What they did was the rough work outside the Spirit Fields: hauling water, replenishing water, filling soil, tending the mountain scenery, drawing upon Earth Qi to nourish the mountains... These mountain chores were rather trivial and scattered.
Although disciples tasked with caring for Spirit Plants had to master both the Water Condensation Art and the Rain Condensation Art, human strength eventually ran dry, and the Spiritual Power in one's dantian was not inexhaustible. One person usually had to tend a hundred Spirit Fields—watering them, clearing weeds, watching the changes in the weather, while also setting aside time each day to cultivate or practice spells.
It could not exactly be called leisurely, but with strongmen to help, things became much easier.
Moreover, hauling soil and mountain spring spirit water was itself a means for the strongmen to temper their bodies.
Some strongmen could also help attend to a cultivating steward's daily needs, such as meals and other trifles. However, Lu Qing had no need for that, so they continued their work as usual.
Only after Lu Qing left did those disciples relax slightly.
When Lu Qing returned, what he saw was still a scene of serene seclusion.
Along the way, he had also observed the peaks appearing near Sun-Moon Mountain. Setting aside the Jade Peaks he could vaguely make out, the more distant mountains each possessed their own majestic grandeur and lush beauty.
Lu Qing's plot lay at the easternmost edge.
The far east meant that, as Lu Qing gradually drew nearer, he sensed that when the sun stood high overhead, that vast and majestic aura of the Great Sun filled the firmament of the Nine Heavens before descending upon the earth and all living beings.
"What pure Great Sun aura."
Lu Qing praised it. The farther east he went, the