Chapter 485

Chapter 485: The Fallen Genius

However, given the distance between the two sects, this Transmission would take two days to reach.

Just as Ji Yang prepared to process all the seeds, a paper crane at his waist suddenly shone with a faint light.

Ji Yang was taken aback; what was this thing for?

But he quickly remembered that it was a communication artifact left for him by Ye Wuchen.

It seemed that Master had been wandering outside for a year and was still safe.

Ji Yang infused it with his spiritual power, and a light curtain instantly lit up above the paper crane, revealing rows of characters:

"My disciple Ji Yang:

Seeing this letter is like meeting face to face, hope your heart is at ease.

While traveling outside, I encountered a secret realm. Inside, there are chaotic demon beasts; slay them!

If there are still demon beasts lurking, be cautious; should you encounter any, you can eliminate them for me…"

…

After Ji Yang finished reading, a hint of concern flashed across his brow.

The letter was brief, informing Ji Yang that Ye Wuchen had slain some demon beasts but had not finished them off completely, allowing some to escape. He told Ji Yang to be careful and to eliminate any he might encounter.

What are demon beasts? It is said that they are fierce creatures commonly found in the Ancient Times, always feeding on spiritual energy, with cultivators being their favored prey.

These demon beasts are powerful and possess many extraordinary talents.

Today, the Cultivation World has not heard of demon beasts, but ancient texts record quite a bit of information about them.

He did not know where Master had encountered them; any demon beast that could escape Ye Wuchen’s grasp must not be a regular one. If he met one, he wondered if he could handle it.

But Ji Yang quickly returned to his senses; he was in the He Dao Sect, farming, so he should be safe, right?

If he ran into them, he wouldn’t mind taking action, but for now, his priority was still farming.

Ji Yang initially intended to reply with the paper crane, but then realized it was a one-way communication; he could only helplessly put it away and continue processing the seeds of spiritual grains.

Two days later, in a tower of the Heaven Demon Sect, a woman’s face turned red, her chest heaving with anger.

“Damn Ji Yang! I’ll make sure to poison you!”

Ren Yuning stepped out of her spiritual field and immediately sent several Transmissions, instructing her subordinates to find more potent poisons, as well as some spiritual plants or spiritual grains.

After completing all this, Ren Yuning looked back at the spiritual field she had opened after returning to the sect and let out a cold snort:

“Everything is a lie!”

She had been planting for over a year but had seen no advancement in her cultivation level.

If she kept studying, she might as well become a High-Level Spirit Plant farmer.

At Jingtan Peak, Ji Yang had already planted all the new seeds of spiritual grains and continued his previous stable life.

Every day he weeded, caught pests, walked his dog, and harvested Light Points and essence of the Way from the spiritual field.

In an instant, two more years passed.

Now, it had been over three years since Ji Yang returned to the Peak.

In the first year, Ji Yang had gained considerable fame in the sect, as he had managed to survive coming out of the Ancient Realm of Yuan Kong and advanced to the Golden Core Stage.

No matter if it was strength, luck, or talent, Ji Yang ranked at the top.

However, as news of Ye Wuchen leaving the sect spread, along with some truths, Ji Yang’s reputation within the sect gradually began to decline.

Talent was certainly important, but if one could not break through to the Nascent Soul Stage, no amount of talent would be of any help.

Afterward, rumors circulated in the sect that Ji Yang had become disheartened, quietly farming at Jingtan Peak to live out his remaining days.

Many cultivators did not believe this news and personally went to the edge of Jingtan Peak to check.

When they saw Ji Yang bending over and quietly weeding in his spiritual field, they finally had no doubts.

As the news spread, some felt regret, others joy, and some sympathized with Ji Yang.

Many cultivators visited Ji Yang at Jingtan Peak, trying to persuade him to revive his spirit and not lose hope.

Among them were those who had previously received kindness from Ji Yang, like He Feng and Ruan Yong’an, as well as practitioners whom Ji Yang had defeated using his Heart Sword divine ability, such as Kong Bai, Cai Jing, and Wuzhen, who claimed to have reached the Third Slash Realm, along with various cultivators he met in Feng Ling Valley and the spiritual herb garden…

There was also Cui, who visited and brought many spiritual plants and spiritual grains, claiming they were from the earlier secret realm, just exchanged for these things.

Ji Yang naturally accepted them without hesitation; although many of the spiritual grains overlapped with those Tai Jin had previously given, a number of high-level spiritual plants were still quite good.

As for their comfort, Ji Yang nodded but did not say much. When everyone left, he did not forget to give them some spiritual grains.

However, Ji Yang’s demeanor appeared to others as if he had given up on the cultivation path.

After expressing their regret, the others spoke no more. If Peak Master Ye could not solve the problem, what could they do?

They could only watch a genius fall before their eyes, which deeply affected them, leading to self-reflections on the importance of cherishing the present and striving for higher realms.

In the first year, there were many visitors among the cultivators. In the second year, the numbers decreased significantly. By the third year, Jingtan Peak had regained its former quietness, with only occasional visitors.

Those included Wuzhen, He Feng, and Cui.

Without the brilliance of genius, Ji Yang was now just a disciple of Jingtan Peak.

As people came and went, the warmth faded away.

However, as long as Peak Master Ye remained, Ji Yang’s status was still not that of an ordinary disciple.

Ji Yang showed no signs of this; it was simply human nature.

With no visitors, his quiet farming life continued undisturbed, and as for his empty reputation, it was not something Ji Yang valued anymore.

One morning, Ji Yang frowned, staring blankly ahead, though his eyes lacked focus.

In front of him, unseen by others, Ji Yang silently examined his current attribute panel:

【Name: Ji Yang】

【Age: 23】

【Realm: Late Void Refinement Stage】

【Techniques: Feather Transformation Ascension Skill, Huang Ting Dao Jing, Xuantian Breathing Technique】

【Divine Abilities: Heart Sword, Sword Cultivation, Breathing Technique of All Things, Soldiers from Beans, Wandering Spirit Commanding Energy, Thunderous Power, You reap what you sow, Thousands of Sword Energies, Feather Transformation, Ji Light Protection Feathers】

【Cultivation: 4300/9999】

【Essence of War: 24.3%】

【Essence of the Sword: 10.5%】

【Time Essence: 1%】

【Available to Use】

【Status: Heaven’s Jealousy】

In three years, his cultivation points reached 4200, yet Ji Yang showed no joy on his face; it was the result of his daily efforts.

The reason Ji Yang frowned was precisely this cultivation point situation.

In the first year, the four top-tier spiritual plants could contribute four points of cultivation points daily.

However, by the middle of the second year, Ji Yang discovered that those four spiritual plants seemed to have been drained by him, with the Light Points reducing from one point a day to one point every other day, then every three days, and now it often took seven or eight days to earn one point.

Such a result was hard for Ji Yang to accept.

If it weren’t for the harvest of spiritual grains and his occasional alchemy, he might not even have reached four thousand points in cultivation.

At the current pace, he fearfully thought it would take ten more years to accumulate cultivation points to the upper limit.