The King of Black Fog

Chapter 521: Protector (Part 2)


After clearing the weeds, the Immortal really couldn't move anymore, lying in a pile of weeds, as if dead.

A sound came from afar—

"Hum~"

Immortal's fist hardened.

But immediately relaxed, even her clenched fists felt weak.

Li Changzhou quite liked this little cultivator who sold spirit fields, he reminded him of his own childhood, both hardworking and cheeky.

Immortal rested on the weeds for a while, and only then did cultivators start coming up the mountain one after another to begin clearing weeds.

The early morning had just begun.

Immortal continued her work, starting to plant spirit rice and spirit vegetables.

While she was facing the earth and sky, the little cultivator went to other cultivators' field ridges, collecting the weeds and tying them up one by one.

Obviously, the little cultivator had lived here for a while, familiar with many cultivators, and had obtained quite a lot of weeds.

The weeds in the spirit fields were unusual, capable of feeding low-level spirit beasts and demon beasts, and if willing to work hard, it could be a source of income.

Therefore, in the spirit fields left unattended, even if there were weeds, others couldn't just take them away, unless they paid a breathing tax.

Besides the little cultivator, a few other cultivators were also collecting weeds; Immortal became a prized target.

Immortal, having just arrived, didn't know what use the weeds had, but seeing that some wanted them, she kept them just in case.

After planting spirit rice and spirit vegetables, she massaged her sore waist and lay down on the weeds, pondering the 'Cloud Rain Skill'.

Without the Spirit Rain Technique, she could only fetch Spiritual Spring Water.

She didn't think her slender and lithe body could endure the torment of carrying Spiritual Spring Water.

Immortal, extremely talented and already studying the "Cloud Rain Green Wood Skill," managed to learn the Cloud Rain Skill after a few attempts.

On the first casting of the spell, she was very cautious.

Standing on the ridge, she formed the spell with her hands, and the mana in her Qi Sea surged like a dragon or snake, guided by her will and spell into four specific meridians.

Whoosh!

A gentle wind brushed her face, and the air felt slightly moist.

Immortal was ecstatic.

[Calming Heart]

'Follow Orders' activated, she stabilized her mind instantly, stepping away from the brink of spell failure.

The moisture in the air grew heavier, a dark cloud appeared, not high, right above Immortal.

As her spiritual energy was consumed entirely, rain imbued with spiritual energy began to pour down.

"Hahahahaha!" The little cultivator burst into laughter.

Under the dark cloud, the soaked Immortal clenched both fists, her beautiful black hair stuck to her face.

Indeed, the dark cloud was above Immortal, not the spirit field.

What made Immortal even angrier was—

[Hahahaha!]

The God was also laughing!

She wiped her face, whether there were tears in the rain was something only she would know.

But soon, she laughed.

She could make it rain! She could make it rain! She could make it rain!

If there was no one around, if casting hadn't exhausted her mana, leaving her powerless, she would definitely shout!

She could make it rain!

The little cultivator carried the weeds down the mountain; once Immortal recovered her mana, she cast the Cloud Rain Skill again.

Of course, she hadn't learned how to control the range of the Cloud Rain Skill yet, so this time, she stood right in the middle of the spirit field!

The seeds she had just planted sprouted instantly!

Fortunately, that soil seller left; otherwise, she would have faced a more complete defeat today.

While recovering her spiritual energy and waiting for her clothes to dry, she lay on a pile of weeds, gazing at the lush green seedlings, feeling incredibly satisfied, even crossing her legs and biting on a weed.

Including herself, everyone present overlooked one thing: she succeeded in casting the spell on her first try, and yesterday she was still a mortal.

And thankfully, she had just arrived, nobody knew her background, so no one felt anything about it.

Li Changzhou knew, but to him, this level was just average, nothing worth mentioning.

After resting, Immortal laughed, and her wrinkled clothes smoothed out!

"Hum hum hum, hum hum hum, hum hum hum~" she hummed a song, carrying weeds down the mountain.

But soon, sweating heavily, she threw the weeds on the hillside and kicked them out.

The weeds rolled down the hillside.

Effort-saving!

Which reminded Li Changzhou of scenes from school where boys kicked water buckets down corridors.

But there was a problem—

"Hey! That's not the way! Weeds, come back! Come back to me!"

This was a hill, not a corridor, without a "track," Immortal ran after them, luck was on her side, otherwise searching for them if they rolled into someone else's spirit field would be inevitable.

It was afternoon by the time she descended the mountain, coincidentally meeting the little cultivator heading out, carrying a stall package and a heap of weeds.

[Go ask what the weeds are for]

"Ah..." Immortal was reluctant.

[You've already lost enough today anyway]

Immortal: "..."

[Only two cakes left]

Immortal steadied the weeds, threatening them: "Stay put, try to run and I'll beat you to death! No, I'll burn you!"

She walked forward, blocking the little cultivator.

"What do you want?" The little cultivator became vigilant, "This is Green Moon Sect territory, if you dare touch me, I'll crush my Jade Talisman and the law enforcement team will come immediately!"

"What use do these weeds have?" Immortal asked dryly.

"What?" Her voice was small, her speed fast, the little cultivator actually understood, but instinctively asked again.

"Weeds," Immortal slowed her speech, "what use do they have?"

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

It was quite a bundle.

She changed her tone, saying: "Give me yours, and I'll tell you what they're for."

"No way!"

"Then forget it." The little cultivator bypassed her.

"At most, half!"

"Alright!" The little cultivator turned around, full of smiles.

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