Chen Zhou

If others wanted him to handle such matters, they would surely have to spend Spirit Stones greasing palms up and down the line.

This was also one of the ways a Spirit Medicine Pavilion manager could skim some profit.

But if it was for his own friend, even if He Song had not asked, he would have handled it casually.

People were different from one another.

There was a distinction between closeness and distance.

The ways of the world.

Zhao Lin had always been quite skilled in such matters.

Now that he saw He Song thanking him, he naturally did not take this matter too seriously.

After confirming the location of his newly added Spirit Fields, He Song lingered in the Spirit Medicine Pavilion a while longer.

It was not until someone came to handle business that He Song took his leave.

As a manager of the Spirit Medicine Pavilion, Zhao Lin had duties to fulfill while on shift today. It would not have been good to keep disturbing him.

Leaving the Spirit Medicine Pavilion.

After hesitating briefly, He Song soon returned to the location of his Spirit Fields.

Previously, He Song had only cast the Spirit Rain Technique over his original five mu of Spirit Fields. He had not known that he had already gained another two mu.

But now that He Song knew of it, he naturally would not let those two mu of Spirit Fields lie fallow.

Fortunately, those two mu had already been planted with Spirit Rice. He Song did not need to reclaim the land anew; he only needed to come every day and cast the Spirit Rain Technique.

Arriving at the Spirit Fields.

He Song swept his gaze around according to his memories and quickly located the newly added two mu of Spirit Fields.

Then, forming hand seals and casting his spell, he unleashed the Spirit Rain Technique. A spiritual rain cloud large enough to cover two mu of Spirit Fields immediately gathered above those newly added fields.

Drip, drip, drip~

As the Spirit Rain Technique took effect, fine threads of rain fell from the sky, continuously absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy and carrying it down with the rainwater into the Spirit Fields below.

Nourished by spiritual energy, the Spirit Rice grew even better, lush and flourishing, a delight to behold.

However, just as He Song cast the Spirit Rain Technique to water the two newly acquired mu of Spirit Fields.

A figure suddenly approached from afar and walked straight up to He Song.

"Fellow Daoist, I am Chen Zhou. May I ask if you are the new owner of these two mu of Spirit Fields?" Chen Zhou was thin and frail, his green robe hanging on him as though he might be blown over by a gust of wind.

He Song had noticed Chen Zhou early on, as he walked directly toward him.

Though the other man looked weak, it was obvious that he had come for He Song.

Now, hearing his words, an idea flashed through He Song's mind.

A glint of spiritual light flickered in his eyes, and He Song immediately understood.

This man was at the fourth level of Qi Refining, roughly equal to his own cultivation.

Both were at the fourth level of Qi Refining. Though he currently lacked means of self-protection, he carried several Thick Earth Talismans gifted by Zhao Lin, so he did not need to fear Chen Zhou suddenly attacking him.

Knowing there was little danger, He Song finally relaxed somewhat.

Though he had relaxed, the vigilance in his heart did not diminish in the slightest.

On the contrary, his fingers hidden within his sleeve had already pinched a Thick Earth Talisman.

Should anything go wrong, He Song could instantly activate the Thick Earth Talisman to protect himself.

"Yes. I am He Song. Having just broken through to the Qi Refining Middle Stage, I have newly received these two mu of Spirit Fields. Does Fellow Daoist have some matter to discuss?" Facing Chen Zhou's question, He Song openly admitted it.

Yet as he spoke, He Song felt that the name Chen Zhou sounded somewhat familiar.

As if he had seen it somewhere before.

After pondering for a moment, a trace of astonishment appeared in He Song's gaze as he looked at Chen Zhou.

He remembered.

Earlier.

When he and Zhao Lin had looked at the map in the Spirit Medicine Pavilion, he had seen a name on it: Chen Zhou.

At the time, He Song had lamented that after many people broke through to the Qi Refining Middle Stage, their newly acquired Spirit Fields would be elsewhere. They had to travel to two places every day and cast the Spirit Rain Technique twice, which was quite troublesome.

And now, the man whose name he had glimpsed by chance had appeared before him so quickly.

If He Song remembered correctly.

The reason he had noticed Chen Zhou's name back then was because Chen Zhou's Spirit Fields had been right beside his own.

In other words, the two newly acquired mu of Spirit Fields were very likely two mu that Zhao Lin had forcibly taken from Chen Zhou and assigned to He Song.

Meanwhile, Chen Zhou's newly acquired two mu of Spirit Fields had been arranged elsewhere.

It could be said that Chen Zhou was the only victim in all of this.

This.

Thinking of this, He Song felt speechless. He did not even know what to say, and could only stand where he was, silently casting the Spirit Rain Technique as he waited for Chen Zhou's next words.

No wonder Chen Zhou had walked straight toward him the moment he saw him.

No wonder Chen Zhou seemed to have been waiting here all along.

No wonder Chen Zhou had immediately asked whether he was the new owner of these two mu of Spirit Fields.

His fields had been taken away, and now he had come to seek him out.

For a moment, He Song's heart was a jumble of emotions.

He had not expected it.

He had become the "villain" in someone else's eyes as well.

"Fellow Daoist He, these two mu of Spirit Fields once belonged to me. I boldly ask whether you might be willing to exchange them with me. I also have two mu of Spirit Fields elsewhere." Chen Zhou clasped his hands toward He Song as he spoke, then took ten Spirit Stones from his pocket.

The ten gleaming Spirit Stones shone especially brightly beneath the sunlight.

At a single glance, He Song's eyes were nearly drawn away by the ten Spirit Stones before him.

However, when Chen Zhou handed the ten Spirit Stones to He Song and He Song finished hearing what he had said, He Song's expression quickly turned serious.

His hand seals remained unchanged, but his body shifted a little to one side.

Ten Spirit Stones were not a small amount.

They could rent a room in the Immortal Market for a month.

But for a Qi Refining Middle Stage cultivator like He Song, ten Spirit Stones were pitifully few.

He Song only needed one year to earn ninety Spirit Stones from the Spirit Fields under his management.

Moreover, if he agreed to exchange them, He Song would have to travel to two places every day and cast the Spirit Rain Technique twice from then on.

The time he spent dealing with Spirit Field matters would certainly increase drastically.

As a result, the time He Song could devote to cultivation would surely decrease.

Trading so much time for ten Spirit Stones did not seem worthwhile to He Song.

Beyond that, he had only received this division of Spirit Fields because he had accepted Zhao Lin's favor.

Was Zhao Lin's effort worth only ten Spirit Stones?

If Zhao Lin learned that he had exchanged them with someone for ten Spirit Stones, what would he think?

Now.

Chen Zhou before him had merely produced ten Spirit Stones and wanted to exchange for these two mu of Spirit Fields.

No matter how one looked at it, Chen Zhou truly thought too little of He Song, a Qi Refining Middle Stage cultivator, and the price of Zhao Lin's favor.

"There is no need for the Spirit Stones. If you wish to exchange them, go find the manager of the Spirit Medicine Pavilion yourself. If he says to exchange them, then I will." He Song's expression turned cold as he directly refused.

After saying that, He Song did not forget to add another warning.

"I forgot to tell you: the manager of the Spirit Medicine Pavilion is my friend. When you go, remember to weigh your words carefully."