Bringing The Farm To Live In Another World - Chapter 16014

Chapter 16012 Genius

Although the old man sat outside the door, he knew everything Yang Qingyu was doing in the room. His strength was not as simple as it seemed; in fact, he had reached the King City level, two levels higher than Yang Qingyu. Therefore, he could observe Yang Qingyu’s activities from outside using his divine sense.

After Yang Qingyu finished refining his sword, he sat cross-legged in the meditation room. He began to recall Yang Dingtian. Putting aside everything else, the name Yang Dingtian alone was imposing enough. Moreover, Yang Dingtian had always cultivated at an extremely fast pace since childhood, yet no one had ever doubted him, nor had anyone observed his cultivation. How could Yang Qingyu not be jealous?

He sat there for a long time until dark, then went to rest. The next morning, Yang Qingyu got up and began cultivating. This time, he received many rewards during his cultivation, and his cultivation speed increased significantly.

While Yang Qingyu was cultivating, the old man let out a soft exclamation. He noticed that when Yang Qingyu cultivated spiritual energy, the surrounding spiritual energy seemed to be rushing into his body, and his body’s absorption rate of spiritual energy increased dramatically. This was a rare occurrence for others, though not unheard of; some geniuses would experience this during cultivation.

However, Yang Qingyu was mistaken in one thing: when Yang Dingtian cultivated, some members of the Yang family were also observing him. They had also noticed that Yang Dingtian’s spiritual energy entered his body very quickly. This was the difference between geniuses and ordinary people. Yang Qingyu’s situation was similar to Yang Dingtian’s, but his cultivation speed was even faster.

The old man now understood why Yang Dingtian’s cultivation speed was so fast. With such talent, his rapid cultivation speed was no surprise.

After Yang Qingyu finished cultivating his spiritual energy, he immediately began practicing his swordsmanship. Once finished, he came out of his room and found the old man still sitting in the courtyard drinking tea.

Yang Qingyu bowed to the old man and said, “Greetings, Clan Elder.”

The old man nodded and asked, “Want to go out?”

Yang Qingyu shook his head and said, “No, I’ll just stay in the courtyard. I rarely go out, except for missions. I usually cultivate in my own courtyard. My talent isn’t very good; I have to work harder than others.”

The old man’s lips twitched. He really wanted to say, “Your talent is poor? With your poor talent, how could you go from below the Qi level to the Royal Carriage level in less than a year? If that’s considered poor talent, then what are we? Stone men?”

“Stone man” is a term used in the cultivation world to describe someone with poor talent, meaning they are like a stone, lacking meridians for cultivation, and have absolutely no talent.

The old man didn’t say anything, just nodded. Yang Qingyu moved around in the courtyard for a while, then went into his room. He returned to his meditation room and continued thinking about Yang Dingtian. Yang Dingtian had always been his goal. Although he was almost catching up with Yang Dingtian, Yang Dingtian remained his goal. Even if one day his strength surpassed Yang Dingtian’s, he would still be jealous of him, because everything Yang Dingtian possessed was something he had never had. How could he not be jealous?

The old man sat in the courtyard, somewhat puzzled by Yang Qingyu’s actions. He clearly wasn’t cultivating spiritual energy, yet he would sit in his meditation room for hours, sometimes until dark. During this time, he neither cultivated nor slept; he just sat there, lost in thought.

The next day, when Yang Qingyu finished cultivating and came out of his room, he saw the old man still in the courtyard, as if he had never entered the room. This piqued Yang Qingyu’s curiosity. He bowed to the old man and then continued moving around in the courtyard.

The old man glanced at Yang Qingyu, then asked, “Qingyu, do you usually cultivate in your room all the time?”

Yang Qingyu shook her head and replied, “No, generally, I get up in the morning to cultivate my spiritual energy, then practice swordsmanship for a while, and then stretch my body. After returning to my room, I go to the meditation room to comprehend the cultivation techniques. The sect’s techniques are profound and extensive; each time I comprehend them, I have different insights. Although I can listen to other sect members preach, what they say may not be suitable for me. I feel that a cultivation technique is best suited to me when I comprehend it myself.”

Upon hearing Yang Qingyu’s words, the old man nodded thoughtfully. He realized that this might be the biggest difference between Yang Qingyu and others; Yang Qingyu comprehended the cultivation techniques every day, while the other disciples did not.

Of course, if the old man knew that Yang Qingyu was completely lying, that he wasn’t actually studying any cultivation technique, but was simply thinking about Yang Dingtian and constantly accumulating his jealousy towards him, he would probably slap Yang Qingyu to death.

