Star Sky Professional
Chapter 696 - 594: Fei Yong’s Dao Foundation

Chapter 696: Chapter 594: Fei Yong’s Dao Foundation

Qingyu Garden.

"This Qingyu grass needs the Spirit Rain Technique every three days for the buds to grow..."

"The young trees of the Trishan fruit are most susceptible to pests, you must check them every morning and evening, especially the backs of the leaves..."

In the new herbal field, Meng Tiandong was teaching a few young disciples farming experience.

Yu Santian and Hua Qing passed by with some worry that their jobs might be taken.

Fang Xing had brought over a rattan chair, lounged back on it, and even had a palm-leaf fan in hand.

These disciples of Qingmu Ridge, although highly cultivated, at least in the Post Realm of Qi sensing, had never done farm work.

At this moment, a young girl in red looked at her slim white fingers covered in soil, on the verge of tears.

She was a disciple of Sister Hong, named ’Dong Mei’er’. Lovely and charming, she caught the eyes not just of the young male disciples, but even Yu Santian stole a few glances.

"Uncle Fang..."

Dong Mei’er, unaware of when she approached Fang Xing, showed off her graceful figure: "Are you tired? I’ve learned a set of massage techniques, how about I try it on you?"

"There’s no need. Here, you don’t need to flatter me, but you still need to follow the rules. Since you are a Medicine Garden disciple, you have to work the fields. Or do you want to be sent back?"

Fang Xing glanced at Dong Mei’er and said indifferently.

"I wouldn’t dare, I’m willing to work."

Dong Mei’er, appearing as if about to cry, quietly returned to the field, causing nearby male disciples’ hearts to skip a beat, with a desire to protect her, wishing to finish their own work quickly to help her...

Fang Xing naturally paid no heed to such trivial matters.

’As they say, the cicada senses the autumn wind before it moves... there are many smart people in this world, but how many can truly avoid misfortune?’

’Fei Changnong dared to lay his plans a few years or even decades ahead, which shows he’s a smart man... Of course, it might end up being nothing. If these disciples are unlucky, at least they still contribute in the Medicine Garden, not much worse than other disciples...’

’It seems he has a sixty to seventy percent certainty.’

Fang Xing poured himself a cup of clear tea, not hurried at all.

After accepting these disciples, Fei Changnong also gave affirmative news.

The task of this Qingyu Garden was set a dozen years ago and has already been marked in the golden registry.

The golden registry was locked by the sect’s Yin God master, so no one can change it.

Or rather, those who could change it simply don’t care for such tasks.

Thus, Fang Xing took advantage of a favorable situation.

’Also... since Fei Changnong entrusted his disciples to me, does that mean he no longer harbors much suspicion towards me?’

’Indeed... which sect’s spy would get themselves transferred for a hundred years upon joining?’

Fang Xing leisurely took a sip of tea, ready to watch the changes in the situation unfold.

...

A few months later.

In the treehouse.

A paper crane wobbled as it flew in, caught by Fang Xing’s hand.

"Sister Hong? Inviting me to explore mysteries?"

Fang Xing thought for a moment, recently there hasn’t been any news of the Killing Life Sect and the great sects at odds, it seemed to be just a rumor, now debunked.

The few young disciples left in Qingyu Garden felt somewhat dissatisfied, privately seeking connections for a transfer.

Fang Xing was indifferent to it all, even secretly supportive.

After all, once they leave, there’d be fewer troubles, what’s not to like?

But after thinking it over, he declined.

"Sorry, I, as your junior brother, have important duties, it’s difficult for me to leave without permission..."

He said a few words to the paper crane, then with a flick of his sleeve, let it fly away.

Currently, he indeed needed to oversee the Medicine Garden, slowly maturing a batch of hundred-year-old spiritual medicine, accumulating merit contribution.

Of course, the bigger reason was... not wanting to go out!

For him, all those opportunities and encounters were truly insignificant.

Being able to cultivate steadily was enough to stand at the pinnacle of this world.

’Besides... both the righteous and wicked ten great sects are like strays, and the Outer World is but a barren land, what opportunities could there be?’

’If one fights to death over some Dao Foundation or Yin God master’s Cave Mansion, it would be missing the point entirely...’

Fang Xing closed his eyes and returned to his cultivation.

The paper crane flew some distance and arrived at Shennong Hall, picked up by a slender jade hand.

"Heh heh..."

Sister Hong chuckled: "Fei brother, it seems our Junior Brother Fang truly is someone dedicated to arduous cultivation."

"He did make a gain out of this..."

Fei Changnong, holding a cup of spiritual tea, said with no expression.

This invitation was both a test and a temptation.

If that Fang Xing could not endure the austere life, tempted by the joy of battle, adventure, and rich merit rewards... voluntarily gave up the Qingyu Garden task, wouldn’t it be a win-win?

"So many are eyeing the Qingyu Garden task, it seems the rumor of our sect preparing to go to war with Blood Shadow Sect is true after all..."

Sister Hong smiled: "Outsiders are still passing off the news as false, many are withdrawing their attention, in the end, won’t they be up in arms?"

"Truth within falsehood, falsehood within truth... who can say for sure?"

Fei Changnong sighed softly: "Now I truly admire that Junior Brother Fang, only those supremely wise or extremely foolish can remain unwavering... Only by remaining unwavering can one laugh last, otherwise swaying to and fro, it’s just a joke."

