My Daily Life of Farming in the World of Cultivation

With these thoughts, Fang Yun checked the spirit plants in the spirit field early the next day and then left the valley, heading down the mountain.

Although the sky was still dim, some spirit plant cultivators had already started working in the spirit fields along the way.

Some were casting the Spirit Rain Skill to water the spirit fields, others were taking advantage of the sky just brightening to weed.

Others lit smoke to fumigate and drive pests away from the spirit plants.

Looking at their busy appearances, there was no difference from ordinary mortals tending their fields.

Their methods were not much more advanced either.

Everyone was hoping that these spirit fields would produce some harvest to satisfy their cultivation needs.

From their spirits, one could tell that these spirit plant cultivators were simply the lowest existence in the Cultivation World.

Relying on the paltry harvest from the spirit fields to satisfy their cultivation was really too difficult.

Fortunately, he had a Golden Finger, which allowed him not to work so hard in the process of farming.

Otherwise, Fang Yun might have been one of them.

Even more likely, he would still be on Spirit Water Island, struggling to take care of those few spirit fields and desperately struggling in the first or second level of Qi Cultivation.

Thinking of this, Fang Yun shook his head and quickened his pace down the mountain.

Reaching the mountainside, the sky was now fully bright. At that time, from the direction of the market, a figure hurried along.

Seeing Fang Yun on the road, he immediately greeted, "Daoist Brother Fang Yun, it's you! Haven't seen you for a while. Are you planning to go to the market?"

"Been up in the mountain for a while and got a bit bored, so I wanted to go down for a visit.

Lin Brother, you seem to be in a hurry, where are you off to?"

Fang Yun watched Lin Yu approach, his steps hastened, but his face was ruddy and the corners of his mouth brimmed with an indelible smile.

It was evident that something joyful must have happened.

"Daoist Brother, you're not coming down the mountain for that reward, are you?

There's no need to hide such things. I'm heading down too, let's go together!"

Fang Yun's heart skipped a beat, a bad premonition rising within him. A reward?

Could it be?

It seems that what's coming is still coming!

"Reward? I've been clearing the spirit field these days and planting the first batch of spirit plants. I really haven't paid attention to the outside world!

What reward are you talking about, Lin Brother?"

Fang Yun asked calmly, feigning ignorance.

Lin Yu saw that Fang Yun seemed genuinely unaware of the matter.

He coughed lightly, adjusting his facial expression, containing the joy that was about to overflow.

Then he solemnly said, "Daoist Brother, since you're unaware of this, let me explain.

As you know, our Lin Family is a cultivation family with many cultivators.

Not only are there older cultivating seniors, but also a substantial number of young cultivators.

Just in our generation alone, there are over a dozen.

Among them, the most outstanding is our Lin Family's young Clan Leader, Lin Zhenfeng.

At a young age, he has already reached the sixth layer of Qi Cultivation.

He can be said to be the future hope of our Lin Family.

Unfortunately, he went out to sea a while ago to find a gift for our ancestor's longevity banquet.

He never returned, and not just him, the cultivators he brought along have disappeared without a trace.

It's possible they encountered powerful demon beasts at sea, or those vicious robbers.

So, our Lin Family has issued a reward to find clues about the disappearance of our young Clan Leader.

As long as someone can find useful clues, they can get 1,000 spirit stones and a magic artifact from our Lin Family.

If someone can find traces of our young Clan Leader, our Lin Family is willing to give 10,000 spirit stones and three magic artifacts.

The reward has been out for over ten days now, and many cultivators on the island have already gone out to sea."

Fang Yun's expression remained unchanged, having anticipated this matter in his heart.

The Lin Family scion he killed must have been that Lin Zhenfeng.

He just didn't expect that the Lin Family had yet to confirm Lin Zhenfeng's death.

It seems that the type of soul lamp mentioned in the legends doesn't exist in this Qi Cultivation family.

This made him breathe a sigh of relief. If such a secret technique didn't exist, then other even more mysterious methods of finding the perpetrator were likely not easy to implement.

With this in mind, he felt at ease.

As for the cultivators seeking outwards, Fang Yun had not taken them to heart.

Not to mention whether they could find the volcanic island, even if they did, any traces there had long been cleared by him.

Then they were burned over by volcanic lava.

Moreover, as an island without spiritual energy, it likely wouldn't draw anyone's attention.

After weighing the situation in his mind, feeling that he wouldn't be easily exposed, Fang Yun relaxed.

He looked up at Lin Yu, who was pretending to be sad, but whose mouth couldn't help but turn upwards.

A muscle twitched in Fang Yun's cheek; it seemed that there were quite a few grievances among the younger generation of the Lin Family.

At least the relationship between Lin Zhenfeng and Lin Yu wasn't good.

Otherwise, Lin Yu would not be wearing such an expression after his death.

"Lin Brother, I really didn't know about this, my condolences!

How does the Lin Family plan to handle this matter?"

Lin Yu put away the pretended sad expression on his face and then, while walking downward, said, "We'll have to see if the murderer can be found."