Good People!

"What?"

A scream rang out from Overseer Zhao's courtyard.

"The Waste Elixir Chamber?"

Shen Fan's mind completely crashed.

Before coming here, he had been thinking about how to use the Supreme-Grade Spirit Rice to trade with Zhao Erhu in exchange for a chance to go to the Waste Elixir Chamber.

He had never expected Zhao Erhu to summon him precisely to send him to the Waste Elixir Chamber.

But on second thought, Shen Fan immediately understood.

The Waste Elixir Chamber lay at the foot of Elixir Forging Peak, a desolate place with hardly a soul around, and it was easy to contract fire poison there.

This was practically an occupational hazard!

That was why the sect rotated people there every half year, yet not a single Miscellaneous Disciple wanted to go.

Thus, only one person stood guard there year-round.

It seemed Zhao Erhu planned to transfer him there, let him contract a whole body's worth of occupational ailments, and croak on the spot!

"What? You aren't willing?"

Zhao Erhu asked with some concern.

The Heavenly Xuan Sect was a renowned righteous sect, a model among immortal sects.

Its sect rules were therefore strict. Even assignments for Miscellaneous Disciples required the disciple's consent, unless too many people refused to go, in which case forced rotation would be required.

No one went to the Waste Elixir Chamber, so it had always used forced rotation. But it was not yet the Spirit Field's turn to send someone over!

Hearing Zhao Erhu's question, Shen Fan's eyes rolled. His chin trembled slightly as he grabbed Zhao Erhu's hands and said in a trembling voice, "Brother Zhao!"

Tears streamed down Shen Fan's face. He was so overcome with gratitude that he could barely contain himself.

"You've been far too good to me. I never expected you to withstand Li Qingshan's pressure and still protect me. How can I ever repay you?"

"Cough, cough!!"

Zhao Erhu gave a light cough, startled by the sudden outpouring of gratitude.

"It's only right, only right!"

"I've been here for five years. My wife ran off with another man, I was cuckolded, and they even wanted to kill me. With my Grade One Five-Element Spiritual Root, I'm afraid this is all my life will ever amount to. If not for your care, I'd probably have died long ago!"

Shen Fan turned his head and spoke in a trembling voice.

"In short, Brother Zhao's kindness will be engraved upon my heart. When I enter the outer sect someday, I will certainly repay your great kindness and virtue!"

"It was just a small effort, nothing more!"

Seeing Shen Fan like this, the last remnants of Zhao Erhu's conscience seemed to make him feel somewhat guilty.

Then he waved his hand and said,

"Go on, go on. I've prepared everything. Head straight to the Waste Elixir Chamber and report in!"

Seeing the token and transfer order Zhao Erhu handed over, Shen Fan quickly accepted them.

Then he took three steps back, clasped his fists, and bowed at the waist in one fluid motion.

"Take care, Brother Zhao!"

With that, he turned and left without the slightest hesitation.

He looked as though he feared the other man might regret it!

Watching Shen Fan's departing back, Zhao Erhu and Li Wei exchanged a smile.

Once Shen Fan had gone completely far away, laughter erupted in the courtyard.

"Haha... that idiot really thinks we're doing this for his own good!"

"Exactly! Does he not know people die in the Waste Elixir Chamber?"

"He probably doesn't, or he wouldn't have agreed so easily!"

"No matter what, this matter is finally settled. Even if Li Qingshan asks about it later, we'll have an explanation!"

"But... what about the remaining fifteen spirit fields after he leaves?"

"Of course you'll manage them!"

"Ah!!!"

After returning with his movement technique, Shen Fan packed up all his bedding and loaded his pots, bowls, and utensils into two large bundles.

Finally, he dug out all the Supreme-Grade Spirit Rice buried beneath the ground.

The instant the Supreme-Grade Spirit Rice saw the light of day, the entire room brimmed with spiritual energy.

