My ancestors were spiritual plant growers, so it's not surprising that I hunt demons every day,

"Mmm, delicious, really delicious."

"It's so delicious, Third Sister, the spirit fish you caught is really delicious."

Cui Yue and Cui Yan, their little faces covered in dirt, looked up from the bowl and smiled at Cui Ying.

"Eat some if you like."

Cui Ying placed a piece of fish head covered in chili sauce on her mother's plate and urged her:

"Fish heads are full of spiritual energy. Mother, you have just recovered from your serious injuries, so eat more to nourish your body."

Wang Rong subconsciously wanted to give the fish head to Cui Yan, but Cui Ying said:

"Mother, you eat by yourself, Xiao Wu won't go hungry."

Wang Rong looked up and saw that her youngest son's bowl was indeed piled high with large pieces of spirit fish meat. Turning her head, she saw that her second daughter and eldest son and his wife were also eating with their faces and mouths covered in oil.

He hesitated for a moment, holding the chopsticks, before putting them back into his bowl.

Cui Ying turned her head and looked around, put down her chopsticks, took the wine glass from Cui Zhengming's hand, and advised:

"Dad, don't just drink, have some food."

Although this wine is just ordinary wine, it is extremely strong.

In addition, Cui Zhengming is not a good drinker, and if he is not stopped, he will definitely get so drunk that he will pass out.

Cui Zhengming, his cheeks flushed and sucking on a fish bone, paused upon hearing this, narrowed his eyes, and finally fixed his gaze on his daughter's face, asking in confusion:

"Third girl, you know about how half an acre of our sacred rice suddenly ripened, right?"

Cui Ying nodded and said directly:

"I recently learned a new spiritual plant technique and gained a lot of insights. I tried it out when I was planting spiritual rice, and the results were surprisingly good."

Where did you learn that?

Under the watchful eyes of her entire family, Cui Ying remained calm and composed, continuing:

“It was passed down from my master. He knew that my family were spiritual plant growers, so he taught it to me.”

Cui Zhengming and Wang Rong exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with increasing doubt: "When did you become an apprentice? How come we didn't know?"

Cui Ying cleared her throat and continued, "Father, Mother, do you still remember the Taoist priest I kindly saved outside the village last month?"

"Remember, what happened?"

"He is my master."

Cui Zhengming knew about this, after all, when Cui Ying insisted on saving people, he had contributed a few healing pills.

Thinking of this, although he still had doubts, they were mostly dispelled upon hearing this: "Then when will you invite your master to come to our house for a visit, so that we can express our gratitude to him?"

After all, the golden-yellow spirit rice was right there in the courtyard, which was a real benefit.

After hesitating for a moment, Cui Ying shook her head and said:

“My master has already gone on a journey, and he doesn’t care about these empty titles.”

After thinking for a moment, Cui Ying continued, "My master also taught me some other techniques. I plan to go to the Phoenix Mountain Range to hunt demons, partly to hone my skills, and partly to hunt demons and exchange them for spirit stones."

"Go to Phoenix Mountain to hunt demons?"

"Nonsense."

Wang Rong, sitting opposite, slammed her chopsticks heavily on the table and said with a stern face:

“I told you last night that a rogue cultivator from the next village encountered a tiger demon in the mountains and was eaten alive, leaving not even a bone fragment.”

“My daughter doesn’t go deep into the Phoenix Mountains; she just wanders around the outskirts at most.”

Cui Ying shook her head and said to her mother with a relieved expression:

"And this time I'm not alone, I'm also planning to ask Brother Chaoyun to come with me."

"Besides, I can go into the mountains to gather some more medicinal herbs. Father's body still has some residual poison."

Wang Rong hesitated after hearing this, but still kept a straight face and refused to budge.

Just then, Cui Cong, the eldest brother of the Cui family, raised his head and smiled憨厚ly:

"Mother, if you're worried, let me go with my third sister."

"Chaoyun is experienced, and the body tempering technique that my father bought for me a few days ago has also made some progress. With the three of us together, we won't be afraid even if we encounter some low-level demons or beasts who don't know what's good for us."

Cui Zhengming looked at his eldest son with surprise, never expecting that the usually taciturn Cui Cong would say such a thing.

On the other side, Madam Yang gently nudged her husband's arm and whispered:

"With your mediocre skills, wouldn't you just be causing trouble for Third Sister if you went along?"

Looking at his wife's worried eyes, Cui Cong smiled reassuringly.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. Besides, didn't you say last time that you wanted to go back to your parents' home for a visit?"

Yang's family was considered wealthy in Shuangling Village, and her stepmother was known for her snobbishness for miles around.

Yang had not seen her birth mother for three years. If the two wanted to happily return to her parents' home, they would have to prepare some generous gifts.

"Okay! You can come along too!"

Wang Rong looked at it and finally nodded in agreement.

But then she changed the subject, her face still grim, and sternly instructed Cui Ying:

"You can only go to the foot of the mountain at most, but you are not allowed to go deep into the mountains!"

"I know, mother!"

"By the way, Dad, I heard from Uncle Zhao that his family's spirit field has been infested with spirit marrow worms. He told us to be careful lately."

Halfway through lunch, Cui Zhengming instructed Wang Rong and Cui Lin to tidy up the unhulled rice ears in the yard before hurriedly leaving the house.

At this time, the sun was at its zenith. In the past, most cultivators would choose to rest and cool off at home.

However, contrary to the norm, many rogue cultivators were hurrying towards the spirit fields under the scorching sun on the village road, which was only a few feet wide.

"You brat, you didn't even say something this important sooner! I shouldn't have stopped your mother when she was punishing you."

The Spirit Bone Worm is no good.

That's the natural enemy of spirit rice. The remaining spirit rice will be harvested in no more than two months, so we absolutely cannot let anything go wrong at this time.

Cui Zhengming, now completely sober, muttered to himself as he sped up his run toward his own spiritual field.

Before me stretched a golden expanse, each stalk of rice standing three feet tall, upright in the field.

The rice ears hanging overhead were heavy and each grain gleamed with a golden luster.

A gentle breeze carries the rich aroma of grain.

Cui Zhengming casually brushed aside a rice leaf and, sure enough, found a series of ugly-looking insects on the rice stalk.

The spirit insect was about the size of a fingernail, its entire body encased in a layer of pitch-black carapace. As it slowly moved along its four short legs covered in barbs, the mouthparts hidden under its abdomen were revealed, and in an instant, it devoured the rice husks, enjoying the spirit rice paste that had not yet solidified inside.

"You beast, how could you eat this?!"

Cui Zhengming flew into a rage, quickly forming hand seals. Spiritual light surged, and golden needles condensed and transformed into streaks of golden light, shooting towards the Spirit Marrow Worm with lightning speed.

The carapace of the Spirit Bone Worm is as hard as a rock, and the barbs on its feet are firmly attached to the rice stalks, making it difficult to drive it away.

If that were all, it would be fine, but the thing is that this thing has an exceptionally terrifying ability to reproduce; hundreds can be born overnight.

This is also why Cui Zhengming was so shocked.