The two of them were unrelated; you were in your spiritual field, and I was in mine, yet they were secretly competing, neither willing to admit defeat.

After clearing all the weeds, Shenxian'er was truly unable to move, lying on the pile of weeds as if she were dead.

A sound came from afar—

"Hmph~"

The immortal's fist hardened.

But he immediately let go, his fist clenching weakly and powerless.

Li Changzhou quite liked this young cultivator who sold spirit fields; he was very similar to him when he was a child—hardworking and cheeky.

The immortal rested on the weeds for a while, and only then did cultivators gradually come up the mountain to start weeding.

The morning has just begun.

Shenxian'er continued to work, starting to plant spirit rice and spirit vegetables.

While she toiled with her face to the earth and her back to the sky, the young cultivator was on the other cultivators' field ridges, collecting weeds and bundling them up one by one.

The young cultivator had clearly lived here for some time and was familiar with many of the other cultivators, having asked for quite a few weeds.

The weeds in the spirit field are unusual; they can feed some low-level spirit beasts and demon beasts. If you're willing to put in the effort, it can also be a source of income.

Therefore, in uncultivated spiritual fields, even if there are weeds, no one else can cut them down unless they pay a breathing tax to the weeds.

Besides the junior cultivators, several other cultivators were also collecting weeds; the immortals had become highly sought after.

The fairy was new to the place and didn't know what the weeds were for, but seeing that someone wanted them, she kept them anyway, just in case.

After planting the spirit rice and spirit vegetables, she rubbed her aching waist and lay down on the weeds to rest, pondering the 'cloud and rain technique'.

Without the Spirit Rain Technique, one can only fetch Spirit Spring Water.

She didn't think her slender figure could withstand the ravages of the spiritual spring water.

Shenxian'er was extremely talented, and with the "Cloud and Rain Green Wood Skill" she had already learned, she mastered the Cloud and Rain Technique after only a few tries.

She was on high alert for her first spellcasting attempt.

Standing on the edge of the field, with hands forming a mudra, the magical power in his dantian flowed like a dragon or snake emerging from its lair, guided by his will and the mudra, into four specific meridians.

call!

A gentle breeze caressed my face, and the air was filled with a hint of moisture.

The fairy was overjoyed.

[Tranquility]

With the activation of 'obedience', she immediately regained her composure and retreated from the brink of spell failure.

The moisture grew heavier, and a dark cloud appeared, not high, just above the fairy's head.

As the spiritual energy within his body was completely depleted, rainwater carrying spiritual energy poured down with a whoosh.

"Hahahaha!" The young monk burst into laughter.

Under the dark clouds, the fairy, soaked to the bone, clenched her fists, her beautiful black hair sticking to her face.

That's right, the dark clouds were above the fairy's head, not over the spirit field.

What angered the immortal even more was—

【Ha ha ha ha! 】

Even the gods are laughing!

She wiped her face; whether there were tears in the rain, only she knew.

But soon, she laughed.

She can make rain! She can make rain! She can make rain!

If there is no one around, and if the spell has not exhausted her magic power, leaving her weak and powerless, she must shout!

She can bring rain!

The young cultivator carried the weeds down the mountain, and after the fairy recovered her magic power, she used the Cloud and Rain Technique once again.

Of course, she hadn't learned how to control the range of the Cloud and Rain Technique, so this time, she stood in the center of the spirit field!

The seeds I just planted have already sprouted!

Fortunately, the mud seller left, otherwise she would have been defeated even more completely today, having already failed.

While recovering her spiritual energy and waiting for her clothes to dry, she lay on a pile of weeds, gazing at the lush green rice seedlings, feeling incredibly content. She even crossed her legs and had a blade of grass in her mouth.

Everyone present, including herself, overlooked one thing: she succeeded on her first attempt at casting a spell, and yesterday she was just a mortal.

Fortunately, she was new to the area, and no one knew her background, so they didn't have any particular feelings about her.

Li Changzhou knew this, but in his opinion, this level was only average and not worth mentioning.

After resting, Shenxian smiled, and her wrinkled clothes were now neat!

"Hmph hmph hmph, hmph hmph hmph, hmph hmph hmph~" she hummed as she picked up weeds and went down the mountain.

But soon, covered in sweat, she threw the weeds on the hillside and kicked them away.

Weeds rolled down the hillside.

Saves effort!

This reminded Li Changzhou of the scene when he was in school, carrying bottled water, with boys throwing buckets of water into the corridor and kicking them.

But there is a problem—

"Hey! Not that way! Weeds, come back! Come back here!"

This is a hillside, not a corridor, so there's no "race track." The fairy was lucky to run alongside it; otherwise, if weeds had rolled into someone else's spiritual field, she would have had to pay compensation.

It was already afternoon when we descended the mountain. We happened to meet a young monk going out, carrying a bundle for his stall and a pile of weeds.

Go ask them what weeds are used for.

"Ah..." The fairy was unhappy.

You've already lost enough today anyway.

Shenxian'er: "......"

Only two pancakes left

The fairy steadied the weeds, pointed at them fiercely, and muttered, "Stay put! If you dare run, I'll kill you! No, I'll burn you!"

She stepped forward and stopped the young monk.

"What are you doing?" The young cultivator became wary. "This is Qingyue Sect territory. If you dare to make a move, I'll crush the jade talisman, and the enforcement team will be here immediately!"

"What's the use of weeds?" the fairy asked dryly.

"What?" Her voice was soft and her speech was fast. The young cultivator had actually heard her clearly, but he still subconsciously asked back.

“Weeds,” the fairy said slowly, “what use are they?”

"Why should I..." The little cultivator paused, glancing at the weeds waiting in the distance.

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