That trace of aura was like spotting a Confucian scholar in a crowd. When the aura of plants could not be concealed or dispelled, it was easy to recognize.
"Are you a spirit plant master?"
"Perfect, perfect! We're desperately short of spirit plant masters here!"
"There are several spirit plant cultivation zones here lacking managing cultivators. Since you're at the Golden Core stage, Fellow Daoist, having you personally cultivate plants would be far too wasteful. You could just come to this Spirit Plant Garden instead. Would you be interested?"
The lean-faced young man before him saw the badge declaring Lu Qing's identity as a spirit plant master, and his eyes immediately shone brightly.
A whole barrage of words came crashing down in one go, delivered so smoothly that he did not stumble in the slightest.
It was as though he had already guessed what Lu Qing would be thinking next and was answering his questions in advance.
"Also, Fellow Daoist, our Spirit Plant Garden provides food and lodging. No spirit stones or spirit coins required!"
"There are still several spirit plant steward positions open here. Whichever one catches your eye, just tell me. I guarantee everything will go smoothly!"
Lu Qing noticed several disciples in the distance witnessing the scene, all revealing the same sympathetic, pitying looks.
They seemed to be saying: Look, another unlucky fellow is about to be sent to some godforsaken hole!
Lu Qing was very courteous and did not refuse outright.
Slow returns and long timeframes—those problems others spoke of did not exist for him at all.
The moment he heard that food and lodging were included, he was already somewhat tempted.
It was not that he was being unreasonable. The cheapest cave dwellings here cost ten spirit stones, which sounded rather cheap, did it not?