Bringing The Farm To Live In Another World - Chapter 16008

Chapter 16006: Promotion

While he was still at the foot of the mountain, he had already accumulated some jealousy, so as soon as he entered that space, the statue immediately spoke, “You have already developed jealousy, what reward do you want?”

Yang Qingyu immediately replied, “I’ve been poisoned, I want an antidote.”

“Alright.” Then Yang Qingyu felt a flash of golden light before his eyes, and then he returned to his body. Upon returning, Yang Qingyu immediately felt a golden light appear within his body, circulating throughout it. As the golden light moved through his body, he discovered that the numbness had completely disappeared. After a while, the golden light vanished, and his body had returned to normal. He couldn’t help but turn to look at his bitten shoulder, only to find that although the wound hadn’t healed, the numbness was completely gone. Yang Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief

. Then, Yang Qingyu immediately circulated his spiritual energy and found that it was flowing normally, which put him at ease. He immediately took out some medicine to treat the wound on his shoulder, but just as the medicine touched the wound, a large amount of white foam suddenly appeared, and then the medicine was absorbed, and the wound on his shoulder disappeared.

This stunned Yang Qingyu. He really didn’t understand what was going on. His medicine didn’t have such an ability, so what was happening?

Then Yang Qingyu noticed something different: the veins on his body were a darker color than before. This gave him a bad feeling. He immediately made a cut on his hand, and blood flowed out instantly. But the moment the blood flowed, Yang Qingyu froze, because his blood wasn’t red, but a bluish-gray. This made Yang Qingyu’s expression change drastically. He stared at the wound and murmured, “What’s going on?”

Then, he suddenly remembered that he had asked the God of Jealousy to detoxify him, and the change in his blood was after the detoxification.

Upon thinking of this, Yang Qingyu’s expression changed even more. He immediately closed his eyes and re-entered the space. As soon as he entered, he cried out to the statue, “Great God, why has my body become like this? Why has the color of my blood changed?” A voice came

from the statue: “You begged me to help you detoxify, but the poison has penetrated too deeply to be cured. So I fused the poison with your body. From now on, you are a poisoned person.”

The statue actually answered Yang Qingyu. Upon hearing this, Yang Qingyu froze, and after a long while, he finally spoke, “Will this… will this work?”

“Yes!” The statue only answered with one word, which relieved Yang Qingyu.

Yang Qingyu then emerged from the space. He looked at his body and murmured, “Being a poisoned person is better than being poisoned to death.” He then began harvesting Rejuvenating Grass; he needed to harvest enough.

There was plenty of Rejuvenating Grass here, and Yang Qingyu finished harvesting it in no time. He then left the valley and returned directly to the sect.

Since Shouyang Mountain wasn’t far from the Shangyang Sect and there was no danger, Yang Qingyu returned smoothly. He first went to the administration office to hand in his task, and then returned to his room. Upon returning, he immediately went to his meditation room. He thought of Yang Dingtian, which stirred up feelings of jealousy within him, and sat there until nightfall before going to rest. The next day, Yang Dingtian resumed his cultivation. This time, he received another reward, this time requesting one that would enhance his physical talent. He then began cultivating again.

However, after this cultivation session, Yang Qingyu discovered a problem. He found that his cultivation speed had increased to the point where one day of cultivation was equivalent to fifty days of cultivation previously, but the improvement was minimal, almost negligible. This made Yang Qingyu realize that his physical talent had essentially reached its peak, and he could no longer request rewards related to physical talent.

Over the next few days, Yang Qingyu cultivated while completing some simple sect tasks, but he changed the rewards to improve his strength. In just five days, he reached the “Power Level.”

Yang Qingyu then went directly to the Outer Sect Disciple Management Office to register, officially becoming an Outer Sect disciple. Because of his age, he was also selected as a key disciple for focused training.

After leaving the Outer Sect Disciple Management Office, he went to the market to see Yang Yonggang. Yang Yonggang was still busy at Yang’s Grain Shop, but now that the ordinary grains were stored, he no longer needed to keep records. He was now only responsible for distributing grain daily, as the grain shop needed to sell grain every day.

Yang Qingyu went directly into the grain shop and saw Yang Qinghe again. Yang Qinghe greeted him briefly, and then Yang Qingyu went to the backyard.

Upon reaching the backyard, Yang Qingyu saw Yang Yonggang. Yang Yonggang was quite relaxed, sitting at a table drinking tea while looking at an account book.

