Bringing The Farm To Live In Another World - Chapter 16005

Chapter 16003 Jealousy

The Shangyang Sect is a major sect, the largest sect in the Shangyang Domain. It boasts over a dozen Kingdom-level experts, and with its sheer power, it dominates the entire Shangyang Domain. No other sect dares to raise its voice in front of the Shangyang Sect.

Yang Qingyu is an outer disciple of the Shangyang Sect. The Yang surname is the most common in the Shangyang Sect, with countless experts. Of the dozen or so Kingdom-level experts currently in the Shangyang Sect, four are from the Yang family, whose population is even larger, numbering in the tens of thousands. Yang Qingyu is merely an ordinary disciple from a collateral branch of the Yang family, the kind of person no one in the Yang family would even remember.

His strength is not particularly high, and his talent is only average. Therefore, he is one of the least valued disciples in the Yang family. Even his status as an outer disciple is only given out of respect for the Yang family, so he is not valued within the outer sect.

He’s only sixteen years old. His father is merely a minor steward within the family, not even a sect steward. This steward only manages a small portion of the family’s businesses, not the entire business. He’s among the lowest-ranking members of the Yang family. If he were strong enough, he might be placed in a sect steward position, which would be far better than being a steward in the family.

Yang Qingyu doesn’t have any talent. Given his current situation, he’ll likely follow the same path as his father, becoming a steward in the family, or perhaps not even reaching that position. People like him are even lower in status than some of the favored servants of the Yang family.

Yang Qingyu keeps a very low profile in the outer sect; no one there knows he’s from the Yang family.

Yang Qingyu was cultivating in his room. He cultivated very diligently, but unfortunately, his talent was quite average. So even with his best efforts, his strength was still somewhat inferior to the other outer disciples, though he could still barely keep up.

Just as Yang Qingyu was cultivating, a commotion suddenly came from outside the door. Yang Qingyu was startled, then quickly tidied himself up and went out of the room. Outside, he saw a cultivator running out. Their residence was a small building with a large corridor leading to several small rooms.

Yang Qingyu was staying in one of the rooms when a cultivator ran past him. Yang Qingyu quickly grabbed the man and asked, “Senior brother, what’s going on?”

The man excitedly replied, “Don’t you know? The Yang family’s genius has arrived! Do you know who the Yang family’s genius is?”

Upon hearing this, Yang Qingyu was taken aback. He knew all too well who the Yang family’s genius was. The Yang family had many geniuses, but when people outside mentioned the Yang family’s genius, the first person they would think of was Yang Dingtian, the eldest grandson of the Yang family.

Yang Dingtian was the most famous genius of the Yang family. He began cultivating at the age of five, but because he was too young, the family didn’t dare let him cultivate for too long. So, he didn’t reach the Power Level until he was ten, the Throne Level at twelve, the Royal Carriage Level at thirteen, and the Royal Palace Level at fifteen. And today, at only eighteen years old, he had already reached the peak of the Royal Palace Level and was about to reach the Royal City Level. It was conceivable that he would become a kingdom-level expert in the future.

Yang Dingtian was undoubtedly the Yang family’s number one genius, so when the cultivator mentioned the arrival of the Yang family’s genius, Yang Qingyu immediately knew who he was referring to.

His expression darkened, and he loosened his grip. The man ignored him and ran straight outside. Yang Qingyu then came to his senses. He glanced around and saw everyone in the small building running out. He couldn’t help but smile bitterly. Soon he reached the outside and saw all the disciples running in one direction. Yang Qingyu followed in that direction, but he wasn’t walking very fast. To be honest, he didn’t want to see Yang Dingtian. Although Yang Dingtian couldn’t possibly recognize him, he still didn’t want to see Yang Dingtian. They were both members of the Yang family, but Yang Dingtian had everything he could want: status, strength, even looks and temperament. And what about him? Aside from his surname Yang, he had almost nothing. Although he could keep up with the outer disciples’ pace, it was barely enough, and he had to put in several times more effort than others to even catch up. Compared to Yang Dingtian, Yang Dingtian was like a cloud in the sky, while he was like mud on the ground. The

difference was like night and day. How could Yang Qingyu possibly want to see Yang Dingtian? But Yang Dingtian’s presence at the outer sect piqued his curiosity. He wanted to know why Yang Dingtian was there.

Soon, Yang Qingyu arrived at the outer sect’s preaching hall and saw Yang Dingtian there.

