Gotten Without Any Effort

Li Wei volubly expressed his thoughts.

"Overseer Zhao, this waste pill chamber is at the bottom of Elixir Forging Peak, a filthy place no one ever goes to.

Elixir Forging Peak has Earth-Core Fire burning year-round beneath it for forging pills, but all the discarded pills are dumped down the back of the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain is a waste pill chamber used to clean up the discarded pills, collecting them all and throwing them into the Earth-Core Furnace to be burned.

That Earth-Core Fire contains fire poison, and the waste pill chamber is the closest place to the Earth-Core Fire, so handyman disciples are not allowed to stay there for more than half a year before being rotated out.

Sending this guy there, he'll suffer fire poison within a year and die of it, so why should we bother so much?

Perhaps he won't even make it to next year's outer sect assessment before dying in the waste pill chamber.

It's perfectly normal for someone to die in the waste pill chamber, who would hold us responsible?"

The more Zhao Erhu listened, the brighter the light in his eyes became.

He stood up and clapped his hands repeatedly, exclaiming, "Wonderful! Wonderful! How did you come up with this idea?"

"Hehe!" Li Wei scratched the back of his head, "There are plenty of ways to kill a person!"

Zhao Erhu's heart skipped a beat.

This kid!

Why does that sound so creepy!

Shen Fan, who had been pondering for a whole day, finally came up with an idea.

That was to use his Supreme-Grade Spirit Rice to strike a deal with Zhao Erhu.

But Supreme-Grade Spirit Rice was too incredible; bringing out too much of it would definitely attract attention.

So, Shen Fan thought about using one or two grains of spirit rice to strike a deal with him.

Unfortunately, the handful of spirit rice that Old Man Duan had given him had all been placed in the Treasure Gathering Universe Bowl and turned into Supreme-Grade Spirit Rice.

So now, he didn't have a single grain of ordinary White Jade Spirit Rice.

Otherwise, trading the handful of White Jade Spirit Rice that Old Man Duan had given him to Zhao Erhu would definitely be no problem.

Moreover, even if Zhao Erhu asked, he could explain the source of the spirit rice.

After all, the source of that spirit rice was perfectly legitimate, and no one would investigate it.

But now, while this Supreme-Grade Spirit Rice was precious, he wouldn't be able to explain its source if he was investigated.

After thinking it over, Shen Fan finally came up with an idea in his mind:

He would say that the spirit rice in his hand was dug out of his own spirit field.

After all, this was the place where spirit rice was grown, and even Zhao Erhu wouldn't know whether Supreme-Grade Spirit Rice had been grown here before.

He would just say that he had only dug up three to five grains from here, and now he was giving them all to him, Zhao Erhu would definitely agree without hesitation.

Thinking of this, Shen Fan immediately put down his hoe and prepared to go back to his room to get some spirit rice to trade with Zhao Erhu.

But just as he walked out of his spirit field, Li Wei came over.

"Shen Fan, Overseer Zhao wants to see you!"

Li Wei said with a smug look on his face.

Since handing over his five spirit fields to Shen Fan, he had more time to cultivate, and he was also complacent about his little cleverness.

So what if he was a handyman disciple? He was still doing well for himself.

Shen Fan frowned, somewhat puzzled.

He didn't know why Zhao Erhu wanted to see him; it didn't seem like there was anything going on.

Could it be that this guy was going to make trouble for him again?

But he already had fifteen spirit fields to cultivate; if he gave him any more work, he really wouldn't be able to finish it.

But even so, Shen Fan wasn't afraid.

If he couldn't finish it, he would just let all the spirit fields in his hands go to waste.

With such a heavy price to pay, Zhao Erhu would definitely be punished as well.

So he couldn't afford to bear the consequences, and neither could Zhao Erhu.

With these doubtful thoughts, Shen Fan arrived at Zhao Erhu's room.

Compared to Zhao Erhu's room, the place where Shen Fan and the others lived seemed much more shabby.

Zhao Erhu was the overseer of the handyman disciples' spirit fields, and his room had three courtyards and an independent yard.

At this time, Zhao Erhu was sitting in the gazebo in the courtyard, lying on a lounge chair and waving a fan.

Hearing footsteps, he squinted slightly and sized up the person coming.

Seeing that it was Shen Fan and Li Wei, he didn't rush to open his eyes.

As they approached, Li Wei spoke up, "Overseer Zhao, Shen Fan has been brought here."

After Li Wei finished speaking, Overseer Zhao continued to squint, and the atmosphere fell into an eerie silence.

After a brief silence, Zhao Erhu finally opened his eyes and said lazily:

"Shen Fan, you're currently planting and managing fifteen spirit fields in our spirit field area, which is quite a workload. You don't even have time to cultivate each day.

So, after thinking about it, I plan to transfer you away from the spirit field area, so you'll have more time to cultivate and strive to enter the outer sect next year.

You've been here for a few years, and I heard that next year is your last chance to enter the outer sect.

If you fail, will you be kicked out of our Heavenly Xuan Sect?"

Hearing this, Shen Fan's eyes widened instantly.

What's wrong with this Zhao Erhu?

A weasel offering New Year's greetings to a chicken—harboring ill intentions. How could he be so kind?

Could this be another trap set by Li Qingshan for him?

Is he trying to lure him somewhere else and then kill him in secret?

Thinking of this, Shen Fan immediately became nervous.

If that's the case, he would never leave the spirit field area, even if he was beaten to death.

Shen Fan asked nervously, "But... I'm just a handyman disciple. If I don't farm in the spirit field area, where can I go? If Overseer Zhao wants to kick me out of the Heavenly Xuan Sect, I'm afraid that's not in accordance with the rules!"

"Hey!"

Zhao Erhu said with an "amiable" look, "You've been in the Heavenly Xuan Sect for a few years, and even if you haven't made any contributions, you've still worked hard. You've planted thousands of pounds of spirit rice for the sect outside this spirit field. How could the sect kick you out?"

"Then..." Shen Fan asked warily.

"Although you are a good hand at farming, you only have one year left to break into the outer sect, so I thought about transferring you to a more relaxed handyman disciple job. What do you think?"

Shen Fan chuckled, "Where does Li Qingshan want to transfer me to?"

Zhao Erhu's face darkened: "How can you think of me like that? Am I that kind of person? Li Qingshan is an outer sect disciple, and there's nothing I can do. Actually, driving you away is also a kind of protection for you, you know? Once you leave, it has nothing to do with me anymore, and it won't be so easy for Li Qingshan to deal with you!"

Looking at Zhao Erhu's appearance, Shen Fan became even more curious.

He didn't believe that Zhao Erhu would be so kind.

"Then where are you going to transfer me to?"

Shen Fan asked curiously.

He had to know what Zhao Erhu's goal was, so he could find out their plan!

But Zhao Erhu's next words left Shen Fan completely dumbfounded.