Chapter 43
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Chapter 43: Feng Ling Valley
“I told you, this junior brother cannot possibly be a spy for the Demonic Sect! Our He Dao Sect is always fair, so everyone should stop making random guesses!”
“Junior brother, it seemed like you were the loudest just now!”
“Don’t slander good people! I will report you to the Law Enforcement Hall!”
“It really was you who was the loudest!”
Listening to the explanations from others, Ji Yang did not care at all.
He Feng and his companions, seeing that Ji Yang was not falsely accused, happily said:
“Congratulations, Junior Brother Ji!”
However, upon hearing that Ji Yang had just left the mine and entered Feng Ling Valley, they couldn’t help but offer some consolation:
“Junior brother, don’t worry too much about going to Feng Ling Valley; it’s actually much easier there than mining! At least you won’t have to worry about food!”
“Junior brother, when you go out, if you get bullied in the sect, just endure it for now. In a year, the senior brothers will come out to support you!”
“Thank you, senior brothers.”
Their reminders piqued Ji Yang’s interest in Feng Ling Valley. Having farmed for over ten years, he considered himself quite experienced and thought there shouldn’t be too many issues.
However, when he heard the last sentence, Ji Yang felt a bit confused.
But Ji Yang didn’t delve too deeply; after expressing his gratitude, he handed over all the Ziying ore he had mined to them.
These ores belonged to the sect and could not be taken away anyway. Besides, there was no use for him to keep them, so it was better to leave them for his companions as part of their daily tasks.
They accepted Ji Yang’s storage bag without much concern and repeatedly reminded him to avoid any conflicts with the other junior brothers once he served his punishment. He must wait for them to come out.
Ji Yang nodded repeatedly, and finally, under Elder Lu’s personal escort, he took a flying boat and left the familiar Ziying Mine once again.
Looking back at the seemingly shorter Ziying Mine with an ache in his heart, Ji Yang promised:
“I will definitely return!”
“Don’t come back! If you come again, I won’t have to be this steward anymore,” Elder Lu said, watching Ji Yang’s reluctant expression, sighing to himself.
Compared to the surprise Ji Yang had brought the first time and the shock the second time, Elder Lu felt that stability was better.
The mine was a good place, and he could often pick up scrap material. If Ji Yang were brushed off, how could he break through to the Nascent Soul Stage?
Thinking of this, Elder Lu quietly infused a bit of his mana into the flying boat, increasing its speed.
As for the mine, he didn’t need to worry too much. They could continue mining as before, but it would be like starting over. They would have to dig a new mine entrance for the disciples to rest.
Ji Yang on the flying boat planned to check what the purple Light points he had absorbed were. However, considering Elder Lu beside him, he didn’t rush to check. After all, he had already obtained them; could the items really escape?
“A spy for the Demonic Sect?”
At Ziying Mine, after hearing the previous speculation from the two elders, Fang Zhan’s eyes flickered with a glimmer of light.
Of course! If he was a spy from the Demonic Sect, he must have used special methods to hide his cultivation level, meaning his original strength was likely greater than what he displayed now.
In that case, it wouldn’t be strange if he lost to him; it wasn’t that he was too weak, but rather the enemy didn’t play fair!
However, after receiving confirmation from the headmaster, Fang Zhan’s expression dimmed again, and he felt somewhat ridiculous and bemused.
Ji Yang possesses the Talent Jealousy; how could he possibly be a spy for the Demonic Sect?
Moreover, his master is Peak Master Ye. If he were a spy, it would have been discovered long ago. What kind of spy would make such a grand entrance into the sect? In the past, most spies infiltrated as mere servants of the sect.
Fang Zhan, his confusion fading, wore a bitter smile as his emotions stabilized and his reasoning became clearer.
Ji Yang is a genius, that much is true, but he does not seem to be useless either. He just experienced a failure; why should his confidence be shattered? Is he truly that weak?
Fang Zhan’s heart gradually found peace, but in that moment, he suddenly recalled Ji Yang’s sword from before, and understanding dawned in his eyes.
So that’s how it is?
When Fang Zhan emerged from his moment of realization, he no longer wore the earlier look of despair. Instead, his auras turned inward, and his eyes sparkled with reflection:
“No wonder he is a genius! I thought I was invincible among my peers, but it turns out I have much to learn!”
“I’m not as good as Junior Brother Ji!”
“This junior brother should get to mining now!”
A watching disciple said with a smile, which jolted Fang Zhan back to reality. He hurriedly picked up the iron pick from the ground:
“Okay.”
Watching Fang Zhan walk away, the guard disciple wore a look of disdain, thinking to himself how he was acting all profound as if he suddenly understood something.
“Wow! That’s an incredible amount!”
“How much ore did Junior Brother Ji actually mine?”
He Feng and the others exclaimed upon seeing the mountain of Ziying ore in the storage bag.
The ores in their hands could keep them from mining for days.
Reflecting on the mine tunnels Ji Yang had dug, they exchanged glances and suddenly felt they hadn’t unfairly judged Junior Brother Ji at all. They couldn’t deny that this recent collapse had something to do with him.
“Senior Brother Ruan, Senior Brother He, this seems to be a piece of supreme Ziying ore!”
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“We have arrived at Feng Ling Valley!”
On the flying boat, Elder Lu commented nostalgically, hinting that he had some stories to tell.
Ji Yang lacked the desire to explore and focused his gaze ahead on the flying boat.
What came into view was not a narrow valley as he had imagined.
Instead, it was an expansive plain, filled with countless varieties of spiritual grains and spiritual plants. At both ends of the plain stood two small hills. Was this really called a valley?
Ji Yang shook his head, dismissing his own naïve thoughts.
Feng Ling Valley is one of the most important places in the He Dao Sect, second only to the various mines and the Scripture Pavilion.
Although most high-level cultivators no longer consume ordinary spiritual grains, all cultivators (except Ji Yang) essentially practice from the Sensing stage on up. As long as Feng Ling Valley remains, the sect will not decline too much.
The spiritual grains and basic spiritual plants inside allow cultivators to rapidly advance through the Sensing stage to the Qi Refinement stage. This also represents the flourishing nature of the sect and the proportion of high-level cultivators.
The economic foundation determines the upper structure.
Looking at the vastness of Feng Ling Valley, it was clear this was one of the reasons for the He Dao Sect’s strength and significance.
The flying boat quickly landed in front of a simple wooden house, where a chubby middle-aged man stood quietly on the ground.
If it weren’t for Ji Yang’s keen eyesight, he would have thought this man was sitting down.
Ji Yang glanced at him twice but soon looked away, sensing that this man had a high cultivation level, even greater than Elder Lu.
“Tsk tsk tsk, isn’t that Elder Lu? What brings you to my Feng Ling Valley today?”
Seeing their expressions, it was evident that they were already acquainted and seemed to have a decent relationship.
“This is Elder Li, who is responsible for matters in Feng Ling Valley!”
“Oh, don’t say that! I can’t take all the credit; I’m just one of the stewards!”
“This disciple has come to serve a punishment here for three months and twenty-five days!”
“I have things to attend to, so I’ll take my leave. I’ll leave him in your hands! Next time, make sure to treat me to a meal!”
After Elder Lu spoke, he turned and flew away. The mine had just collapsed, and things were busy; now that he had delivered Ji Yang, he didn’t linger any longer.