The Outer Sect’s Preaching Hall is a place found in every area of the Outer Sect. Every month, an elder or core disciple of the sect comes here to preach. There are many such halls. The halls are circular and have walls nearly ten feet high. In the center of the hall, there is a platform ten feet high. The elder or core disciple who is preaching will sit on the platform and preach to everyone. All the outer sect disciples can find a place to sit in the hall and listen to his preaching. Many outer sect disciples look forward to this day the most, because it is one of the few opportunities they have to hear a master of the sect preach.

Yang Qingyu entered the hall and saw Yang Dingtian sitting on the platform. He closed his eyes slightly and did not speak, but the hall was already crowded with countless outer sect disciples. Some of these outer sect disciples were not even from their area, so the hall seemed to be much more crowded than usual.

Yang Qingyu looked at Yang Dingtian sitting there, his eyes filled with jealousy. The difference between them, both members of the Yang family, was too great. However, Yang Qingyu dared not show it. He only glanced at Yang Dingtian before looking away, finding a seat and sitting down as well.

Soon it was the hour of Si (9-11 AM), and Yang Dingtian opened his eyes. He flicked his finger, and a gust of wind struck a small golden bell on the high platform, producing a resounding clang that echoed throughout the courtyard. Everyone fell silent; they all knew Yang Dingtian was about to begin his sermon. Everyone sat upright, waiting for him to begin.

Yang Dingtian glanced at the people below, then slowly began to speak: “Cultivation is like rowing against the current; if you don’t advance, you fall behind. Talent is important, but effort is equally important. Only those who work hard can go further. I hope you will all cultivate diligently. Today, we will discuss the sect’s introductory cultivation method, the Jade Yang True Explanation…” Then Yang Dingtian began to explain the Jade Yang True Explanation to everyone.

The Jade Yang True Explanation is a foundational cultivation method used by the Shangyang Sect. Most outer disciples practice this method, making him a suitable candidate to lecture on it.

Yang Dingtian explained it very well, making it easy for everyone to understand, and all the disciples listened with rapt attention.

Yang Qingyu listened quietly, but his eyes were mostly fixed on Yang Dingtian, his jealousy growing stronger until his eyes were almost red.

Yang Dingtian, however, didn’t notice him at all. There were many disciples present, and such looks from Yang Qingyu were not uncommon. Yang Dingtian didn’t care; he had grown up under such gazes since childhood.

Soon, the hour-long lecture ended. After finishing, Yang Dingtian flicked the golden bell once more, then stood up and flew away. Only after

he left did the people in the courtyard stand up, chatting in twos and threes as they walked out. Yang Qingyu, however, calmly returned to his room and went directly into his meditation chamber.

He sat cross-legged in his meditation room and closed his eyes. He wanted to cultivate, but the image of Yang Dingtian lecturing on the high platform kept appearing in his mind, making it impossible for him to cultivate.

Yang Qingyu didn’t want to think about it, but it was no use. As soon as he closed his eyes, he would think about it again. He wanted to force himself to cultivate, but he simply couldn’t.

Just then, a vortex suddenly appeared silently above Yang Qingyu’s head, and then a golden light flew out of the vortex and entered Yang Qingyu’s body. Yang Qingyu’s body stiffened, then swayed and fell to the ground.

Yang Qingyu felt that he had entered a very peculiar space. In this space, there was a statue. This statue looked very strange. It sat cross-legged on the ground, looking up at the sky with a face full of jealousy.

Just as Yang Qingyu was somewhat surprised, wondering why he was here, he suddenly heard a voice say, “You have become jealous; I will bestow upon you a reward.” The next moment, Yang Qingyu felt a flash of golden light, and then he found himself lying in his own quiet room.

Yang Qingyu jumped up immediately. He looked around but found nothing. He immediately checked his body, but still found nothing. Yang Qingyu frowned. He found nothing abnormal, but why was he suddenly lying on the ground? He remembered trying to cultivate, but couldn’t continue no matter what he did. Now he was lying on the ground—this was too strange.

And that dream he just had—it was too real, so real that he almost thought it was real. What was going on? What was that dream all about?

Yang Qingyu was unaware of the situation, but he also realized that he seemed to be alright, which put his mind at ease. He let out a long breath and sat down again. He wanted to try to see if he could cultivate. He knew his situation all too well. If he didn’t cultivate diligently, he might not even be able to keep up with the outer disciples’ cultivation progress. At that point, he would probably be eliminated. Although the sect might not directly eliminate him because he was a member of the Yang family, countless people would probably point at his back and say that he was a nepotism recruit. Therefore, he had to cultivate diligently. No matter what, he couldn’t let himself be eliminated, as that would be too shameful. So, he had to work hard now and couldn’t relax for a moment.