This was the explanation Yang Qingyu had prepared long ago. He needed to have a prepared story to avoid arousing suspicion. Yang Qingyu was certain that his every move was under the old man’s surveillance; otherwise, the old man wouldn’t have asked those questions. Although the old man’s questions might seem like he knew nothing, Yang Qingyu knew that the old man knew everything except what Yang Qingyu was thinking. Every move he made was under the old man’s watchful eye.

After moving around for a while, Yang Qingyu returned to his room and began thinking about Yang Dingtian again. Ten days passed in this way, and Yang Qingyu did not leave the courtyard even once. He did the same thing every day. The old man also noticed that Yang Qingyu’s cultivation speed was indeed very fast every day. He could finally be sure that Yang Qingyu was indeed a genius. He just didn’t know why he hadn’t shown it before, but he was indeed a genius.

The old man immediately reported the matter, and after learning of it, the Yang family decided to stop paying attention to Yang Qingyu. However, they still increased Yang Qingyu’s monthly allowance and granted her some special privileges. Yang Yonggang and Yang Qingyu’s other family members were also given special care by the Yang family. This is the advantage of a large family. A large family might produce a genius from somewhere, and once a genius is discovered, the family will immediately focus on cultivating her. Because no matter what, this genius is a genius of the family. Even if she becomes a kingdom-level expert with her own huge power within the family, it’s not a big deal. She is still a member of the Yang family; she and the Yang family are one, sharing both glory and loss.

In the cultivation world, no one will betray their family. Imagine having a family supporting you behind the scenes, yet you insist on going out to fight alone—wouldn’t that just be asking for trouble? Even if you have conflicts with your family, you can settle things with those you have conflicts with in the future, but you cannot betray your family. The power of a family is always greater than the power of an individual.

Yang Qingyu could not possibly betray the Yang family. He knew very well that without the Yang family, their life would have been even worse, and he wouldn’t have had the opportunity to enter the outer sect for cultivation. So, of course, he could not betray his family.

At this time, the old man informed Yang Qingyu that he could leave, and also told him that the family had increased his monthly allowance. Now, Yang Qingyu’s monthly allowance from the Yang family was more than what the sect gave him.

After leaving the Zongzheng Temple, Yang Qingyu went directly to his home. His family had moved to a better courtyard, and Yang Yonggang had also changed to an easier job that paid more. However, Yang Yonggang was not a show-off, and even with the job change, he only wanted to do his job well and didn’t want to use Yang Qingyu’s influence to show off in front of others.

Yang Qingyu’s younger siblings had also begun cultivating and were even receiving special attention. Yang Qingyu was naturally overjoyed, but he only stayed home for a day before returning to the inner sect.

In a sect, generally speaking, disciples of a family have a much stronger sense of belonging to their family than to the sect. The reason is the same as Yang Qingyu’s: when you’re down on your luck, your family can provide food so you won’t starve; when you’re successful, your family will offer even more support and take care of your family. Under these circumstances, these family disciples naturally have a stronger sense of belonging to their family.

After returning to the inner sect, Yang Qingyu accepted another assassination mission. This time, however, he planned to stay away for several days. He knew he had made too much of a splash before, and there were definitely people in the Yang family watching him. He needed to stay away to avoid arousing suspicion.

After leaving the Shangyang Sect via the teleportation array, Yang Qingyu went directly to another sect. Upon arrival, he didn’t conceal his identity but registered immediately, stating he was there to hunt down a rogue cultivator. The sect members naturally didn’t object, so Yang Qingyu settled in the outer sect’s residential area. He spent his days wandering the outer sect’s settlement, while simultaneously cultivating. He did this for about ten days, visiting the rogue cultivator settlements of three different sects, before finally finding the rogue cultivator, killing him, and bringing him back to the Shangyang Sect. After

completing his mission, he resumed his cultivation. This time, he spent another ten days cultivating in his courtyard before accepting another mission—another huntdown mission.

After accepting the assassination mission, Yang Qingyu once again departed via the teleportation array. Once he left the Shangyang Sect, he quickly arrived at a small sect. As usual, he registered at the sect’s external affairs hall and then found a place to stay. After

settling into an inn, Yang Qingyu left and wandered around the sect’s unaffiliated cultivator area. He also released his divine sense to survey his surroundings. Normally, doing this would provoke resentment and could even lead to conflict, but upon seeing his clothes, none of the unaffiliated cultivators dared to attack him.