The Way of the World (Bonus Chapter-Please Vote for Monthly Tickets)

Spring passed and autumn came.

For Fang Xi, that span of time was barely enough to raise the "He Transforms Himself Freely" technique from the entry level to the minor accomplishment stage.

But for low-level cultivators, it was another full cycle of the seasons.

Near Widow Liang's home, clusters of spirit rice in the Spirit Field bent low beneath their weight, their growth looking especially pleasing.

Even the Heavenly Brahma Gang Steward who had come to collect protection fees could not stop praising it.

He walked around the Spirit Field several times, lavishing praise. "Fine fields, fine harvest..."

There was a trace of emotion in his words.

Who would not rather farm and cultivate in peace than fight with their life hanging by a thread? Alas... this way of the world...

Widow Liang noticed that something was wrong with the Steward's expression and hurriedly said, "Once this concubine harvests the rice and returns Fellow Daoist Zhou and Fellow Daoist Fang's shares, I will naturally hand over half to the Gang..."

"Oh? Fellow Daoist Fang has a share in it too? That's something I've never known..."

The Steward stroked his two thin mustaches and smiled.

"Of course, of course!"

Widow Liang forced a smile, secretly making up her mind to send Fang Xi some new rice after the harvest.

Who would refuse spirit rice given away for free?

"Then that's good."

The Steward said no more about it. After inspecting the area for a while, he brought up another matter. "The city hasn't been peaceful lately... Another group of Rogue Cultivators fled here from the wilderness and formed some 'Righteousness Society.' Their greed is downright ugly. Although our Brahma Heaven Gang wishes to protect our neighbors in the eastern part of the city, there are limits to what we can cover.