Chaos Spirit Field

Zhao Shanhe had been a fool for eight years, so how could he have done any farm work? He said this because the feces of these foundation-building spirit beasts shone with a dazzling red light, making them a good fertilizer for spirit fields. He didn't expect that his casual lie would move Deacon Liu to tears.

There is no moon in the world of cultivation, and it has been a thousand years. It is not that exaggerated. Only three days have passed. Zhao Shanhe gradually adapted to the life in the Spirit Beast Pavilion and successfully transformed himself into a highly-regarded "poop shoveler".

There are significant differences between spirit beasts and ordinary livestock. Generally speaking, spirit beasts excrete relatively infrequently each month, but that doesn't mean the job is easy; otherwise, they wouldn't be such a difficult task at the Spirit Beast Pavilion.

Innate spiritual beasts are similar to domestic animals in the secular world and are not qualified to have professional poop-scoopers. It is basically the keepers who are responsible for cleaning up. If they encounter a disobedient one, they can just knock it down.

The most difficult ones are the spiritual beasts in the Foundation Establishment Stage. Those spiritual beasts are the apple of the eye of the sect’s top leaders. They cannot be beaten or scolded, and the most important thing is that they cannot be beaten.

These spirit beasts all have their own independent abodes, which are equivalent to their territories. You must be recognized by them before you are allowed to enter. If you encounter a gentle spirit beast, it's okay, they will just drive it away. But if you encounter a spirit beast with a bad temper, you will probably become a dessert before the meal. This is not an exaggeration. A few days ago, a disciple was eaten by a spirit beast.

Cleaning the beast dwellings became a major headache for Deacon Liu. He increased the contribution points he had requested for the task from one point per beast per month to one point per cleanup. He thought a generous reward would attract brave individuals, but no one was willing to take the risk. He was forced to do the cleaning himself, often being ridiculed. The Qingniu Sect had too few disciples gifted in handling spirit beasts.

Deacon Liu originally thought that Zhao Shanhe was a burden, but he didn't expect that he would solve the major problem of the Spirit Beast Pavilion. The spirit beasts were very close to him and did not reject him at all. Not only the good-tempered Qingluan, but even the most irritable Xiaotianhu were obedient to him.

Time flew by, and Zhao Shanhe had been at the Spirit Beast Pavilion for over a month. At that moment, the Qingniu Sect's annual disciple-recruiting ceremony had begun, a scene of great excitement. As an outer disciple who had gained entry through a backdoor, Zhao Shanhe could only watch from the sidelines.

An elegant crane fluttered down from the sky. Many people instantly recognized it as the vehicle of Deputy Hall Master Tan Tai. Just as they were about to greet it, a child, approximately eight or nine years old, dressed in the attire of an outer disciple, leaped from the crane's back. Everyone was stunned, casting questioning glances at Deacon Liu, who stood nearby. The sight of him made him feel uneasy and uneasy.

Deacon Liu hurried over and said, "Zhao Shanhe, why did you ride Qingluan out?"

Zhao Shanhe replied embarrassedly, "Master Steward, I lost track of time while practicing. I wasn't afraid of missing the disciple-taking ceremony, so I asked Xiaoqing to bring me here. Wenxiantai is not within the restricted flying area, so I shouldn't be violating the sect's rules."

"My little ancestor, you should quickly let Qingluan go back. The mounts in the Spirit Beast Pavilion are not for casual riding."

Deacon Liu thought to himself that it was a good thing, because Zhao Shanhe was riding the mount of Deputy Hall Master Tan Tai, so he should not be held responsible.

Zhao Shanhe patted Qingluan's neck and said, "Xiaoqing, go back. Come pick me up at twilight hour."

Qingluan called out to him a few times, apparently trying to bargain.

"Ten strings is ten strings. Stay still when you get back. Don't run around. And don't forget to pick me up at dusk."

