Li Muyang naturally had no way of knowing about Ning Wan’er’s mood swings.
For him, participating in the Sect’s grand election was simply a chance to get out of the house after staying in for too long.
Now that the test results had been announced, he was content to return home and play video games in his little tile-roofed house.
Ning Wan’er, being exceptionally talented, suddenly attracted the attention of many curious onlookers.
And, unsurprisingly, she was directly promoted to the Inner Sect, taking her luggage with her the very same day she left with a guiding Inner Sect disciple.
This young miss from the Ning residence of Jiuyuan City would directly enter the Refinement Demon Sect’s gates and become an Inner Sect disciple.
As for whether she would have the chance to be favored by an Elder and become a direct disciple, that would be a story for another time.
At least, Li Muyang had no idea.
After all, between the Inner Sect and the Outer Sect, there was a thick barrier.
It was difficult for Outer Sect disciples to find out news about the Inner Sect. For Li Muyang and the others, the whole Inner Sect was shrouded in a veil of mystery.
After the Sect’s grand election, Li Muyang’s life once again settled down, returning to a calm and regular routine.
Every day, he would water and farm the spiritual fields, and in his spare moments, play video games.
His adoptive sister, Li Yuechan, came every day on schedule to deliver food to him, and every three to five days, she would help wash the pile of dirty clothes he had accumulated.
Li Muyang’s little tile-roofed house was much cleaner than usual.
After two months of farming his spiritual field, the crops finally matured, and he harvested Spirit Rice for the first time.
During the harvest of the Spirit Rice, Guan Xiaoshun even came over to help.
This simple and honest boy from the border town taught Li Muyang the best harvesting methods, wielding a sickle.
Many of the skills and abilities of a spiritual plant farmer were not in the secretive manuals distributed by the sect, and had to be figured out by oneself.
And this simple and honest young individual passed on all his excellent spiritual plant farming techniques to Li Muyang.
Yet Li Muyang’s approach to watering and farming was always quite negligent, only performing the basic watering twice a day and seldom dealing with the weeds in the field.
The crops in his spiritual field did not grow nearly as well as Guan Xiaoshun’s; in fact, they could be described as poor.
The Spirit Rice harvested from the two fields were all of the lowest quality and the yield was much lower than the average standard.
Guan Xiaoshun was speechless and couldn’t help saying, “Brother Li, you really need to take care of your spiritual field more carefully…”
In Guan Xiaoshun’s view, Li Muyang’s slipshod method of farming was simply ruining the spiritual field.
Li Muyang just chuckled and said he had heard and would definitely make improvements in the future. Find adventures at M V L
But when it came time to harvest the grains and replant for the second round, Li Muyang was still dawdling in his old ways.
Ten days had passed since the Sect’s grand election.
By now, all the Outer Sect disciples had also settled down, each busy with their own chores every day.
After all, there wasn’t much activity in the latter half of the year, making the days somewhat dull.
After the only opportunity for advancement provided by the grand election was over, the days that remained could be seen in a single glance.
Guan Xiaoshun, who was quite talented with four segments of root bone, had barely touched the threshold of being promoted directly to the Inner Sect.
However, he failed in the second round of selection assessments, missing the chance to become an Inner Sect disciple.
He returned to his own room feeling dejected, and was downcast for several days.
But eventually, the young man rallied, came back to his senses, and even came over to help Li Muyang harvest the Spirit Rice
While helping with the harvest, the young man had a cheerful smile and an earnest gaze, and seemed completely unconcerned about failing the grand election.
He decided to diligently farm the spiritual fields and cultivate, willing to go wherever the path led him.
For a boy from a remote countryside, orphaned and poor, being able to enter the Refinement Demon Sect and be an Outer Sect disciple was already a great fortune.
Although he had lost an opportunity to advance further, it should not be demanded; one must learn to be content.
He said this with a serious look in his eyes.
Li Muyang greatly admired Guan Xiaoshun’s attitude and encouraged him with a few words as he smiled.
Then, he ended his work for the day.
