Time flies, a month passes in a blink of an eye.
Mirror Moon Lake.
In the medicinal field area, under the central second-tier Spirit Peach tree.
Ruan Xingling, dressed in a pink palace dress, caressed the ancient and quaint branches of the peach tree like a twisting dragon, her expression seemed to be reminiscing, nostalgic...
On the branches of the Spirit Peach tree, there were still several green peaches hanging, obviously not yet ripe.
"I remember... these peaches only bear fruit once every three years, the taste is sweet, but unfortunately, father didn't let me eat more, saying they should be saved for the children who will lay the foundation in the future. These peaches have a gentle spiritual power, absolutely no toxicity, they are the supreme treasure for laying the foundation... When Lu Zei rebelled back then, father clearly had the ability to destroy this tree, but he just couldn't bear to..."
Ruan Xingling muttered to herself, "Now... this spiritual plant will eventually return to my hands."
"Xingling, you endured humiliation and hardship, and finally avenged the great enmity. I am also very pleased."
An old man in a crane robe walked slowly towards her, surprisingly it was Feng Bai Meng.
He gently stroked his beard, his tone gentle, "Now in the alliance, you don't have to worry, with my face, that old wooden Daoist also has some connections. Your Ruan family is after all the rightful owner of Peach Blossom Island. Suppressing the rebels now, no one can say anything..."
"As for the nearby families, my Bai family and Mo family will naturally fully support you, after all, we are relatives... Lu Jingqing also knows this, and instead of befriending our two families, he tries to please that old monster from Golden Flame Island. But would that old monster from Golden Flame Island really oppose the three of our families for the sake of a dead person? Your position as the island master is stable, when will the ceremony for your inauguration as the island master be held? I will definitely have the restaurant prepare a heavy gift!"
Feng Bai Meng rambled on, saying a lot.
It seems that as people age, they become more talkative: "By the way, do you remember Man Lou? The little devil back then, now he has grown into a talented young man!"
"How can this spiritual land of Peach Blossom Island be easily given to outsiders? That old wooden Daoist can be excused, but the other three wandering cultivators are only in the middle stage of Qi Refining, and they have no connections or special skills..."
Ruan Xingling's expression was firm, "I have a plan for this matter, my Ruan family is short-handed and needs assistance!"
"Exactly!" Feng Bai Meng clapped his hands and smiled, "If you lack manpower, my Bai family and Mo family are here, we are all family, how could we harm you?"
"Alas... why do you all have to pressure me?" Ruan Xingling's face gradually hardened, "Since my great-grandfather came here, Xingling will make it clear... even if I have to marry in the future, I will never choose from the Mo family or the Feng family, after all, I am surnamed Ruan!"
"You..."
Feng Bai Meng's beard trembled slightly, but soon calmed down, sighing, "Alas... Yuan Zhan has a good daughter."
...
Fei Cui Cliff.
A group of mortals holding blueprints given by Fang Xi, were working hard on laying foundations, stacking bricks...
Fang Xi occasionally came to supervise, and they worked diligently, with humble and pleasing smiles, almost kneeling down.
Most of them were wearing worn-out clothes with many patches, looking thin and pale.
But even so, they seemed stronger than the common people of Yueguo.
Seeing this, Fang Xi could only secretly rejoice that he was not dressed as a rootless commoner without spiritual roots.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to get through the day.
He came to the spiritual field and started weeding, fertilizing...
Occasionally using his Spring Wind and Rain Technique and Gengjin Grass-Cutting Sword, he felt that his old skills were still there.
"Hoo..."
After finishing work on another acre of land, Fang Xi straightened his back and took a deep breath.
"Generally, a spiritual farmer can only work on three or four acres of land until they're exhausted."
"Now I have thirteen acres of land, under normal circumstances, I could hire several spiritual farmers and become a small landlord in the world of cultivation... then have a beautiful wife, maidservants, luxurious clothes and food, a grand mansion, how happy!"
"Fortunately, I am a body cultivator, I can handle it alone."
After some contemplation, Fang Xi continued to bend down and work.
According to the spiritual plant inheritance, after tending to the spiritual field, he could sow the seeds of Crimson Blood Spirit Rice.
This spirit rice would be sown in spring and harvested in autumn, requiring special spiritual water for irrigation, preferably mixed with some wild beast blood, with demonic beast blood being the best.
In this way, the harvested spirit rice would be full of vitality.
For other spiritual farmers, using demonic beast blood might be troublesome, but for Fang Xi, it was as easy as using ordinary spring water.
"Friend Fang, are you planting spirit rice?!"
Half an hour later, a large paper crane flew slowly and gracefully, and a person jumped down from it, it was the old wooden Daoist!
He greeted with a smile, but Fang Xi raised his head, "Friend Xiu Mu, are you here to urge the spirit stones? I've already said, once the spirit rice harvest is plentiful, I will return the spirit stones to you!"
"It's not about the twenty spirit stones..."
The old wooden Daoist quickly shook his head and looked towards the field, "Oh? Friend, are you planting Crimson Blood Spirit Rice? This kind of spirit rice doesn't sell for much... the local spiritual energy is insufficient, so I'm planting something that doesn't require much spiritual energy, to cultivate fertility first..."
Fang Xi jumped onto the edge of the field and rubbed his hands, "I wonder why you're here, what's the matter?"
