"Senior Brother Zhao actually sent Junior Brother Ye to Linglan?"

"Isn't this just sending him to feed the pigs?"

"What exactly is the grudge between Senior Brother Zhao and Junior Brother Ye? Why are they making things difficult for him again and again?"

"I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out."

Hearing the whispers around him, Ye Feng immediately understood what Zhao Yingjie was up to.

It seems Zhao Yingjie is planning to humiliate me!

However, Ye Feng had long since reached the state of being unmoved by honor or disgrace, so what difference would it make if he went to Linglan to feed the pigs?

Moreover, Ye Feng has already mastered the first two levels of the Spirit Water Cloud and Rain Technique through his cultivation at the Azure Cold Pool.

In that case, there is indeed no need to go to the cold, clear pool again.

"I wonder how much merit you get for the task of raising spirit animals in the Spirit Bar?" Ye Feng asked.

"It's even a little bit better than picking ice lotus seeds in the icy pool, junior brother," Zhao Yingjie said with a smile.

Wang Hongdong, who was standing nearby, quickly added, "Junior brother, I advise you not to be so picky. Senior Brother Zhao is so considerate of you; you should understand his good intentions!"

Ye Feng gave Zhao Yingjie and Wang Hongdong a deep look before finally saying, "Alright then, in that case, I thank you, Senior Brother Zhao."

"You're too kind. But time is precious, Junior Brother Ye, you should hurry up and head to Linglan. Don't dawdle here." Zhao Yingjie waved his hand and said.

Ye Feng didn't linger in the Good Deeds Hall any longer, turned around and strode outside.

Seeing that Ye Feng neither argued nor flew into a rage, but calmly accepted the task of going to the Spirit Bar to raise spirit animals, and actually went, the female disciples of the Spirit Water Sect present were all astonished.

"Isn't he angry?"

"Doesn't he know that Senior Brother Zhao is deliberately making things difficult for him?"

"I actually think this Junior Brother Ye is quite patient!"

"That's right!"

"I heard that this Junior Brother Ye was brought in by Senior Sister Qiu, and their relationship is quite special. Since Senior Sister Qiu is currently in seclusion and can't help him, perhaps that's why he's being so patient. Once Senior Sister Qiu comes out of seclusion, she will definitely help Junior Brother Ye!"

Ye Feng didn't hear the discussions among the female disciples in the Good Deeds Hall; he had already flown towards the Linglan direction of the Lingshui Sect.

Before long, the night breeze reached its destination.

There were rows of fences, and inside the fences were many livestock, including pigs, cattle, and sheep.

There are far fewer cattle and sheep, so there is no shortage of manpower. The only problem is that there are many spirit pens for raising spirit pigs, so there is a shortage of manpower.

At this moment, a group of servants stood beside the memorial altar, whispering among themselves.

"I wonder who the martial artist who came to manage our area today is."

"I hope she's not too difficult to get along with."

"Yes, those female warriors who came here before were all arrogant and didn't even look at us properly. They didn't help at all; they were more of a hindrance than a help."

"Who can argue with that? But they're martial artists, and we're just ordinary servants. What can we do?"

These menial laborers were all complaining bitterly, and their expressions were very unpleasant.

Just then, a gentle breeze blew by, and a figure descended from the sky—it was Night Wind.

"Are you the janitors in charge of this spirit enclosure?" Ye Feng asked.

The servants immediately knelt before Ye Feng and kowtowed to him.

"Get up," Night Wind said.

Hearing Ye Feng's words, the servants finally got up from the ground, while the elderly man with gray hair who was in charge strode over and said cautiously, "Master Martial Artist, I am the manager of this Spirit Barrier, named He Youtian. I wonder if you are..."

"There's no need to call me 'Master Martial Artist.' My surname is Ye, so you can just call me Mr. Ye. I am indeed the martial artist who came here to manage and assist you. What difficulties are you facing?" Ye Feng asked.

"No, no, everything is normal on our end." He Youtian shook his head repeatedly.

"Don't you need my help?" Ye Feng asked with a smile.

"How could we trouble you, Mr. Ye? You should rest or cultivate here. We can handle these rough and tiring tasks," He Youtian said.

"How can this be?" Ye Feng frowned slightly.

“There’s nothing wrong with it. The martial artists who were sent to assist us before did the same thing,” He Youtian said with a wry smile.

"Then you guys go ahead with your work, I'll take a look first," Ye Feng said, waving his hand.

He Youtian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

One of the servants whispered, "The male martial artist who came today seems quite approachable, not at all pretentious."

"Shut up, stop talking about people behind their backs!"

He Youtian glared fiercely at the handyman.

He glanced furtively at Ye Feng and lowered his voice, saying, "Martial artists have very keen senses. They might hear what you say. If you talk badly about someone behind their back, you will definitely not have a good ending."

The servant knew, of course, that He Youtian wasn't lying to him. He nodded repeatedly and shut his mouth, not daring to say anything more.

Then the servants got to work.

Some of them cleaned the spirit tablets, while others chopped grass and mixed it into pig feed.

Their every move could not escape the eyes of the night wind.

"What kind of grass is this?" Night Breeze asked as he walked over.

He Youtian quickly said, "These are not grass, but the stems of spirit rice and spirit grain."

After a pause, He Youtian continued, "Our Lingshui Sect has servants specifically responsible for planting Lingling Rice and Linggu. Of the Lingling Rice and Linggu that are planted, only the rice and millet are edible. The stalks are naturally not for human consumption. However, the stalks also contain the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so it would be a waste to throw them away directly. Therefore, they are used to mix with pig feed."

"In this way, if the stalks of spirit rice and spirit grains are chopped up and mixed with pig feed to feed spirit pigs, spirit sheep, and spirit cattle, then these spirit animals will also contain the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in their bodies."

Hearing He Youtian's explanation, Ye Feng finally understood where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth he felt from the food at Shanguotang came from.

It seems that the Spirit Water Sect is truly skilled in cultivating spirit rice and spirit grains and raising spirit birds and spirit animals!

A smile appeared on Ye Feng's face.

Although Zhao Yingjie had sent him to Linglan to humiliate him and help these menial workers raise spirit animals.

But I learned something from it, isn't that a kind of gain?

The pig feed had been mixed. He Youtian carried a large bucket into the pens, making a rattling sound as he pounded on the bucket.

Then those clean, white, and fat spirit pigs charged towards He Youtian, grunting and squealing.

As soon as He Youtian poured the pig feed from the wooden bucket into the trough, the spirit pigs began to devour it ravenously, a scene that could only be described as a whirlwind.