"Hahaha!"
The moment Wang Chen finished speaking, before the middle-aged cultivator could answer, a burst of laughter suddenly rang out beside them.
The laughter was filled with mockery.
The two of them simultaneously turned toward its source.
Ten paces away stood a white-robed cultivator with a cheeky grin.
"Steward Gu, my apologies."
Seeing the displeased look on the middle-aged cultivator's face, the white-robed cultivator laughed. "I just found this newly arrived junior brother rather amusing and couldn't hold it in."
"Go, go, go!"
The middle-aged cultivator waved him away with a frown. "Don't make trouble if you've got nothing to do. If you do have business, wait until I'm finished first!"
"Sure thing~"
The white-robed cultivator left with a broad grin, utterly shameless in appearance.
"Don't mind that fellow."
Steward Gu turned serious as he addressed Wang Chen. "Are you really planning to become a spirit plant farmer?"
Naturally, the Inner Sect had farmers responsible for tending rice paddies, vegetable plots, medicinal fields, orchards, and the like.
But they were all professional spirit plant farmers. Very few Inner Sect Disciples were willing to enter this line of work.
Especially newly promoted disciples.
They had struggled and paid an enormous price to squeeze into the Inner Sect—not to toil in the fields doing backbreaking work!
The disciples of the Sunset Peak lineage mainly fell into two categories.
One comprised the children of great cultivation clans. Their talent was usually not particularly outstanding, and they relied on their families' power to enter in hopes of carving out a future on the path of cultivation, treating Sunset Peak as a stepping stone for advancement.
The other comprised Outer Sect disciples with outstanding talent, though not enough to be called geniuses.
They knew exactly what they wanted, and they worked far harder and more