Chapter 44: My Herb Field!

Li Guang returned with Ximen the Fatty. Ximen the Fatty did not change into his new clothes and carefully put them away at home. Jiang Taixuan did not ask about it either, as long as they were bought satisfactorily.

They purchased thirty grains of Crystal Rice seeds and planted five each under the three Divine Demon Trees.

Crystal Rice seeds were very expensive, costing ten silver coins per grain, and they were extremely difficult to cultivate. They required a Herb Field rich in Primeval Qi and meticulous care to possibly survive.

The yield of Crystal Rice was also very low; producing thirty grains per stalk was considered a high yield.

However, Jiang Taixuan was not worried. With the Divine Demon Trees present, the yield of this Crystal Rice would be quite pleasing.

The meals for the Gods and Demons were settled. The three Gods and Demons settled down, no longer demanding food, and returned to their usual seriousness.

Li Guang, however, upon hearing of the arrival of the Clear Moon Academy Enforcement Hall, suggested attacking Clear Moon Academy, ensuring no survivors.

Jiang Taixuan did not dare let them go. Clear Moon Academy was not full of people who wanted trouble with him; many students were innocent. Besides, the mission was to strike at Clear Moon Academy, not to destroy it.

After calming the Gods and Demons, Jiang Taixuan pondered how to accomplish the mission.

Striking at Clear Moon Academy and making outsiders believe the Divine Devil Dojo was stronger than Clear Moon Academy was simple, but the degree of completion needed consideration.

Otherwise, without Divine Demon Nutrient Solution, even if he received a Divine Devil Seed, he could not grow it.

“It’s good that this time there’s no time limit; I can take it slow.” Jiang Taixuan looked at the sky; it was already dark. He closed the door to sleep, deciding to think about it tomorrow.

The night passed without incident. Jiang Taixuan opened the Dojo’s door and continued his business.

Ximen the Fatty cooked on time. Surprisingly, this time Ximen the Fatty had no injuries at all; perhaps Wu Song had vented his anger.

After the meal, the three Gods and Demons hung on the trees. Jiang Taixuan and Ximen the Fatty chatted idly.

“Brother Xuan, are we really not running away?” Ximen the Fatty was still full of worry inside. Clear Moon Academy was too powerful; he was afraid they would be killed any moment.

Jiang Taixuan glanced at the fatty and shook his head without speaking.

“Brother Xuan, why won’t you let me wear the clothes you bought for me?” Ximen the Fatty asked again. He had wanted to wear the clothes bought yesterday but was stopped by Jiang Taixuan, who said the time was not right.

“The time is not right. You can wear them the day after tomorrow.” Jiang Taixuan said mysteriously.

Ximen the Fatty did not understand why it had to be the day after tomorrow. Unfortunately, Jiang Taixuan would not say.

“Today is the duel between Wang Mingming and Xiao Cheng. It should end soon.” Jiang Taixuan blinked, looking at the information on the Celestial Network.

The three-day ban on speaking had not yet ended, and there were no orders on the Celestial Network.

Tap-tap!

Footsteps approached. Jiang Taixuan perked up and quickly stood up, but the next moment, his face turned cold. Ahead, a middle-aged man in a black robe strode over quickly, a crescent moon on his chest standing out prominently.

“Steward Zhang.” Jiang Taixuan’s expression was indifferent, with no hint of welcome.

The person before him was a steward of Clear Moon Academy, responsible for managing the Herb Fields and collecting medicinal herbs.

“Jiang Taixuan.” Steward Zhang looked at Jiang Taixuan, his eyes narrowing slightly, gleaming with a sharp light. “Have you gathered the medicinal herbs?”

“Medicinal herbs…” Ximen the Fatty trembled. Recently, being with Jiang Taixuan, he had no time to tend the Herb Field. It was overgrown with weeds, and the medicinal herbs were spoiled.

Jiang Taixuan glanced at Steward Zhang indifferently and said calmly, “Steward, wait a moment. I will fetch them now.”

It seemed Steward Zhang did not yet know about the death of the three Enforcement Hall members and the crippling of Yu Qing and Yu Ming. Stewards like him were often on the move outside and rarely returned to the academy.

Jiang Taixuan entered the Dojo and took out fifteen medicinal herbs. These were the fifteen herbs uprooted yesterday when planting Crystal Rice. Although not fully mature, they were several times better than ordinary herbs.

Steward Zhang took the herbs and frowned slightly. These were clearly immature herbs. Just as he was about to get angry, the rich spiritual energy within the herbs startled him. “These are third-grade herbs? They’re not mature yet. If matured, they would definitely be fourth-grade, even fifth-grade.”

