank.

As a bonus to experience points, it couldn't be more suitable.

Of course, to prevent the paper mulberry trees from stealing nutrients from the peach orchard, he would also clean them up regularly, essentially dismantling the bridge after crossing the river.

Because he did things that were hard for ordinary people to understand day after day, Li Pingcan unknowingly became a well-known "eccentric" in Peach Blossom Village.

He didn't mind; in fact, this made it easier to plant trees. Besides, his inner world was rich enough that he didn't need anyone else to embellish it.

Over the past three years, I have worked diligently and my Druid level has already surpassed LV3, and I have also acquired many interesting and useful skills.

……

"Finally, we've finished planting today's trees."

Li Pingcan washed his muddy hands by the stream, the clear water reflecting his handsome face—he had regular features and a soft profile, looking more like Qin Shi.

His expression was one of satisfaction and narcissism.

He's already this handsome now; he'll definitely grow up to be a dashing young man.

His eldest and second eldest brothers resembled their father more, with distinct features and sharp eyebrows. However, he actually preferred the appearance and demeanor of a handsome young man to his father's masculinity.

After planting the trees, I strolled slowly home.

"Freak!"

A series of sharp childish voices rang out, and a pebble grazed past Li Pingcan. He casually scooped it up, clutched it in his hand, and looked at the mischievous children.

"People who are different from others are more likely to be ostracized."

Do I have to become as mediocre as them?

Li Pingcan smiled, and a pale green light entered the pebble before he threw it with all his might.

The pebble landed precisely and gently in the child's palm, with an air of effortless ease. The force was distinct yet surprisingly light, but the child let out a scream and burst into tears.

The other children were terrified and scattered and fled.

"Was the 'sting bite' triggered?"

Li Pingcan raised an eyebrow. The spell he was casting was the transformation branch of [Magic Stone Spell], which could randomly enchant ordinary stones with an effect, thereby adding a magical attack.

This way, there are no visible marks, and even if the children complain, there will be no evidence.

"I, a druid, have a hundred ways to make you cry!"

He thought viciously.

Kids are the worst; they're much more pleasing to the eye when you make them cry.

Returning home in a good mood, I saw Qin holding the little girl's hand, smiling and saying, "Can'er, quickly say hello to your sister."

Li Pingcan looked at the delicate and pretty little black-haired girl, who was looking at him timidly. Her bright, watery eyes sparkled as she softly said, "Hello, Brother Can."

Huh?
Kids aren't so bad after all!
(End of this chapter)