Starting From A Fisherman To Cultivate Immortality And Live Forever

Chapter 74: The Happiest Day in Life!

"Science? What science!"

"This is clearly the Five Ghosts Transporting Method!"

Mr. Huang looked at the empty factory and thought about how all the bulk materials that had been transported by electric forklifts for a long time had disappeared.

The first thing that came to mind was not some hidden trick, but the infamous Five Ghosts Transporting Technique used when stealing things through unorthodox means!

There was no way around it, this was the style of the Rat Daoist. Even in the eyes of Mr. Huang and the other named disciples, it didn't raise their status.

Either he was with rats or with little ghosts.

It was only fitting for them to use such a shady technique like the Five Ghosts Transporting.

"Alright, stop shouting so loudly, we know about this."

Mr. Lu, the tycoon, spoke up to stop the shouting security captain.

The captain was also their own person, and he had been shouting mainly out of fear of taking the blame. As soon as he heard this, he immediately became obedient.

However, deep down, this captain, along with some of Mr. Huang's trusted subordinates, looked at Mr. Huang and the others' backs and felt that they had become mysterious and unfathomable.

And this sense of mystery was actually intentionally created by Mr. Huang and the others.

The art of manipulating people and pretending to be powerful, they were quite experienced in it.

On their path to success, they had used this trick countless times.

Moreover, now they were the only officially recognized named disciples who had inherited the legacy of the Rat Daoist, so it wasn't entirely a deception.

After confirming that the Rat Daoist had taken away the goods with his extraordinary abilities unknown to them, Mr. Huang and the others settled down and began to invest further in the city of Gade according to the agreed plan.

Trade companies related to various materials were registered one by one.

The mayor of Gade, who had participated in the ribbon-cutting ceremony, noticed something was amiss.

But after pinching the thick envelope of cash he had just received, he put on a plain and unassuming smile and signed in the agreement column of the document.

Those who invested in this remote place called Kenilworth, more or less, were attracted by the power struggles among various forces here. No one cared about anyone else, right?

In the eyes of the mayor, as long as these trade companies didn't involve illegal drugs and weapons, and only transported some medicinal materials, timber, and bulk goods, they were already rare and loyal companies!

So why bother with so much? Drive them away and wait to be torn apart by the opposition?

Of course, the mayor also guaranteed that he wouldn't take action against these Eastern investors.

If other forces came to ask for their information, as long as the price was right, the mayor would sell it without hesitation.

...

Su Ping returned to the cultivation world with a full load of goods.

And then, after only two days of peace, Su Ping received an urgent message from the immortal sect, asking them to strengthen the vigilance and patrols in their jurisdiction.

Especially, they were to pay attention to the traces of evil cultivators. Once discovered, they should report it immediately to receive rewards.

Su Ping keenly realized that the evil cultivators had done something big again.

Sure enough, in the afternoon, an urgent letter from a senior brother in the immortal sect arrived in Su Ping's hands.

Upon opening it, Su Ping found out that something big had happened in the Golden Sword City, which he had passed by on his way to the island.

After receiving the news, a junior brother from the inner sect led several elite disciples from the outer sect to ambush the evil cultivators in the Golden Sword City.

However, they were unexpectedly ambushed by the evil cultivators in the city!

After a great battle, the evil cultivators were annihilated.

But the junior brother from the inner sect was seriously injured, and all the outer sect disciples were killed.

It was heard that a large part of the city had been destroyed, and the number of casualties was uncountable!

Now, several compassionate individuals who had heard about this were rushing there in a hurry, seemingly to hold some kind of comforting ceremony!

"What a disaster."

"The anomaly I sensed last time, perhaps it was caused by that junior brother from the inner sect and his disciples?"

"But with such a commotion, it's estimated that it will take Golden Sword City one or two years to recover."

Su Ping shook his head slightly, feeling sorry for the unfortunate ones, while also feeling fortunate that he had passed through safely by being cautious!

