Rising from Small Cloud Rain Technique

“Disciples in the late-stage Qi Refining are able to cultivate Spirit Fields significantly more than those in the early and mid-stages, and they create higher value.”

“Within ten years, I will allocate Foundation Establishment Spirit Farmers to cultivate the Yellow Sprout Rice and Ginseng Essence Pill’s medicinal herbs to support disciples’ cultivation.

I’ll personally plant the Foundation Establishment Pill’s herbs, achieve results first, and then request the sect to supply a certain proportion of top-grade talent disciples to the Agricultural Hall…”

Ji An briefly explained his idea, observing the other party’s reaction.

Lin Mao nodded continuously, saying:

“As long as we can endure through the difficult period after disciples break through to the Foundation Establishment Stage, the order of the Agricultural Hall will be established. I think it’s feasible.”

Once the order is established, all it requires is a steady accumulation.

The only original obstacle was the Foundation Establishment Spirit Farmers’ reluctance to plant Yellow Sprout Rice and other spirit plants, but since the Hall Master personally plants the herbs related to Foundation Establishment Pills, the resistance will be much less.

Ji An showed a slight smile at the corner of his mouth and said:

“You can find the opportunity to inform others; I plan to start implementing this next year.

By the way, where is the medicinal garden closest to Ningcui Cliff that plants Foundation Establishment Pill herbs?”

“It’s twenty-some miles northwest at Wo Hu Mountain, currently overseen by Hall Master Kong.”

“Next year, I will take over this medicinal garden.”

…

Diligence Hall.

Zhang Zizhao read through the Communication Golden Sword’s message and his face darkened.

He immediately summoned the Vice Hall Master and said gravely:

“The Spirit Fields in the northern region of the sect are suffering from pest damage, similar to the incidents in Luofeng Valley from previous years.

Go check it out, collect samples, and teleport to Cyan Cloud Immortal City, liaise with cultivators from Luofeng Valley.”

Since several sects withdrew from Mingfeng Mountain, they established a Teleportation Array in the Immortal City.

The Three Sects’ mountain gates connect to form a triangle, and Cyan Cloud Immortal City’s location happens to be at the center of the triangle.

In some respects, the Immortal City is the center of the Western Continent.

“As you command, I will depart immediately.”

…

Pu Yun Mountain.

A grey eagle screeched and then dove down.

The cultivator raised his arm, letting it land on it.

This eagle was just an ordinary beast, yet precisely because of its ordinariness, it went unnoticed by those intent on finding information, capable of monitoring much intelligence.

The cultivator communicated spiritually with the eagle through a Blood Contract, his face growing increasingly grim.

He fished out a blood-soaked strip of meat, two fingers wide and half a foot long, from his Storage Bag, tossing it into the air.

The eagle took flight to peck at it, while he hurried to his Grotto Mansion.

Chen Xingzhou was leisurely drinking, the liquor red as blood.

He heavily put down the cup and said coldly:

“What kind of improper behavior is this, all flustered and hurried!”

He had always instructed family disciples to act stably.

This incoming family member was favored by him and transformed into a Demon Cultivator, absolutely trusted.

“Speak, what’s the matter?”

“Fourteenth Uncle, all the Demon Insects sent to the Golden Spirit Sect have been killed.”

“What did you say?!”

Chen Xingzhou abruptly stood up, his voice full of panic.

“According to my Beast Taming reports, the Demon Insects were killed by the Golden Spirit Sect’s cultivators.”

Chen Xingzhou’s heart was in turmoil, how was this possible! Master Xiong Ba had clearly said that this type of Demon Insect caused immense destruction at Luofeng Valley last time.

The cultivators had little way to cope with it, ultimately resorting to burning spirit plants to curb the spread of the pest disaster.

“What method did they use to solve the problem?”

“The eagle is just a beast, its intelligence is limited; it only saw golden light flash, further details I couldn’t extract.”

A violent emotion surged within Chen Xingzhou’s heart, and he contemplated striking down the clan member before him.

He took a few deep breaths and waved his hand with closed eyes:

“You may leave.”

Concerned he would act impulsively, he was left with a throbbing headache, unsure how to report back to Xiong Ba.

After pondering for a moment, Chen Xingzhou walked out of the Grotto Mansion, rode the Flying Shuttle to the back mountain.

The matter had spiraled beyond his control, whatever the consequences, he had to report quickly.

The Flying Shuttle landed at the entrance of the Grotto Mansion originally belonging to Chen Daochang, and Chen Xingzhou loudly stated:

“Master, I have urgent matters to report.”

