Chaos Spirit Field

After Zhao Shanhe saw off the guests, he had to clean up the mess himself. He felt that making the spiritual food too successfully was not a good idea, as he hadn't collected any usable fertilizer.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, three years have passed. Standing in the courtyard of Qilin Pavilion is a beautiful young man. His jade-like face is full of confidence, and his upright posture is full of strength. The only flaw is his childish voice, which makes people doubt his age.

In addition to the beautiful boy, there were two other people in the yard, a huge fat man and a petite and cute girl.

This fat man weighed at least 300 kilograms. He rubbed his round belly and muttered with resentment, "Brother-in-law, there is no justice in this world! You eat more than me, but why don't you gain weight?"

Hearing this, the corners of the handsome boy's mouth curled up slightly, and he responded with a smile: "Brother Mingzhu, if you could persist in practicing the Vajra Fist like me, perhaps you wouldn't be so fat. And my mother-in-law wouldn't come to blame me every now and then for making you fat."

The fat man rolled his eyes and retorted, "Humph, my mother is just greedy and is looking for an excuse to come here to eat and drink for free. My father studied the art of cooking to win my mother over and ate himself into a big fat man. That damn Vajra Fist of yours is almost fatal when practiced. It's just to gain some weight, I won't suffer that kind of pain!"

The handsome young man shook his head and said earnestly, "Brother Mingzhu, as the saying goes, 'Only those who endure the most hardships can become the best.' Only by going through hardships can one become a stronger person."

The fat man curled his lips and said, "Brother-in-law, you don't need to give me chicken soup. Not everyone is like you, a freak without pain sensation."

At this time, the little girl who had been silent all this time finally couldn't help but speak: "Brother, you are not allowed to say that about my husband! He is not a freak."

"Sister, you've practiced the King Kong Fist before, and you still cried out in pain. Is there anything I said wrong?"

When the fat man saw his sister's expression change, he quickly waved his hands and begged for mercy: "Sister, I know I was wrong. Please just shut up."

The handsome young man was none other than Zhao Shanhe. The fat man was obviously Tan Tai Mingzhu from his figure. As for the little girl, she was undoubtedly Tan Tai Mingyue, the little princess of the Qingniu Sect. The three of them were the same age, but their appearance alone didn't give the impression of being the same age.

Tan Tai Mingyue was the shortest among the three, but had the highest cultivation level, having reached the fifth level of Qi Refining. Zhao Shanhe was next, at the fourth level. Although Tan Tai Mingzhu was only at the third level of Qi Refining, his cultivation level was on par with the two inner disciples with spiritual roots who had joined the Qingniu Sect at the last disciple-recruiting ceremony.

The rapid progress of their cultivation was largely due to Zhao Shanhe's spiritual food, otherwise Tan Tai Mingzhu would not have become a fat man.

Tan Tai Ming Zhu said, "Brother-in-law, I noticed you look so worried lately. Have you encountered any difficulties?"

Zhao Shanhe said sadly, "Brother Mingzhu, I've been away from home for over three years. I miss my parents terribly. I don't know how they're doing."

"Brother-in-law, you're worried about this. I thought it was a big deal. I could just go back and visit them. How dare Deacon Song refuse to agree?"

"Brother Mingzhu, my home is over 8,000 miles away from the Qingniu Sect, and I'm short of money. Could you lend me some spirit stones?"

"Brother-in-law, I haven't been to the secular world yet. How about we go together?"

Tan Tai Ming Yue interrupted and said, "Husband, I want to go too."

Zhao Shanhe said helplessly: "Wife, do you think mother-in-law will let you go?"

"Husband, why don't you just not tell her? Let's go secretly."

"Wife, I kidnapped the little princess of the Qingniu Sect. If the higher-ups in the sect blame me, I can't afford to take the blame."

"Husband, take these ten thousand spirit stones. Buy some more things and be careful on your journey."

"My wife loves me dearly, unlike someone who is so stingy."

Tan Tai Ming Zhu was frightened by Zhao Shan He's resentful look. With a pained look on his face, he took out 10,000 spirit stones from his storage bag and handed them to him. He said, "Brother-in-law, take this and spend it."

Zhao Shanhe quickly took the spirit stones and said, "Thank you, Brother Mingzhu, for your generosity. Wife, I only have 10,000 spirit stones, which is more than enough for me. You should take your spirit stones back."

Seeing this, Tan Tai Ming Zhu didn't realize he had been tricked. He said angrily, "It's really hard to guard against. You guys actually teamed up to cheat me out of my hard-earned money."

Tan Tai Ming Yue said with disdain, "Brother, you're so stingy. You've been eating my husband's spiritual food for so many years for free. You should at least pay him for it."

"Sister, I paid for all the food, and my brother-in-law ate a lot of it too. You're already turning your back on me before you even get married. I'm not heartbroken about the spirit stones, but I'm heartbroken that you've deceived me."

Zhao Shanhe said, "Brother Mingzhu, when I come back I'll make you some new spiritual food as compensation, okay? I'll also trouble you to take care of the spiritual fields in the courtyard."

"Brother-in-law, you really have to go home, not to trick me."

"I've been out for so many years, and it's time for me to go home. The immortal path is ruthless, but humans are sentimental. A lack of clear thoughts will affect cultivation."

"Brother-in-law, you can bring your family to live in Qingniu Sect."

"There is a difference between immortals and mortals. My family are all ordinary people and are not suitable for living in the world of immortal cultivation."

Zhao Shanhe was telling the truth. Many things in the world of immortal cultivation were fatal to ordinary people. Take the spirit stone mines, for example. Ordinary people would become ill if they stayed there for too long. It was usually mined by cultivators. Mortals also needed spiritual roots as a prerequisite for cultivating immortality; otherwise, it was all empty talk.

Outer disciples were usually forbidden from leaving the sect, as there were always people with special powers in every area. Zhao Shanhe needed Yang Xiaochan's approval to leave the sect, as Deacon Song had said he couldn't bear the responsibility.

"Aunt, I've recently hit a bottleneck in my cultivation and am feeling down. I want to go home and visit you."

Yang Xiaochan thought for a moment and then agreed. "Shanhe, here are a thousand spirit stones. Keep them with you. Be careful on your journey, and remember to give my regards to your mother."

"Thank you for your concern, aunt. I will definitely act with caution." Zhao Shanhe took the spirit stone with tears of gratitude and bowed to Yang Xiaochan to express his gratitude.

Zhao Shanhe bid farewell to his aunt and resolutely left the sect. He walked farther and farther, and after about fifty miles, he suddenly became alert, feeling that someone was following him. He stopped, turned around and shouted, "Wife, stop hiding. I really can't take you back."

Tantai Mingyue showed an unwilling look on her face and muttered, "Husband, can't you just pretend you didn't notice me?"

Zhao Shanhe advised earnestly: "Wife, your status is very important. If something unexpected happens, how can I bear the responsibility? You just stay in the sect obediently, I will be back soon." After that, he gently touched Tan Tai Mingyue's hair, signaling her to return to the sect quickly.

After some bargaining, Zhao Shanhe agreed to many conditions, and Tan Tai Mingyue left reluctantly. Xiao Meir and Tan Tai Fengdu, who were hiding in the dark, also followed her back.