"No, no! If I carry it out like this, it'll be discovered before I even leave the Spirit Field. Then I won't be able to clear my name even if I had a hundred mouths!"

Looking at the golden spirit rice, Shen Fan suddenly had no idea what to do.

Could he really just throw it away?

But right now, that seemed to be the only option!

Thinking this, Shen Fan set down his luggage, wrapped up the bowl of Supreme-Grade Spirit Rice, then carried a bucket of water out.

He soon arrived at the Spirit Field and followed the small path toward the mountain.

"What are you going up there for?"

Seeing Li Wei carrying a bucket and preparing to head up the mountain,

Li Wei, who had just come out from Zhao Erhu's place, asked dejectedly.

"I..."

Shen Fan immediately grew nervous.

That spirit rice was overflowing with spiritual energy. Could Li Wei have sensed it?

"Your spirit field is about to mature. You and Overseer Zhao have treated me so well, so I thought I'd water your fields for the next few days before leaving!"

"Good man!"

Li Wei's eyes immediately filled with tears. He came over and gripped Shen Fan's hand.

"Brother, to tell you the truth, I was the one who suggested sending you to the Waste Elixir Chamber! If I hadn't proposed it, how could you have gotten such a good job?"

A cold glint flashed through Shen Fan's eyes. "So you were the one who came up with it. But I still have to thank you!"

"So it was Brother who gave things that final push. Don't worry, before I leave, I'll make sure to take good care of your spirit fields too!"

With that, he carried the bucket up the mountain.

Watching Shen Fan leave, Li Wei shook his head and sneered. "Idiot. Sold off and still helping people count their money!"

After saying that, he turned and left humming a little tune.

Once Shen Fan reached the mountain, he immediately found a secluded spot and buried the spirit rice beneath an ordinary large tree.

After memorizing the location, he carried the water away.

Once he had dealt with Li Wei's spirit fields,

Shen Fan thought for a moment, then went to Old Man Duan's place.

Knock, knock, knock—!

Shen Fan knocked on Old Man Duan's door.

Yet after quite some time, it remained silent inside.

"Where did he go!"

Shen Fan muttered, then slipped a small note into the room.

It read: A drop of kindness should be repaid with a gushing spring. Beneath the seventh large tree by the mountain water source! —Old Man Duan, I'm going to the Waste Elixir Chamber. Come find me if you need anything!

Old Man Duan had given him a handful of spirit rice, on top of caring for him for the past three years. It was only right to give him this Supreme-Grade Spirit Rice!

After finishing all this, Shen Fan finally packed his belongings and left the Spirit Field.

The place he had painstakingly cultivated for three years.

Sure enough!

Just as he was preparing to leave the Spirit Field,

Zhao Erhu and the other guarding disciples of the Spirit Field stopped Shen Fan.

"Put everything down. Routine inspection!"

Zhao Erhu said flatly.

Yet to make Shen Fan feel more at ease about leaving,

he came to Shen Fan's side and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, it's just procedure. Work hard after you get there! Strive to enter the outer sect next year. Keep it up, I believe in you!"

"Thank you, Overseer Zhao!"

Shen Fan clasped his fists in thanks.

Seeing this, Zhao Erhu waved to the others. "We're all brothers here. Just take a look and that's enough!"

Though he said that, those men were like hunting dogs, practically wishing they could take every valuable thing from Shen Fan's luggage!

But when they saw nothing but pots, bowls, and utensils, disappointment immediately appeared on their faces.

What a perfect chance to extort some benefits!

Too bad he was a pauper!

Even so, before Shen Fan left, those fellows still took out some coarse rice and stuffed it into his luggage.

The instant he left the Spirit Field, Shen Fan finally let out a sigh of relief.

It seemed his worries had not been unnecessary. Those people had truly searched him for their own gain. If he had kept the spirit rice on him, wouldn't he have ended up without a single grain left?

And if the matter got exposed, he would have no way to explain himself.