“Come in.”

Entering the Grotto Mansion, he saw Xiong Ba sitting disheveled and could faintly hear the sound of a woman crying inside the mansion.

He hurriedly lowered his head and recounted the information he received.

“What?!”

Xiong Ba’s hair and beard stood erect, his anger boiling.

He stretched out his palm leaf fan-like massive hand and gripped Chen Xingzhou’s neck, lifting him.

“Fool, how did you mess this up!”

Master Cyan Dragon had repeatedly instructed for matters to be handled splendidly; this was critical for the next steps of the Celestial Demon Alliance, not tolerating errors.

Chen Xingzhou’s feet dangled; the other’s mighty hand clamped down on his throat, making it impossible to breathe.

Xiong Ba’s eyes showed a vicious gleam, intending to increase the force to end his life.

Yet recalling that the other still had value, even killing him would be of no benefit, ultimately he didn’t act.

He loosened his grip, dropping Chen Xingzhou to the ground.

“Explain clearly, what exactly happened.”

Coughing violently, Chen Xingzhou recounted the received information, adding:

“I only know that the cultivator used some Magic Technique; more specific details remain unknown.”

His heart filled with resentment, just now having sensed the other’s killing intent, but dared not show it, maintaining a visage of respect.

He had successfully deployed the Demon Insects, the subsequent developments were beyond his control.

The appearance of a cultivator able to swiftly kill the Demon Insects at the Golden Spirit Sect, the blame wasn’t on him.

Xiong Ba squinted menacingly, saying viciously:

“Depict the appearance of that cultivator, I want him added to the Celestial Demon Alliance’s assassination list, immediately!”

Change here necessitates prompt reporting to Master Cyan Dragon.

“Yes, Master, please wait.”

Chen Xingzhou turned to leave, eyes flashing with venomous color.

“Hold on.”

The call from behind startled Chen Xingzhou; he immediately donned a respectful expression, turned, and said:

“Does Master have further instructions?”

Xiong Ba patted his shoulder lightly, saying:

“Master Cyan Dragon’s instructions linger in my mind; after hearing bad news, too anxious, you weren’t harmed, right?”

“No, I fully understand Master’s feelings.”

Chen Xingzhou slightly raised his head, forcing a smile.

“Good, go then, the blame lies with that cultivator resolving the Demon Insect problem.”

Xiong Ba tried to display a cordial smile; supervising the Demon Insect deployment, he undertook personally.

Such key matters, trusting Chen Xingzhou to act alone was improbable.

Returning to the front mountain, Chen Xingzhou found the monitoring eagle, directly Soul Searching its memory, imprinting the cultivator’s visage on a Jade Slip like a multidimensional image.

He glared coldly at the image, fury igniting within, the Nameless Karmic Fire burning wildly.

The recollection of this appearance was deeply etched, it was precisely this person who seized control over his responsibilities at Red Flame Peak, stalling him for ten years!

Recalling Xiong Ba’s words, a vicious smile curled his lips, “Ji An, prepare to die!”

He mounted the Flying Shuttle, soaring into the sky, heading towards the rear mountain.

…

Ji An reached out with Divine Sense, reading the information within the Communication Golden Sword.

Replies from Zhang Zizhao and Lin Jiuxiao endorsed his decision, with the Diligence Hall expressing approval and the Law Enforcement Hall pledging to increase patrol frequency, dispatching cultivators for night patrols.

He relaxed, regardless of the enemy, he would respond with consistency.

Ji An once again Calmed the Spirit and Quietened the Mind, operating the Dharma Gate to open the Fire Mansion.

His heart lit up like furnace fire, faint golden vein patterns emerged, emanating warmth.

Two double hours passed, with the setting sun sinking, Ji An awoke promptly, clocking out.

Riding on Auspicious Cloud, he flew to the mountaintop, bid farewell to his master, and departed.

The Teleportation Array’s light flashed, returning him to Red Flame Peak.

After Qi Eating, he commenced magic techniques over the Spirit Field.

The Earth’s Veins trembled, nourishing profound Magic Intent steamed from the land.

Among Dragon’s Roars, green light shimmered overhead, various phenomena dazzlingly displayed.

Flashing thunderstorm clouds spread, with Spirit Rain like pearl drops cascading down, brimming with revitalizing Magic Intent.

Amid the mist, Ji An’s vision gradually blurred, then slowly cleared.

“Hmm?”

A doubt arose; he could clearly see the spirit plants stretching amidst the rain, unlike before where mist obscured the view like frosted glass.

’My eyes possess a miraculous effect!’