"In three days, Ruan Fairy will be inaugurated as the island master," getting down to business, the old wooden Daoist's expression became serious, "I've come to deliver the invitation!"
"Mm!"
Fang Xi took the invitation, glanced at it, and casually put it into his storage bag, "Thank you, please tell her that I will definitely be there in three days!"
The old wooden Daoist was taken aback, this Fang Dao friend was quite sociable in the market, but why did he feel a bit distant after arriving at Peach Blossom Island?
After thinking for a moment, he still reminded, "This time, Ruan Fairy's inauguration ceremony, it is said that members of the Feng family and Mo family will also attend..."
"Oh!"
Fang Xi wanted to create a reclusive image, so he answered ambiguously.
The old wooden Daoist felt a bit anxious, so he straightforwardly said, "Now Ruan Fairy still values the four of us, but we are still living under someone else's roof. It's best for us to stick together, be united, and support each other, so we can help each other!"
Does this Fang Xi not understand even this bit?
"I see!"
Fang Xi nodded, then shook his head, "But I just want to focus on farming on Fei Cui Cliff, I really don't want to get involved in outside matters. Let's skip the proposal of mutual support..."
The old wooden Daoist was speechless for a while, and finally stomped his foot, turned around, and left.
...
Three days later.
By Mirror Moon Lake.
At the Ruan residence.
Nearby cultivators gathered together, sitting at more than a dozen tables.
Red silk was hung in the courtyard, making it look particularly festive.
The tables were filled with freshly picked spiritual fruits, pastries made from spirit rice, and tea served like flowing water.
Fang Xi casually picked a low-grade magical weapon from the spoils of war as a gift, and was seated at a table with Wei Yixin and his wife.
On the other hand, the old wooden Daoist, with his sleeves fluttering, went to act as a temporary host, treating the guests like a half-master of the house.
Occasionally, some cultivators saw Fang Xi and the others, their eyes filled with envy, jealousy... and even resentment!
"Ruan Fairy is not wise, why would she want to recruit these few wandering cultivators, I see their cultivation is only average..."
"Yes, even granting spiritual land, even if they are not up to standard, it is still a foundation! They are really lucky!"
What are wandering cultivators? They are like floating duckweed, having no fixed place, drifting with the wind, having no one to rely on... they are the lowest level in the cultivation world!
And with a piece of spiritual land, they would have a foundation to establish a family or sect.
Countless wandering cultivators hope for this their whole life!
However, they never see any hope.
Now seeing Fang Xi and the others successfully coming ashore, naturally, they were full of jealousy, even resentment!
"You guys don't understand, Ruan Fairy's move is quite clever."
A red-faced old cultivator took a sip of spiritual tea and began to speak, "Although she is a great expert in the late Qi Refining stage, she is only one person, so she gathers wandering cultivators without a foundation as wings, and brings in the power of her in-laws.
In this way, they balance each other internally and externally, ensuring temporary peace... and by promoting the cultivation of children with spiritual roots among the common people, granting them the Ruan surname, deeply rooted, this is the tripod of stability... in a few decades, when trusted cultivators grow up, this will be an iron-clad territory!"
Fang Xi's ears were more sensitive than Wei Yixin and his wife, and upon hearing this, he felt speechless.
To build a cultivation family, the road ahead was long and arduous.
"Friend Fang, please have some tea!"
Wei Yixin forced a stiff smile on his face, taking the initiative to mend relations with Fang Xi.
After being enlightened by his fellow cultivators in recent days, he had also come to realize this.
In the future, he would be a cultivator with a foundation, no longer needing to engage in battles, but still needing to maintain good relations with his neighbors.
This was beneficial and harmless!
Moreover, within Peach Blossom Island, it was not all calm and peaceful!
"Well, have you and your wife settled in the West Peak? What are your plans for the future?"
Fang Xi sipped his spiritual tea and casually asked.
"There are quite a few houses on the West Peak, a little renovation will make them livable..." This time it was Hua Chanjuan who took the initiative to speak, she smiled charmingly, full of vitality, her face filled with anticipation for the future, "There is also a sea of flowers, it looks beautiful... I will specialize in breeding Jade Bees, planning to raise more, so we can harvest spirit honey next year. As for me, who is used to wielding a knife and killing people, I can't even make a beehive properly, it looks crooked and ugly..."
"Now that we have spiritual land, we can save on future cultivation pills, buy more spiritual seeds. Friend, you are a spiritual plant husband, you must teach us how to farm well. I don't want to go back to the days of licking blood at the knife's edge, I'm planning to sell the magical weapons, buy some nice clothes..."
She chattered on for a while, and then invited, "I and the head of the family are planning to establish a family, called the 'Twin Wei Family', what do you think?"
"Why bring up such matters?" Wei Yixin's face turned red.
Fang Xi was taken aback, then looked at Hua Chanjuan's flat abdomen, feeling a bit speechless.
To establish a cultivation family, the other party still had a long way to go.
"White Feather Island's Feng Family Feng Manlou, Black Sand Island's Mo Family Mo Qingyu, come in!"
Outside the door, the vigorous voice of the old wooden Daoist resounded.
Most of the guests looked over, only to see two young cultivators, one in white and one in blue robes, walking in together, both handsome and elegant, exuding an air of grace, making people secretly admire.
"The Feng Family and Mo Family are shameless, aiming for a son-in-law, bah!"
Hua Chanjuan spat quietly, her face not looking good.
(End of this chapter)