"Really?"
Hearing that Gu Mo was willing to use Water Spirit Rice as paynt, Chu Feifei's heart pounded with excitent. This was a treasure that couldn't be bought with spirit stones alone. Apart from exchanging sect contributions for a small amount, there were almost no other ways to obtain it.
The Water Spirit Rice produced by the Spirit Plant Hall was almost entirely reserved by the inner sect disciples, leaving no chance for the servant disciples. Even outer sect disciples found it difficult to acquire without leveraging certain connections.
"Of course!"
Gu Mo nodded. What was extrely precious to others was nothing special to him. He didn't need Water Spirit Rice to enhance his cultivation. As for its effects in nourishing the ridians and body, it couldn't possibly be stronger than his perfected-level Cleaning Technique.
At most, he would keep so to try its flavor.
With Gu Mo's promise, Chu Feifei imdiately retrieved the formation plate buried in the spiritual field. She then took out various tools and focused entirely on repairing it for Gu Mo.
anwhile, Yao Shifeng had returned to the mission hall of Talisman Peak.
"Senior Brother Yao!"
As soon as Yao Shifeng arrived, several servant disciples eagerly approached him. If Gu Mo and his group were the team Yao Shifeng had built in the servant disciples' area, then these disciples were the ones he had recruited on Talisman Peak.
His purpose for forming a second team was clear—gathering investnts. On the surface, Gu Mo and the others believed he only had the 100 spirit stones they provided, but in reality, Yao Shifeng had financial support from both teams. This allowed his cultivation speed to soar.
Moreover, his Talisman Peak team helped him complete daily tasks, allowing him to focus entirely on cultivation. The tasks he had fallen behind on due to the recent gathering? He simply had others handle them.
Taking the blank talismans handed to him by a servant disciple, Yao Shifeng submitted his daily task and then led his team away from the mission hall.
Since he benefited from this arrangent, he naturally had to give sothing in return. However, his contributions were guidance in cultivation and talisman-making—an invaluable resource for newly recruited servant disciples.
Having a senior brother willing to ntor them, these new disciples naturally chose to follow Yao Shifeng.
Their confidence in him only grew when he broke through to the second level of Qi Refinent. Many were now convinced that following him would lead to a promising future.
"Everyone, I have gained sudden insights today. Let's talk after I exit seclusion." Yao Shifeng clasped his hands in farewell. He needed to absorb his insights quickly—missing this opportunity would be a great loss.
"No problem, Senior Brother Yao! Your cultivation is more important!" The servant disciples responded hastily.
After bidding them farewell, Yao Shifeng returned to his residence, took out a pill, and swallowed it. A surge of violent dicinal power erupted, turning his face pale.
To accelerate his cultivation, he had purchased an extrely potent pill from a rogue cultivator in the market. Though cheap and several tis stronger than regular pills, its violent nature damaged the ridians.
ridian damage was no small matter—it weakened a cultivator's foundation.
For example, Yao Shifeng had reached the second level of Qi Refinent in just two years thanks to this pill, but the price was his injured ridians, reducing his spiritual power to only 90% of an average Qi Refinent Level Two cultivator.
And that was with relatively minor damage. If he continued using such pills, his ridians would deteriorate further. Even if he reached Qi Refinent Level Three, his spiritual power would only be 70-80% of the norm.
Yet, he chose to persist. He refused to remain a re servant disciple. He wanted to break free from his lowly status and prove his strength to everyone.
Only by growing stronger could he obtain more resources—he could worry about repairing his ridians later.
Taking a deep breath, Yao Shifeng suppressed the pain from his battered ridians and focused on cultivating.
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"Phew, it's done!"
Chu Feifei wiped the sweat from her forehead and handed the repaired formation plate to Gu Mo. Taking it, Gu Mo buried it back in the spiritual field and activated it.
First, the illusion formation was triggered, covering the field in a hazy mist. Then, the defensive formation on the plate activated, forming a thin, translucent barrier over the field.
Though it appeared fragile, this barrier could withstand attacks from late-stage Qi Refinent cultivators. While it would consu all its spirit stone energy after a few hits, its defensive capability was undeniable.
Against early-to-mid Qi Refinent cultivators, it could last even longer. If Gu Mo replaced the spirit stones in ti, he could keep intruders at bay indefinitely.
"Miss Chu, your craftsmanship is truly impressive."
After testing the formation's effects, Gu Mo nodded in satisfaction. "Once the Water Spirit Rice is ready, I'll set aside a few pounds for you."
"It's a deal!"
Chu Feifei bead. This was the first ti she had earned a fortune using her own skills. Though Gu Mo had provided significant help, even sponsoring her, it still filled her with pride. After all, this ant she could rely on herself to obtain cultivation resources in the future.
With her work complete, Chu Feifei departed. She had her own tasks to complete and couldn't stay too long. Servant disciples were bound by strict quotas and had to finish daily assignnts—unlike outer sect disciples, who had more freedom.
Gu Mo, anwhile, resud his routine of farming, cultivating, and exploring the Black Mist Space.
Now that his spiritual field had an additional layer of protection, he planned to increase his Sunflowers from 10 to 15. Currently, his existing 10 sunflowers could gather enough Solar Essence for a single flower in five days, and this ti fra would only shorten as he planted more.
While Gu Mo quietly trained in his spiritual field, a piece of news spread rapidly among the sect's servant disciples.
The Sect Master's newly accepted personal disciple, a genius with superior spiritual roots, was recruiting a few retinue mbers from the servant disciples to assist with daily affairs.
This revelation ignited a frenzy.
It was common for inner sect disciples to recruit retinue mbers—handling mundane tasks for them allowed the disciples to focus entirely on cultivation. Wasting precious cultivation ti on trivial matters was an unacceptable loss.
Becoming a retinue mber for an inner sect disciple was an imnse opportunity for most servant disciples.
Even many outer sect disciples were eager to compete.
For them, serving an ordinary inner sect disciple might not be too enticing—but serving the Sect Master's personal disciple? That was an entirely different story.
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