When Li Ye returned home, Zhao He's residence had already been built by the cultivators from the Hall of Affairs—an additional small gate had been opened in a corner of the courtyard, and another patch of land had been fenced off.
That was the advantage of having plenty of empty land nearby: it could be remodeled however one pleased. After all, farmers never complained about having too much land.
At some point, Zhao He had found a broom and was sweeping the fallen leaves from the courtyard, tidying everything up neatly. Only the area around the Bitter Spirit Gourd remained untouched.
Li Ye was very satisfied with this.
One must not foolishly assume they were cleaning and approach an unknown spirit plant.
Without sufficient ability, getting close to such things could very well lead to consequences beyond estimation.
"Immortal."
The moment Zhao He saw Li Ye, he immediately stood ramrod straight and took the initiative to say, "That Immortal Yang from the Hall of Affairs said it would cost ten Spirit Stones to build my residence."
"Oh, just give them to him when the time comes." Li Ye did not particularly care. The amount even seemed lower than he had expected.
"But where did you get that broom?"
The broom looked exquisitely made and was clearly not the same one from his own home.
"Immortal Yang gave it to me," Zhao He answered. "He also said I can go to the Hall of Affairs to learn some things, so I can better help you handle the many trivial matters."
"Do you think I should go?"
In the end, he still did not dare make the decision himself. Even though this was obviously a good opportunity, he did not dare agree to it on his own.
"Go, then."
"There are many