The First Task

As the village chief, Du Liushui was naturally also troubled by this matter.

It wasn't so noticeable when the weather first warmed up, but recently, with the heat, the effect has become truly severe.

His eldest grandson's chubby face is a favorite target for mosquitoes, and it's already swollen with Dayi.

The little child naturally couldn't stand the torment of itchiness and kept trying to scratch, but the adults dared not let him. If the child's delicate face were scratched so roughly, it would break in no time.

I could only keep applying cool well water to his face with a handkerchief to relieve the itching.

But this year's mosquitoes are particularly fierce.

The cool water was completely ineffective, and the recurring itching returned like a tidal wave.

Changing handkerchiefs repeatedly to relieve the itch is nowhere near as fast as the mosquito bites.

If adults can tolerate it, how can a child possibly?

As a result, many families with young children simultaneously heard loud wailing cries.

It was heartbreaking; it was so poignant to hear.

The village chief's daughter-in-law couldn't bear to see her child crying so hard she couldn't breathe, so she carried the child and kept pacing back and forth.

But the yard was too small, and before she could shake off the mosquitoes on one side, she bumped into mosquitoes on the other side.

The village chief's daughter-in-law Madam Hu, then took the child and went out the door.

She walked so fast that the mosquitoes couldn't catch her.

A gentle breeze blew, and the little baby in her arms felt less itchy. The tiny body nestled against her mother, hiccuping as she cried.

Madam Hu walked along like the wind, swaying and coaxing.

After finally calming her youngest son down, she realized that she had unknowingly walked to the entrance of Peach Blossom Road at the foot of North Mountain.

She looked up and saw the bright, dazzling streetlamp that the immortal had placed at the edge of the mountain path not far ahead. She couldn't help but feel secretly annoyed.

I've accidentally wandered into the realm of immortals.

Just as she was about to turn and leave, she suddenly seemed to notice something and stared intently at the street lamp.

Under the bright moonlight, the streetlights, radiating a soft glow, stood quietly, bringing a sense of peace and coolness to the otherwise sweltering summer night.

Even the normally bothersome chirping of cicadas around us became long and peaceful.

However, these were not the points that Madam Hu noticed.

She simply noticed that there were no mosquitoes swarming around this streetlight!

This was something she had never seen before.

In her mind, summer lights were always surrounded by a dense swarm of mosquitoes.

Why is this fairy's lamp so magical? I didn't see a single mosquito!

Could it be that the fairy's streetlights can repel insects?

With this suspicion in mind, Madam Hu turned her head and glanced at her youngest son, who had fallen asleep on her shoulder.

She silently prayed, "Please forgive me, immortals," as she walked quietly toward the streetlight.

There was a small rock under the streetlight, just big enough to sit on.

After sitting for a few moments, Madam Hu noticed that no mosquitoes were swarming around her to bite her, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

She then changed her position, placing her youngest son on her lap and holding him horizontally. She then took out a few mint leaves she had picked earlier from her purse at her waist, crushed them in her hand to extract the juice, and carefully applied it to her youngest son's swollen face.

The next day, news that the street lamp below Lingxian Sect could repel mosquitoes spread like wildfire throughout Xiushui Village.

That very night, the people of Xiushui Village forgot all about their reverence for the immortals and led their children to hide around the streetlights, rubbing and applying various insect-repelling methods to their homes.

After all, these topical insect repellent methods are not effective for long, and it is really difficult to continue staying at home all the time.

So during this period before the rest, families in the village with children, wanting to spare their children from suffering, had no choice but to bother the immortal.

Even many wealthy families who moved in in the last two years couldn't resist coming along.

Although there were many people, the streetlights had a wide enough illumination range that it seemed there wouldn't be any mosquitoes within their reach.

This made people marvel at the wonder of the immortal's possessions.

It wasn't until late at night, when everyone was so tired they could barely keep their eyes open, that they finally went home to rest.

This commotion naturally couldn't be kept secret from the Lingxian Sect members on the mountain.

Just as village chief Du Liushui was about to use the Sound Transmission Talisman left to him by Lin Xiao to ask for help, he didn't expect that people from the Lingxian Sect had already come down.

Liu Yunan went directly to the village chief and told him that the villagers didn't need to worry about mosquitoes recently and could go to the streetlights at the foot of the mountain to avoid them.

They will try their best to resolve this issue for everyone.

Only then did Village Chief Du breathe a sigh of relief, and he quickly went door-to-door to inform everyone of the good news.

Two days passed in this way.

On the morning of the third day, Lingxian Sect sent someone down to tell the village chief that everyone should gather in front of the streetlights before sunset, and the sect would distribute mosquito repellent to everyone.

Meanwhile, on the Lingxian Sect's side...

Since learning a few days ago that the villagers at the foot of the mountain were suffering from a surge in mosquitoes, everyone in the Lingxian Sect took it very seriously. Sun Yigao, Mo Yuanjiao, and others immediately stopped what they were doing and began to study the problem.

After successful research and several improvements, a mosquito repellent lamp oil that has excellent and long-lasting mosquito-repellent effects, without affecting the body, was born.

This mosquito coil oil can both repel mosquitoes and be used as a lamp.

A small spoonful of lamp oil could keep the lamp burning all summer long.

Sun Yigao and his team made dozens of barrels of mosquito-repellent lamp oil.

However, most of the medicinal materials used are not very expensive.

One of them used a flower from Senior Liao's garden— the Green Ke Bud.

Green Ke Bud are precious, but fortunately, the amount used is not large.

These dozens of buckets only used a few flowers, and although the yield of Green Ke Bud is not high, using a few flowers is not a major problem, so Liao Pantu didn't feel too bad about it.

Once the lamp oil is ready, someone needs to go down the mountain to distribute it to the villagers.

Liu Yunan did a rough calculation and then divided the task into several parts, which were then posted on the task notice board in the General Affairs Hall.

Furthermore, since this mission takes place at the foot of the mountain, he will also go down with him. Therefore, although it is a mission outside the sect, it is noted that new disciples can accept it.

Bai Zhu, who would come to the General Affairs Hall every day to report to Liu Yunan on the construction progress of their new disciples and some trivial emergencies, was the first to see this newly released mission to go down the mountain.

He was also the first disciple of the sect to accept the mission.

Perhaps to give the new disciples a greater sense of involvement in the sect, and to let them experience the sect's philosophy of helping mortals, the elders of the Lingxian Sect tacitly refrained from accepting this task, leaving it for the new disciples.

After accepting the mission and returning to their lodging area, Bai Zhu told everyone about it.

Before long, the new disciples flocked to the General Affairs Hall.