Chapter 22: Refining the Second-turn Rejuvenation Pill (1)
"Alright, it's getting late; time to go find the elders. Fusu, let's go," the man glanced at Jiang Tang, nodded slightly, and then turned to Hua Sheng.
Initially eager to ask more questions, Hua Sheng reluctantly left upon seeing this.
The Medicine Sect disciples, who had released Hua Qing with his mouth swollen from being beaten, followed the two and left.
Hua Qing, covering his mouth, glared furiously at the mocking Immortal Sect disciples surrounding him, and then stared venomously at Jiang Tang.
"You little brat, just don't let this young master encounter you outside!" Hua Qing spat out a threat, quickly swallowed a pill, and left swiftly.
Jiang Tang shrugged his shoulders.
Somehow, he had garnered yet another wave of enmity.
"Disciple Jiang, with such talent, you should have been admitted into the Outer Sect, or even the Inner Sect. As your senior brother, I am proud to see you bringing glory to our sect. Still, I must remind you," the duty disciple dropped his previous disdain and spoke to Jiang Tang earnestly,
"One shouldn't be too ostentatious. When it's time to lay low, you must lay low. I won't publicize today's events to save you trouble; making a fuss will only attract problems, so take care of yourself."
Then he patted Jiang's shoulder and left to return to his own courtyard after his shift ended.
Jiang Tang looked bewildered.
He hadn't been showy at all.
Well then, better to check on the spirit plants in the space.
Jiang Tang returned to his courtyard.
The moment he stepped into the small fenced yard, he hesitated, then scattered a circle of a low-grade sleeping drug outside before leisurely entering his house and securely fastening the door.
After hastily bathing and casually munching on two white buns, Jiang Tang sat cross-legged in meditation and entered the Spirit Field Space.
At that time, Eryao was hugging a hoe several times its own length, laboriously tilling the soil. Those little hands looked soft, but they held the hoe steady.
Suddenly, Eryao's nostrils quivered and its eyes lit up.
Looking up, its gaze shone even brighter.
"Daddy!"
Eryao immediately threw away the hoe and flew into Jiang Tang's arms.
Feeling the warmth in his heart as Eryao clung to his arm and acted spoiled, Jiang Tang thought,
Perhaps Eryao would be one of the few friends, or even family, that he had in this world.
He rubbed Eryao's fluffy head and took out a handful of candy made from Spirit Grass from his Qiankun Bag, placing it in Eryao's arms: "Little kids need to sleep more; be good."
Eryao nodded obediently and took the pile of variously shaped candies back to its room.
Jiang Tang picked up the hoe, glanced at the third field where the fog had almost cleared, and then at his own Dantian, and couldn't help but sigh heavily.
When will I reach the Six Heavens, cultivation is so hard.
I really envy those transmigrated brothers who had a straight rise to power, unlike me, who has to honestly till the land, waiting to level up.
Sigh.
With another sigh, Jiang Tang stopped the unproductive thoughts and began to focus on plowing the land.
Niu, diligent as ever, saw his master working and didn't wait to be called; he harnessed himself to the plow and went to the second field, whose Spirit Plants Eryao had already harvested, to start plowing.
By channeling the Golden Body Spell and using the Spiritual Artifact for plowing, with Niu's help, Jiang Tang quickly sowed seeds in two fields within one and a half hours.
After sprinkling Spirit Water and watching the seeds sprout, Jiang Tang removed Niu's harness and smiled broadly.
All these, they are pure silver.
After adding superior Spirit Grass and Spirit Water to the cowshed and providing Eryao with fresh straw and cotton for its nest, Jiang Tang then exited the Spirit Field Space and continued his cultivation of the Golden Body Spell.
The moment he entered meditation, the Immeasurable Ancient Jade on his body began to emit and absorb spiritual energy from all directions like before, transforming it into the purest Spiritual Energy, flowing through every inch of Jiang Tang's veins.
In the blink of an eye, it was the next day at 9:00.
Jiang Tang slowly opened his eyes, revealing not a trace of fatigue but rather a clear and bright look.
The Golden Body Spell, perfected!
Not only that, but he had also managed to cultivate the Immortal Sect Spell to the Intermediate Realm along the way.
Quite impressive.
Jiang Tang rose from his bed in high spirits, casually washed up, and was ready to go see the Farm Manager to purchase a batch of high-quality seeds for storage. He had just stepped out the door when two Immortal Sect Disciples blocked his path.
"Is that Jiang Tang?" one Immortal Sect Disciple asked the other.
Is this... some kind of issue?
Jiang Tang frowned.
"It is him!" the other one, after comparing with the portrait in his hand, suddenly looked stern, "Take him!"
Upon saying that, the two simultaneously formed hand seals and attacked, turning Spiritual Power into ropes to bind Jiang Tang's hands firmly behind his back.
And so, Jiang Tang was bewilderedly taken to the Water Cloud Peak of the Immortal Sect.
In the Immortal Sect's general knowledge, the Sect Master divided it into twelve peaks, each governed by one of the twelve Elders.
Among them, Water Cloud Peak specialized in swordsmanship, mostly gathering female disciples, though occasionally male disciples were also initiated, primarily practicing Water Cloud Swordsmanship.
At that moment, inside the grand hall of Water Cloud Peak, stood a group of young men wearing golden robes and white peony medallions at their waists.
Of course, there were also several Inner Sect Disciples of Water Cloud Peak, and the middle-aged beautiful woman sitting above them in the grand hall.
This middle-aged beautiful woman was the Peak Master of Water Cloud Peak, Elder Liuyue.
At this time, Elder Liuyue was half-closing her eyes with a headache.
When would the disciples of the Medical Gate Hua Clan finally stop causing trouble?
Meanwhile, the Medicine Sect's disciples were also embroiled in internal strife.
Hua Sheng looked angrily at the calm-faced Hua Qing and asked coldly, "Hua Qing, why did you frame Jiang?"
"Young Master, I wouldn't dare to frame anyone!" Hua Qing bowed, and his righteous indignation made others subconsciously believe him.
Clenching his teeth, Hua Sheng was about to throw a punch when the man beside him patted his shoulder, "Fusu, a man should not get angry too easily. Have the magnanimity of a noble clan's son and don't stoop to a dog's level."
The speaker was Hua Jing, the man who had protected Hua Sheng yesterday. He was from the direct line of the Hua Clan, the eldest son of the Clan Leader.
Though Hua Jing had passed the age of thirty, he was still considered one of the younger generation of disciples because of his outstanding talent. He had held the position as the leading disciple of the Hua Clan's youth, never surpassed by anyone.
Because he and Hua Sheng were half-brothers with the same father, although not born of the principal wife, he received both the love of the Clan Leader and the admiration of the family.
It could be said that Hua Jing's words carried the same weight as Hua Sheng's.
Even more, his authority was subtly higher than Hua Sheng's.
However, Hua Sheng couldn't care less about all this.
He had always considered Hua Jing his closest brother, so the so-called power struggle meant nothing to him.
He never yearned for the title of Young Master; he was simply born into it.
Hearing Hua Jing speak, Hua Sheng took a moment to consider, then snorted coldly and said no more.
He deliberately turned his head away, refusing to give another glance.
Although Hua Qing was furious in his heart for being called a dog by Hua Jing, he could only suppress it and coldly smiled.
He was the one who had framed Jiang Tang. He wanted Jiang Tang to die without a place to be buried!
He deserved it for making him lose face!
Little did Hua Qing know, the smile on his face was clearly seen by Hua Jing.
As Hua Jing's eyes flickered, he gradually formed a plan in his mind.