Qingluan flew away. Weapon Hall Master Tie Rumian and Tan Tai Yulong came along and happened to see this scene. He said, "Yulong, that was your mount Qingluan that flew away just now. A disciple from the Spirit Beast Pavilion actually stole your mount. I don't know how Liu Pengfei manages the Spirit Beast Pavilion. He is so reckless."

Tan Tai Yulong didn't agree, and said calmly: "Master Tie, that disciple from the Spirit Beast Pavilion is my nephew, so it's okay."

"So it's your nephew. To me, he doesn't look like Tan Tai Jin."

"Xiao Chan's nephew, Zhao Shanhe. This little guy can actually make Qing Luan bow down to him. He is quite capable."

"Yulong, why do you leave your nephew in the outer gate? If it's inconvenient to leave him in the Alchemy Hall, he can come to the Weapon Hall."

"Master Tie, I appreciate your kindness. Shanhe has the spiritual roots of the five elements. The Spirit Beast Pavilion is very good and does not compete with the world." After Tan Tai Yulong mentioned Zhao Shanhe's spiritual roots, Tie Ru Mian said nothing more. The Weapon Hall could not break the rules.

The disciple-taking ceremony had begun. Zhao Shanhe had assumed it would be just like the ones in his previous life's cultivation novels, with a competition to determine the winner. But it wasn't like that at all. A group of children lined up to enter the spirit-testing formation, ten at a time. If they found any with exceptional talent, the sect's leaders would come forward and take them in as their personal disciples. It was truly tedious.

Zhao Shanhe asked in confusion, "Master Steward, does the sect only accept children as disciples?"

"if not?"

Deacon Liu's question stumped Zhao Shanhe. After a moment's thought, he asked, "Sir Deacon, doesn't the sect accept disciples with cultivation?"

"A disciple with cultivation, you are talking about a casual cultivator, right? The sect doesn't accept trash."

Zhao Shanhe pondered. This world was quite different from the sects in immortal cultivation novels. "Sir Steward, what should we do with the children who weren't chosen?"

"They will be assigned to the outer gate."

"Isn't he an inner disciple?"

Deacon Liu said softly, "Shanhe, Qingniu Sect's disciples are divided into four categories: outer disciples, inner disciples, personal disciples, and true disciples. Take you for example, you are an outer disciple, your aunt is a personal disciple, and your uncle is a true disciple. Inner disciples are more special, and are generally promoted from outer disciples.

"Master Deacon, the quality of this year's disciples is quite good. The lowest one has three spiritual roots, and there are not even four spiritual roots."

"Shanhe, those with four spiritual roots are not eligible to participate in the disciple-recruiting ceremony. Only those with a spiritual root growth of five or above have the opportunity to become outer disciples."

"What about growth levels below five and five spiritual roots?"

"The sect generally doesn't accept people, but there are exceptions, like you."

Deacon Liu felt that he had hurt Zhao Shanhe's pride and quickly added, "Shanhe, although your spiritual roots are a little weak, your talent in spiritual beasts is definitely extraordinary."

"Master Deacon, I'm not that fragile. Having spiritual roots is better than having none."

"That's right."

Zhao Shanhe saw two familiar faces entering the spirit-testing formation.

"Luo Tianshuang, Wood Spiritual Root 8, Fire Spiritual Root 6, Earth Spiritual Root 5. Ouyang Bufan, Fire Spiritual Root 8."

The appearance of the Heavenly Spiritual Root caused an uproar at the scene. The Qingniu Sect's top brass remained indifferent, as the decision had already been made.

Tantai Yulong said, "Ouyang Bufan, are you willing to become my disciple?"

"Disciple pays homage to master."

"Take this extraordinary sword and practice diligently. Don't let me down."

Ouyang Bufan was a little disappointed with Tan Tai Yulong's gift. When he heard that Yang Xiaochan gave Zhao Shanhe five gifts, he hid his dissatisfaction in his heart and pretended to be grateful.

"Thank you, Master."