Hearing footsteps, Yang Yonggang looked up. Seeing Yang Qingyu, a smile immediately spread across his face. He stood up and said to Yang Qingyu, “Qingyu, what brings you here? Come, sit down and have some water.”

Yang Qingyu walked to Yang Yonggang and said, “Father, I’ve come today with good news for you. I’ve reached the ‘Power Level’ and become a formal disciple of the outer sect.”

Yang Yonggang was stunned at first, then looked at Yang Qingyu with an expression of disbelief. His face immediately lit up with ecstatic joy, and he asked in a trembling voice, “Are you telling the truth?”

Yang Qingyu nodded and said, “It’s true, Father. Look, my identity token has been changed.”

In the Shangyang Sect, outer sect disciples’ identity tokens are divided into two types. The most ordinary disciples use tokens made of ironwood, while formal outer sect disciples, also known as cultivators at the Shi level, use tokens made of iron. Therefore, whether someone is a formal outer sect disciple can be determined simply by looking at their identity token.

Yang Yonggang reached out and took the identity token. He gently touched it, and then tears streamed down his face. Between sobs, he said, “Good, that’s wonderful!”

Yang Yonggang was truly overjoyed. His father had spent his entire life trying to become a Qi-level cultivator, but he hadn’t succeeded. He himself had also wanted to become a Qi-level cultivator, but he hadn’t succeeded either. He had thought Yang Qingyu only had a chance to become a Qi-level cultivator, and not even a very certain one. But unexpectedly, Yang Qingyu had become a Qi-level cultivator so quickly! This was absolutely wonderful news for them. With Yang Qingyu becoming a Qi-level cultivator, he could become a manager in the sect, which was far more prestigious than being a manager in the family. Thinking of

this, Yang Yonggang’s tears flowed even more. If he weren’t afraid of being laughed at, he would have already burst into tears. Now, however, he could only hold back.

Stroking the identity token for a while, Yang Yonggang finally took a deep breath, stopping his tears. Then he looked at Yang Qingyu and said, “Keep this identity token safe. With it, you can become a manager in the sect under the family’s arrangement. This is great news for our family.”

Yang Qingyu smiled and said, “Father, I’m planning to take it a step further. I’m still young. I believe that after a while, I might reach the Throne level. Then I’ll be an inner disciple.”

Hearing Yang Qingyu say this, Yang Yonggang couldn’t help but laugh heartily, “Good, that’s ambitious! Keep it up! Aren’t you going home to tell your mother and your younger brother and sister this good news?”

Yang Qingyu’s family doesn’t only have him as a child, but he is the eldest. He has a younger brother and a younger sister. His brother is eight years old, and his sister is only four. His brother has already started cultivating, but it’s not yet time for him to join the outer sect. He’s not old enough, so he has to stay at home.

That’s why Yang Yonggang wanted to ask Yang Qingyu to go home and tell his family the good news.

Yang Qingyu shook his head and said, “Father, my talent isn’t very high, so I need to focus on my training. Once my strength improves, I’ll go back and tell Mother in person. Father, I’ll go now to go back and train. Don’t worry about me, I’ll train hard.”

Hearing this, Yang Yonggang immediately said, “Okay, then go back. I’ll tell your mother and the others the good news.” Yang Qingyu agreed and then left the grain store.

Watching Yang Qingyu’s departing figure, Yang Yonggang excitedly paced around the yard. Just then, Yang Qinghe arrived at the backyard. Seeing Yang Yonggang’s excited expression, he asked, somewhat puzzled, “Uncle Yonggang, what’s wrong?”

Upon seeing Yang Qinghe, Yang Yonggang became even more excited. He quickly went to Yang Qinghe’s side and shouted, “Qinghe, hahaha, Qinghe, this is truly wonderful! Do you know? Qingyu is now a Qi-level cultivator! He’s reached the Qi level!

” Hearing Yang Yonggang’s words, Yang Qinghe was taken aback, then immediately exclaimed, “Really? Uncle Yonggang? That’s wonderful! It’s all thanks to your excellent guidance, Uncle Yonggang!”

Yang Yonggang laughed heartily, then waved his hand, saying, “No, I didn’t teach him anything. He cultivated entirely on his own. Hahaha, that’s wonderful, truly wonderful!” Yang Yonggang didn’t know who to share this good news with, and since Yang Qinghe had asked, he simply told him. His emotions finally had an outlet; he was truly overjoyed.

Yang Qinghe, however, felt a complex mix of emotions. He was somewhat happy, but mostly filled with jealousy.