Changshanfeng turned his head and glanced at the estate, his gaze falling on the villagers scattered around, who looked on with curiosity. A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

This village looks very ordinary.

Also, in such cold weather, why are all these farmers outdoors, gathered in the fields, doing what?

The disciples of the Star Pivot Sect who were brought with them also looked around in confusion.

The more than one hundred disciples they brought this time were all carefully selected by the three of them to serve as inner sect trainees.

But Qingkong didn't tell them why he came here.

Now, seeing the farmers standing in the fields, I wonder if they were brought here to help with the farm work.

Those who were chosen were generally of good character and temperament, and most of them came from humble backgrounds.

I don't mind doing chores.

It's a bit of a shame that we can't train today. I wonder if doing farm work will count towards the points.

If I could, I'd do as much work as I wanted.

Having tasted the benefits of the points redemption system, these people flocked to accumulate points.

As for the cultivation-related matters that were learned yesterday, most people didn't really care.

As for martial arts, that's about all I can say.

Most people are aware of their own situation and don't think that even if they practice diligently, they can really become a martial arts master.

They might never cross the threshold to become a martial artist in their entire lives. Oh no, this threshold now has a new name: Body Tempering Realm.

To reach this level, one must cultivate internal energy.

Even martial artists from large families who have no shortage of resources cannot reach this level. What makes them so special?

Of course, people weren't entirely without expectations.

After all, they still have the opportunity to experience real martial arts.

As for cultivating immortality, that's a bit mysterious.

Everyone was confused and still doesn't fully understand it, always feeling it's not very reliable.

As soon as Nine-Tailed Fox returned, Little Gold immediately flew over, landed on her shoulder, and conveyed Yun Zhiyi's message.

Nine-Tailed Pet the little golden retriever and saw someone driving up ahead.

The surrounding villagers looked at the contents of the cart with puzzled expressions.

Because the cart was piled with countless sickles.

They were all brand new scythes, gleaming silver.

Many farmers watched with envy.

Ironware is hard to buy and very expensive.

Farmers often used a sickle until it was completely unusable.

Normally, when it gets dull or rusty, you just sharpen it.

Many families use the same sickle for a lifetime, and it can even be passed down for several generations.

Only when it is worn down to the thinness of paper and can no longer be used will a new one be bought.

Nine-Tailed Fox crossed her arms, turned around and gave the order, commanding all the Star Pivot Sect disciples and villagers to come forward and each take a sickle.

The disciples of Xing Shu Sect, including You Xinyue and Changshanfeng, all looked bewildered and confused.

However, everyone obediently lined up to receive their sickles.

The villagers, watching this scene, couldn't help but whisper among themselves.

Nobody understands what's going on right now.

But they still went along to receive the sickle.

At this moment, another group of people came down from Qingshan. They were another group of Xing Shu Sect disciples who were training here.

They were also taken to receive sickles.

After the sickles were distributed, Nine-Tailed Fox ordered all the disciples of the Star Pivot Sect to go to the fields.

Start from the fields at the entrance of the village and walk inwards.

Two people are stationed per mu of land.

The farmers were more casual; each plot of farmland was managed by only four people, and if there were too many people, they would find another plot to stand on.

The disciples of Xing Shu Sect stood on the ridges of the fields, looking at each other with the same bewilderment as the farmers tending their own fields.

However, due to a lack of understanding of each other's identities, they dared not approach and start a conversation, and for a time only silence prevailed.

The atmosphere throughout the estate was eerie.

Fu Wenyu, Fu Ziyu, and Princess Fu'an, who had also come out out of curiosity after hearing the commotion, all stood at the entrance of the manor.

The terrain here is high enough to see the movements of the large group of people below.

But I don't quite understand any of it.

"Who are these people? Why did Sister Yun send so many people here?" Fu Wenyu turned to ask Fu Ziyu beside her.

“Some of them are from Qingshan, but I don’t know about the rest,” Fu Ziyu shook his head.

You Xinyue looked at all the Xing Shu disciples who had gone to the fields and the farmers who were already there.

He couldn't help but move closer to Nine-Tailed Fox and whisper, "Sect Leader Qing, what does the Sect Master intend to do?"

If we say that taking a hoe means going to the field to turn the soil, we can understand it.

Looking at these fields, which are clearly newly plowed, it's hard to understand why they would be carrying sickles and working in the fields.

Nine-Tailed Fox curled the corners of her mouth, her eyes gleaming, looking on with anticipation for a good show.

You'll find out soon enough.

Once everyone was in position, Little Gold, who had been perched on Nine-Tailed Fox's shoulder, flapped its wings and, like a hawk, swiftly flew into the manor.

Inside the manor, Yun Zhiyi sat cross-legged on the eye of the Spirit Gathering Array, holding two array plates in her hands.

When she saw Little Gold fly back, she smiled slightly without it even having to speak. She then condensed a stream of spiritual energy, split it into two, and channeled them into two array plates.

Both array plates simultaneously emitted a golden and a green light.

The spiritual energy around her suddenly surged, rushing wildly into the two array plates in her hands and her dantian.

At the same time, the people in the village, who were still looking at each other in bewilderment, suddenly felt a tremor in the ground.

The earth suddenly trembled.

Although the tremor was not strong, it was just a slight tremor.

But it still made everyone's expression change.

"Was it an earthquake?"

"The earth dragon has turned over?"

The vibration only lasted for a second.

Before the blankness in everyone's eyes could surface, the next moment, everyone's eyes widened suddenly, and their pupils contracted sharply.

In the field before us, tiny green shoots were rapidly emerging from the black soil.

Then, as if being pulled upwards by a hand, it quickly stretched and grew.

In the blink of an eye, it was taller than a person's head.

People in the fields or on the ridges were so frightened that their legs went weak, and many of them fell to the ground or crawled back into the crowd in a panic.

The newly sprouted wheat was pushed about and bent, but it quickly returned to its original shape.

When the wheat leaves grow to be as tall as a person, heavy ears of wheat begin to sprout from between the leaves.

The wheat stalks shot straight up overhead, forcing everyone to look up, mouths agape, in a daze.

In the blink of an eye, all they could see were the dense, upright ears of wheat.

Then, they watched as the lush green wheat in front of them began to change color, from green to yellowish-green, and finally to golden yellow.

A gentle breeze blew by, creating a rustling sound.

At this moment, the entire farm was completely still, with only the rustling sound of wheat leaves swaying in the wind.

It wasn't until a voice, like a thunderclap, roused everyone from their reverie.

"Now, everyone, get out to the fields and harvest the wheat, as quickly as possible!"

Everyone seemed to wake from a dream, but when they looked at the golden expanse before them, their minds still couldn't immediately process it.

Gasps began to rise and fall around them.

Some of the younger children, however, reacted quite quickly.

Soon, the fields were filled with children's surprised shouts and questions to their parents.