Su Ping finished writing a thank-you letter to his senior brother and enclosed the urgent gratitude fee in the envelope.

Afterwards, Su Ping lost interest in cultivation and decided to take half a day off. He changed into casual clothes and headed to Jinque City.

At this time, the strongest scent in and around Jinque City was the smell of incense.

Prominent families had all brought sealing artifacts home to worship day and night.

Noble families even built temples and hired farmers to worship.

Now was the period of obsession after the religious ceremony. People didn't hesitate to use incense burners, so when walking on the streets, one could smell the faint scent of incense.

After strolling for a while, Su Ping realized that the novelty of this ancient city was quickly fading after accessing the information network from his hometown.

Even listening to music in the pavilion couldn't hold his interest anymore.

Unless it was a female cultivator with extraordinary skills performing, watching live performances couldn't compare to playing games in his hometown to relieve stress, in Su Ping's opinion.

Su Ping went to the City Lord's Mansion and informed the City Lord about the warning message from the Immortal Sect, handing over this heavy responsibility to him.

Feeling bored, Su Ping simply returned to his own pocket dimension and officially began his farming business.

Inside the pocket dimension, Su Ping stood next to the stone lion as the overall commander, carrying out the most important command operations.

As a staff member, Baihetongzi cultivated an acre of land according to Su Ping's requirements, and then divided it into different-sized sections.

Su Ping took out a storage bag and poured out the spiritual soil borrowed from the Nine Leaf Mountain Market.

Then, Su Ping carefully took out the medicinal materials offered by Huang Zong and the other five people.

Not trusting Baihetongzi, Su Ping personally selected some well-presented medicinal materials that had the potential to be cultivated again.

He waved his hand and sprayed spiritual water, then tore up a Wood Rejuvenation Talisman worth two spiritual stones and gave it to these medicinal materials before considering this experiment complete.

At the same time, Su Ping planted spiritual rice in another empty space.

The process was similar to the one with Zhou Xuanxia, but the biggest difference was that this time Su Ping used core agricultural technology from his hometown: fertilizer!

Agricultural production had completely different results with and without fertilizer.

Su Ping didn't know if this would work for the spiritual rice crops in the cultivation world.

Anyway, there was no harm in trying!

Thinking of spiritual rice reminded Su Ping of the spiritual grass that Zhou Xuanxia had cultivated during the assessment.

With a thought, Su Ping let Baihetongzi spread its wings and fly over.

At this time, Zhou Xuanxia had been staying in the backyard of the Moon-viewing Pavilion alone with a lynx for about ten days.

It had to be said that Zhou Xuanxia was a seed of cultivation. He refined pills, watered and fertilized every day, and then had three meals and three lessons.

Living in a thatched cottage, he could only eat dry food and drink cold water.

Yet, he was content and didn't feel the slightest hardship in his daily life.

"He understands cultivation," Su Ping silently commented, then looked at the two fields next to the thatched cottage.

At this time, the spiritual grass in the fields was growing quite well.

Su Ping compared it to his memory of the spiritual grass and the information in related books.

It seemed that this batch of spiritual grass hadn't grown crooked.

Instead, due to the dense spiritual energy in the pocket dimension and the absence of pests and diseases, both the quality and yield were two to three percent higher than those outside the ordinary market!

Su Ping nodded in satisfaction.

With a wave of his hand, he handed two small bags of spiritual rice seeds to Baihetongzi.

Su Ping planned to let Zhou Xuanxia harvest the spiritual grass and plant the spiritual rice as well.

This way, he could have a control group to see if fertilizer was really effective.

And Zhou Xuanxia, naturally, wouldn't refuse the task assigned by Baihetongzi.

In his opinion, this was another test given to him by the Immortal Sect's exile!

As long as he could continue cultivating, Zhou Xuanxia wouldn't be afraid no matter how many tests he faced.

For him, every day of farming and pill refining in the Immortal Sect's exile was the happiest day of his life!

(End of this chapter)