Cultivation: Start with a Spiritual Plant Space

The bait has been spread out, and now we just have to wait for the follow-up developments.

Li Fan endured the pain from his wound and stood silently by, waiting anxiously for Zhou Beimo's final decision.

Zhou Beimo's heart was in a mess at this moment.

On the one hand, he really didn't want to offend Zhao Jintang completely.

After all, the Zhao family has extensive influence in the local area. If this creates a powerful enemy for the Zhou family, the consequences will be unimaginable.

On the other hand, if he easily compromised because of a few words from Zhao Jintang, the prestige he had accumulated in the market for many years would be greatly reduced. How could he hold his head up in front of others in the future?

But it doesn't seem worth it to completely break up with the Zhao family just for an insignificant guy like Li Fan.

His brows were furrowed, the balance in his heart swaying violently from side to side, and he couldn't help muttering, "This is really annoying!"

Zhao Jintang was also constantly calculating in his mind. He thought that his pressure would make Zhou Beimo submit, but he didn't expect that the other party would hesitate.

He thought he had made a huge concession, after all, he had given up the spiritual plant seedling.

This means giving up huge benefits.

Could it be that Zhou Beimo really intended to completely break off relations with him just for a lowly boy?

But if you push too hard and things get out of control, it may not be a good thing for you.

Thinking of this, he stopped talking and just moved slightly forward to exert further pressure.

At this time, Zhou Beimo took half a step back.

Seeing this, Li Fan's heart skipped a beat and he thought to himself, this is not good. If this goes on, Zhou Beimo will definitely compromise.

This guy is really cowardly and face-conscious!

At this moment, the house was eerily quiet.

Only the occasional sound of wind in the yard and the rustling of sycamore leaves indicate that the world has not yet stopped.

Li Fan knew that he could not sit and wait for death, he had to take the initiative.

"Uncle Zhou, please move aside. I'm just a worthless person, so there's no need to tear Master Zhao apart over me. Everyone in the market knows that Master Zhao is a real man, and he means what he says. If he says he doesn't want the spiritual rice seedlings, then he won't."

As he spoke, he stood up from behind Zhou Beimo.

These words were tantamount to trampling on Zhou Beimo's face.

Zhao Jintang didn't notice anything was wrong and continued impatiently, "Hey, Third Young Master, why are you so slow? Is it okay? It's just a matter of one sentence, is it that complicated?"

This is his usual arrogant and domineering way of speaking.

Li Fan was overjoyed when he saw this and quickly seized the opportunity.

"Uncle Zhou, please agree to Master Zhao. I'm almost dying anyway. Master Zhao is not someone you can easily mess with, so there's no need to offend him for me. Respect or not is not important at all."

These words may seem soft, but they are actually quite sharp.

It completely ignited Zhou Beimo's emotions.

His eyes widened with anger, veins popping out on his forehead, and he shouted, "Zhao Jintang, you're really going too far!"

Then he turned to look at Li Fan, his voice instantly softened: "Xiao Fan, who do you think your Uncle Zhou is? Once you sign a contract, you can't go back on your word!"

Zhao Jintang was now furious, and he laughed heartily, looking up to the sky: "Okay, okay, very good. Third Young Master, I hope you won't regret it."

After saying that, he turned around and left. Staying here would only make him bored.

Zhou Xuanba and others waited at the door for a long time. When they saw their boss coming out, they hurried to greet him and left angrily together.

Zhou Beimo stood there, his chest heaving violently, his face flushed, obviously still furious.

It took him a long time to recover.

"Xiao Fan, let's sign the contract."

Li Fan suppressed his excitement and nodded slightly.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhou."

Although he was very weak at this time, he was still much better than before.

So, he forced himself to sign the labor contract.

A contract is based on an oath and does not allow for any negligence.

Zhou Beimo looked solemn and quickly took out the labor contract.

It was as thin as a cicada's wing, emitting a faint light, and looked like a dream.

The light is not of a single hue, but is colorful and complements each other, just like the gorgeous sunset in the sky.

Li Fan concentrated his mental strength and quickly pulled the Book of Contract into the spiritual plant space.

At this moment, his heart instantly rose to his throat and he was so nervous that he could hardly breathe.

In fact, doing so is extremely risky. Once discovered, the consequences will be unimaginable.

In the spiritual plant space, he could read ten lines at a glance and remember everything he saw.

I read through the contract terms in an instant.

But I discovered many tricks in it.

Zhou Beimo actually made some secret moves.

It was really cruel that they even specifically marked that the Zhou family would not be responsible for his life or death.

Li Fan's eyes instantly turned cold, and without any hesitation, he directly modified the key terms.

He only needs to fulfill his helping duties temporarily and can leave whenever he wants.

And the Zhou family had to do their best to help him resist the persecution from the Zhao family.

After making the changes, he took a deep breath and quickly imprinted his mental power on it.

No regrets on your move!

But in just a blink of an eye, his mental strength was almost exhausted.

The spiritual plant space is extremely powerful and all operations are completed in an instant.

Therefore, Zhou Beimo did not find anything unusual.

This made Li Fan secretly relieved.

After the helper contract was signed, the contract book instantly dimmed.

Seeing this, Zhou Beimo showed a hint of joy that was hard to conceal in his eyes. He didn't realize that the contract had been modified at all, and quickly put it into the storage bag.

"Well, Xiaofan, you will be my family's long-term helper from now on. Take a break and adjust yourself first. Come and help me in two days when the spiritual rice is ripe. I, your uncle, will go back first."

With that, he turned and strode out of the house without looking back.

Li Fan felt a chill in his heart as he watched Zhou Beimo's figure gradually walking away.

Unable to hold on any longer, he fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

In his dream, Li Fan seemed to be in a mysterious place.

There was thick fog all around, and there was a blurry figure waving at him, but he could not see the face clearly.

He wanted to get closer, but found that he couldn't get close no matter what. His heart was filled with endless doubts and deep fear.

I don’t know how much time passed.

When I woke up again, it was completely dark outside.

Li Fan slowly got up from the ground and patted his dizzy head.

My stomach was growling with hunger at this time.

My head was a little dizzy and my body was soft and I couldn't muster any strength.

"This is truly what you deserve. You must be more careful with how you use your mental energy in the future."

He muttered to himself as he groped in the darkness.

After touching the big jar, he quickly took out a piece of clam meat.

He resisted the urge to eat raw meat and drink blood, and stumbled into the kitchen.

It’s quite a hassle to light a fire and stew.

However, just as he lifted the lid of the pot and prepared to feast on it.

Suddenly, a strange noise was heard in the yard.

Li Fan's heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

"No way, no way. Revenge coming so soon? Impossible, Zhao Jintang really dares!"

He immediately crouched down and tiptoed behind the door.

At the same time, he picked up a wooden stick.

In fact, the stick is of no use at all.

It's just to give myself a little psychological comfort.

In the quiet dark night, the sound became more and more terrifying.

It sounded light at first, but then became heavier.

It appears particularly clear and terrifying in this quiet night.

Li Fan's breathing became rapid, like pulling a bellows.

The hand holding the wooden stick was shaking slightly, unable to control itself.

"Who is it?"