After bidding farewell to Han Kang, Lin Mo left the sect's main hall and headed straight back to the Elders' Court.
In the courtyard, Qin Sang Sang was sweeping with a broom and dustpan. Lin's Father and Lin's Mother had somehow acquired a pile of spirit rice, laid a blanket on the ground, and spread the rice over it to dry.
Lin Mo could tell at a glance that this spirit rice came from eighth-grade spirit plants, cultivated by the Azure Cloud Sect's Service Hall disciples specifically for the Inner Sect's consumption.
"Ah, Senior Brother Lin, you're back!"
Seeing Lin Mo enter, Qin Sang Sang's face lit up with delight, and she hurried forward to greet him.
Lin's Father and Lin's Mother waved happily at him. After exchanging greetings, they went back to tending the spirit rice on the ground.
"Where did this come from?"
Lin Mo pointed at the spirit rice and smiled. "Our sect keeps an extremely strict watch over its spirit plants. Even destroying them is handled by specially assigned personnel."
"Let me guess... Lü Di, Elder Lü?"
After reaching Foundation Establishment, Lin Mo had taken the position of Service Hall Master. He rarely concerned himself with its affairs, leaving Deputy Hall Master Lü Di to manage them.
Who besides Lü Di had that much authority?
His parents were used to village life and felt restless when they had too much idle time. This spirit rice gave them something to do-someone had clearly gone to painstaking lengths to cater to their interests.
"N-no, it wasn't."
Qin Sang Sang's little face reddened as she said softly, "When your parents chatted, they often reminisced about their life in the village. Sometimes they missed the rice growing in their fields, too."
"I... I wanted to make them happy, so I