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.
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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.
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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