On the night of the second day, as Guan Xiaoshun suddenly awoke from a deep sleep, he vaguely sensed some movement inside his room.
In the darkness, Guan Xiaoshun immediately rolled out of bed and rushed straight to his rice jar.
— Among the Outer Sect, thieves were not uncommon.
Some disciples from Outer Sect, cunning and deceitful, learned some despicable techniques and took action under the cover of night.
However, Guan Xiaoshun, a simple boy from the border town, thanks to his excellent Spirit Rice farming, earning plenty of Spirit Rice and Silver Coin, was considered an easy target by many in the Outer Sect.
Guan Xiaoshun was always cautious about thieves.
But when the boy took a knife and came to the corner of the house, he saw that his rice barrel hadn’t been stolen.
Instead, on the lid of the barrel, there was a dirty clay pot filled with clean rice grains.
Grain by grain the Spirit Rice was clear, faintly emitting a light fragrance, approximately about ten kilograms.
A simple note was stuck on the rice barrel.
“I admire your character. This rice is a gift to you. Should you have the chance in the future, please perform more good deeds and never forget your original aspirations”
The scruffy and messy handwriting seemed to come from an elder.
The person had silently slipped into his house, leaving behind the Spirit Rice and the note, and he had not noticed at all…
Guan Xiaoshun touched his neck subconsciously, his eyes filled with confusion.
“Admire my character? What is there to admire about me…”
The curious boy walked over to the rice barrel, pinched a grain of Spirit Rice, and gently chewed it in his mouth.
The next second, the boy’s eyes widened, filled with shock.
“It’s… It’s so full of Spiritual Energy!”
This was no ordinary Spirit Rice!
Guan Xiaoshun stared in astonishment at the pile of Spirit Rice on the barrel, instantly recognizing the extraordinariness of these grains.
Seemingly ordinary, yet the content of Spiritual Energy within it surpassed many of the top-grade Spirit Rice available in Yunxiao City.
Even among the top-grade, it was indeed of the highest quality.
And that nameless elder had gifted him at least ten kilograms of this top-grade Spirit Rice…
The boy from the border town fell silent for a moment, swiftly let go of the knife in his hand, and deeply bowed his head towards the rice barrel.
“Guan Xiaoshun will forever remember the great kindness of the elder!”
Regardless of who the person was, since such a precious gift had been delivered, the boy made a note of this kindness.
But to not forget his original aspirations and to perform more good deeds…
Guan Xiaoshun was somewhat skeptical.
Could it be that this elder was someone from the Path of Immortality? This style of speaking must belong to a sage of the Path of Immortality, right?
Had I unwittingly received favor from a sage of the Path of Immortality?
Guan Xiaoshun looked puzzled.
Meanwhile, under the moonlight at the gathering place of the Outer Sect, a shadow flashed by in an instant.
Its light yet eerie tracks were astoundingly fast, quickly reaching outside the small town and disappearing into the forest.
In this large settlement, none of the Outer Sect disciples noticed such an uninvited guest leaving.
It was only far away that Li Muyang finally stopped in the shadows.
He looked back at the lights below and breathed a sigh of relief.
He owed Guan Xiaoshun too many favors and had always wanted to repay them.
But now, obviously a pauper, he couldn’t expose something like top-grade Spirit Rice.
After much hesitation and weighing his options, Li Muyang decided to secretly gift Guan Xiaoshun some top-grade Spirit Rice under a concealed identity.
Ten kilograms of top-grade Spirit Rice was enough for the boy to eat for a long time, after all, not everyone had the enormous appetite of Li Muyang.
After delivering the Spirit Rice, Li Muyang took a long breath and returned to his small tile-roofed house.
With Guan Xiaoshun’s matter resolved, Li Muyang repaid the favor and felt a weight lifted from his heart, feeling much lighter overall.
Now he could finally immerse himself fully into the game.
In the dark, Li Muyang closed his eyes and opened the system.
But tonight, the game system revealed a new interface.
[New game detected — “Three Kingdoms: Demon Conquest”]
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