Jiang Taixuan’s expression remained indifferent. Martial Arts had nine stages, and medicinal herbs had nine grades. His barren Herb Field could hardly grow even first-grade herbs. Now, the immature herbs he presented were third-grade!

Ximen the Fatty was also startled. Brother Xuan’s Herb Field actually grew third-grade herbs, and they reached third-grade even when immature!

“Your Herb Field?” Steward Zhang’s eyes flashed with a sharp light. Could it be that there was something precious in the Herb Field promoting herb growth? But why had this not happened before?

“My Herb Field is my business. These herbs are the share for both me and Ximen. Steward Zhang, is there something wrong?” Jiang Taixuan looked directly at Steward Zhang.

“The Herb Field was allocated to you, but I want to see it.”

As soon as Steward Zhang finished speaking, he walked directly toward the Herb Field.

“Steward Zhang, since you know the Herb Field was allocated to me, and I have provided enough herbs, you should be satisfied.” Jiang Taixuan’s figure flickered, blocking the path.

Steward Zhang’s face changed. With his Martial Arts Ninth Stage cultivation, he had not noticed how Jiang Taixuan appeared in front of him.

Wasn’t this person a good-for-nothing? How could his speed be so fast?

“Fine, I was too curious. Farewell.” Steward Zhang chuckled softly and turned to leave.

A grade-less barren Herb Field producing third-grade herbs was strange enough. A good-for-nothing also becoming unfathomable—there was definitely a big secret here.

This matter must be reported to Clear Moon Academy. If a great treasure could be obtained, he would also have merit, and then there would be hope of entering the Innate Realm.

Watching Steward Zhang leave, Jiang Taixuan frowned slightly, his face somewhat unpleasant. He finally understood why the System issued the mission to protect the Herb Field while striking at Clear Moon Academy.

Basically, every discarded disciple of Clear Moon Academy could get a piece of Herb Field, of course, only those without power or influence. Those with money and influence would never come to tend Herb Fields.

When the Herb Fields were allocated, they became the disciples’. They only needed to hand in a few qualified medicinal herbs each month. However, this was only a verbal allocation; the land deed was still in Clear Moon Academy’s hands.

Through proper means, Clear Moon Academy could still reclaim the Herb Field.

Jiang Taixuan pondered: should he take the initiative or wait for Clear Moon Academy to act?

While Jiang Taixuan was deep in thought, a familiar gentle voice came: “Field Master, I’m here.”

Jiang Taixuan looked up at the newcomer, Tang Yuelu. At this moment, Tang Yuelu looked at him somewhat uneasily, as if looking at a top-tier great figure.

“Miss Tang, congratulations on advancing to the Innate Realm.” Jiang Taixuan smiled. Tang Yuelu had become an Innate Realm expert.

“I must thank the Field Master.” Tang Yuelu was not as relaxed and carefree as before.

The more she understood the Divine Devil Dojo, the more she realized how terrifying this place was. Any Martial Artist who entered here wanted to take everything inside.

She had the same thought, but she had no money.

What kind of terrifying existence could sell Gods and Demons? Tang Yuelu did not know before. Now, she saw it, especially after breaking through to the Innate Realm. Looking at Jiang Taixuan again, she felt a sense of terror.

More importantly, she logged into the Celestial Network and saw the Divine Devil Dojo there, along with their titles: Godfiend Taoist Patriarch, Godfiend Wu Song, Godfiend Li Guang, and another Godfiend Li Yuanba!

To use Gods and Demons as names without backlash from the Celestial Network, and to also sell God and Demon Bloodlines here—clearly, these people were not ordinary. At the very least, they were like her, possessing Divine Blood or Divine Body, or Divine-level Cultivation Methods.

Had she not seen Ximen the Fatty, with his Top Grade Bloodline, now only doing odd jobs?

“What would Miss Tang like to buy this time?”

“Field Master, please call me Yuelu. I came to look at the Turntable this time.” Tang Yuelu touched her purse; she did not have much money left and could only rely on luck.

“Then Yuelu, help yourself.” Jiang Taixuan glanced at the Turntable; the reward was good, a Divine Level palm technique.

“Yuelu, if you have the chance, introduce some customers to me. I’ll give you a discounted price, how about that?” Jiang Taixuan said.

“How much of a discount?” Tang Yuelu became interested instantly.

“Zero point five percent.” Jiang Taixuan held up one finger, then folded half of it back.

Tang Yuelu rolled her eyes, losing the mood to chat with him.

Such a small discount—what was the use? Moreover, the fewer people who knew about this place, the better. If everyone became a genius, wouldn’t my God and Demon Bloodline become common?

Jiang Taixuan shrugged and logged onto the Celestial Network to browse.