Sister Hong sighed: "With Junior Brother Fang over there, at least Mei’er and the others have a route of retreat, yet they still disdain the austerity... I’ve already chastised them thoroughly, ensuring they stay in Qingyu Garden, otherwise, when the real war starts, and the sect calls them up, they’ll be too late to cry."

...

Amid the hustle and bustle outside, Fang Xing paid no attention.

Instead, the disciples causing the most trouble in the valley quieted down, allowing him to sense a different kind of atmosphere.

Meanwhile, he had always been paying attention to the external prices.

From the rise and fall of large-scale materials needed for war, many things can be discerned.

For example... the sect’s upper echelon was always releasing both true and false information to disrupt the market.

’Looks like a conflict is still inevitable, but before that, they need to first manage the traveling merchants and hearts within their territories?’

Upon realizing this, Fang Xing kept an even lower profile.

One day.

A beam of light descended outside Qingyu Garden, revealing the figure of Fei Yong.

His aura was deep and accompanied by the aura of divine skills, evidently having established his Dao Foundation.

With the sect’s Dao Foundation disciple identity token, he smoothly entered the valley and arrived at Qingyu Garden.

"Oh?"

Upon landing, Fei Yong saw a disciple practicing Gang Qi.

Sizzle!

Each Gang Qi transformed into fine needles, piercing through beetle-shaped pests.

’This method of transforming Gang Qi into needles makes him a notable figure among the sect disciples, yet he’s here eradicating pests?’

Fei Yong was mildly surprised and saw Dong Mei’er in a red dress welcoming him.

Compared to before, she was more reserved, gracefully bowing and saying, "Dong Mei’er greets Uncle Master. May I ask..."

"I have just established my Dao Foundation, it’s understandable that you don’t recognize me... I’m here to find Senior Brother Fang."

Fei Yong spoke.

"Uncle Fang is always cultivating in the treehouse..."

Dong Mei’er, taking every opportunity to escape from chores, eagerly said, "Let me lead the way, Uncle."

"Hmm, that’s fine..."

Unaware of the details, Fei Yong noticed the meaningful glances the disciples cast at Dong Mei’er.

Following her, he soon reached the treehouse, respectfully saluting, "Fei Yong greets Senior Brother!"

Dong Mei’er observed the scene and thought to herself: ’It seems this newly established Dao Foundation holder is actually quite close with Uncle Fang Xing...’

"Come in."

With Fang Xing’s voice, the treehouse opened a passage on its own.

Fei Yong promptly entered.

Dong Mei’er was about to follow but saw the previously opened passage close, forcing her to return to farming with a bitter expression.

...

"Greetings, Senior Brother!"

Fei Yong saw Fang Xing wearing beast-skin clothes, not too surprised as he knew this elder preferred such attire, solemnly saluting.

"Hmm... You waited until now to establish your Dao Foundation, which is somewhat unexpected to me."

Fang Xing casually held a sapling of Evergreen Wood.

"One Dao Foundation Pill isn’t reliable, so I exchanged another Dao Foundation Spiritual Object in the sect... With the power of two spiritual objects, I barely managed to stabilize my foundation."

Fei Yong replied earnestly.

Always seeking steadiness, he now had the entire Fei Family’s support, accumulating over ten or twenty years, making the exchange for a Dao Foundation Spiritual Object not too difficult.

"That way... it is indeed stable."

Fang Xing nodded, suddenly noticing the black cloth strip on Fei Yong’s arm, stunned: "This is..."

"My grandmother’s health was poor to begin with, but after seeing me establish my Dao Foundation, she passed peacefully..."

Fei Yong’s eyes reddened.

"Song Yunqian has also left, huh..."

Fang Xing fell silent, deeply feeling the power of time: "Well then... the deceased are gone, it’s time to think more of the living. You’ve established your Dao Foundation now, I wonder if it’s a blessing or a curse."

"Hmm?"

Fei Yong was taken aback: "Does Senior Brother refer to the upcoming war between our sect and the Blood Shadow Sect? Isn’t it rumored outside that this is false? A batch of merchants who hoarded Magic Artifacts and Elixirs have already gone bankrupt, including the Luo Family from Poison Dragon Slope..."

"Lv Feng did that?!"

Fang Xing felt amused: "That truly aligns with his style, seeking petty gains over loyalty... but where there’s smoke, there’s fire."

"Where there’s smoke, there’s fire?"

Fei Yong thought about it, his expression changing instantly.

If the sect really goes to war with the Blood Shadow Sect, he, with his freshly established Dao Foundation power, would likely be recruited!

"Even if our Qingmu Ridge goes to war, it would be with the Corpse Chasing Sect... No, the Feijian Sect would handle the Corpse Chasing Sect..."

Fei Yong seemed to realize something, quickly breaking into a cold sweat: "The sect appears to be playing a grand strategic game. If I try to evade war, it could backfire. For now, I’ll handle things as they come..."

"Thinking this way makes you better than those caught in scheming."

Fang Xing said: "I can still take on one labor for Qi Sensing here. If you want to shelter a member of the Fei Family, you can send one over."

"Yes!"

Fei Yong stood up and saluted, genuinely convinced.

This Senior Brother Fang, never fighting for anything, always manages to benefit quietly, rising swiftly. Truly, he is blessed with great fortune!