Chapter 33: Going Down the Mountain

Whether it was due to the differences in the world or the fact that the land here was more fertile, these weeds were growing more vigorously than those from his previous life. Fang Yun chose some mature weeds from among them. He collected their seeds and found an empty patch in a corner.

First, he used the Earth Force Technique to concentrate a large amount of energy, making the soil before him more fertile. Then, he used the Spiritual Rain Technique to add some spiritual energy to the land. After that, he scattered the weed seeds over the soil.

When Fang Yun returned to the canyon the next day, he found that in just one day, the weed seeds had begun to sprout and grow tender green shoots, nourished by the spiritual energy. He didn't need to open the panel; just feeling the weak emotions conveyed by these weeds told him that they were within the range of his golden finger ability.

When he checked the panel, he saw:

Cultivation: Qi Refining Stage 2

Magical Power: 13

Vital Energy: 5

Plant Control: Spiritual Rice (320) Yellow Beans (500,000) Astragalus (2,536) Purslane (56) Foxtail Grass (77) …

Spells: Earth Force Technique (Proficient 7%) Spiritual Rain Technique (Beginner 32%) Growth Technique (Beginner 2%)

Seeing the new names of the weeds appear on the panel reassured Fang Yun. As for why the names were identical to those from his previous life, it must have been influenced by his consciousness. 

He didn't know what these weeds were called in this world, and he assumed that no one else did either. After all, there were no agricultural experts in this world to name these weeds. Thus, the naming rights of these weeds belonged to him.

After surveying the land, Fang Yun didn't care too much. The weeds would take about a month to mature. The nutrients in the soil were sufficient for them to grow. Now, he just needed to see how much vital energy he could harvest at harvest time. If the amount was considerable, he could also collect more weed seeds, allowing for expansive planting.

Originally, Fang Yun had planned to use the Growth Technique to promote the growth of these weeds. However, recalling the lessons learned from the spiritual rice, he decided it was better not to waste magical power just yet. He would conduct the experiment once his magical power was more abundant and the quantity of weed seeds had increased.

After another ten days, Fang Yun had not used any spells during this time, instead focusing on weeding in the spiritual field or managing other crops in the canyon. He spent the remaining time absorbing spiritual energy in the cave.

After ten days of recovery, Fang Yun's magical power had finally returned to its peak.

Cultivation: Qi Refining Stage 2

Magical Power: 35

Vital Energy: 5

Plant Control: Spiritual Rice (320) Yellow Beans (500,000) Astragalus (2,536) Purslane (56) Foxtail Grass (77) …

Spells: Earth Force Technique (Proficient 7%) Spiritual Rain Technique (Beginner 32%) Growth Technique (Beginner 2%)

Seeing that not only had his magical power returned to peak levels but also increased by three points overall was a small gain for him. Fang Yun then began his descent down the mountain. After all, he had delayed for quite a while up there, and the people at the bottom of the mountain must have been waiting anxiously. It was indeed time to go down.

With his magical artifact longsword in hand, Fang Yun reached the foot of the mountain, where he saw Fang Lin and Fang Zhou, along with several others, waiting for him.

"Patriarch, are you okay? You haven't come down in so long; everyone was quite worried. We thought you might have been injured in the last battle!" Fang Lin stepped forward and asked.

Fang Yun shook his head. "I'm sorry to keep everyone waiting. It took longer than expected to restore my magical power. Unfortunately, the spiritual energy in our spiritual spring is too scarce. Plus, other delays made time pass quickly!"

"Patriarch, as long as you're fine, it's no big deal if everyone has to wait a bit longer!"

Fang Yun casually nodded and then led them toward the direction of the town. As they walked, he looked at Fang Lin and asked, "Elder Fang, how have the captured pirates been? Have they been behaving well? No issues?"

"Rest assured, Patriarch. Although there are many pirates, they are merely acquired martial artists and wouldn't dare to act up in front of us. We've already settled them; we just await your orders! As for those few innate martial artists, they are also locked in a special cell, so there's nothing to worry about!"

Fang Yun nodded. Since that was the case, he felt relieved. The primary purpose of coming down this time was to arrange those pirates to begin clearing land according to his plans. He didn't place much importance on the celebration mentioned by Fang Jianting earlier.

Given the speed of the group, even without hurrying, they soon arrived at the town on Ling Shui Island. The town was already bustling, with members of the Fang family hanging lanterns and decorations, all wearing joyful expressions. It seemed everyone had entered a celebratory mood.

It looked like they had started preparing for the celebration as soon as they heard the news of Fang Yun's return. Fang Yun merely smiled slightly at this and entered the town with Fang Lin and the others.

In the central hall, he saw Fang Jianting and others who had been waiting for a long time.

"Patriarch, how are you? Have you recovered?" Fang Jianting asked eagerly upon seeing Fang Yun.

It was clear that he was quite concerned about Fang Yun's condition. After all, Fang Yun was the hope for the rise of the Fang family and couldn't afford any issues!

Fang Yun felt warm inside at Fang Jianting's concern. He patted Fang Jianting's hand and smiled, "Don't worry, Ancestor. I'm fine; it's just that some trivial matters took a bit of time."

"Good, good! That's great! Then let's start the celebration; everyone has been waiting for a long time!" With that, he pulled Fang Yun toward the other side of the town.

Fang Yun hesitated for a moment, looking at Fang Jianting's aged face, and ultimately softened his heart. Since he had already come down the mountain, a day or two wouldn't make much difference.

Thus, Fang Yun followed Fang Jianting's footsteps to the other side of the town. In one corner of the town, there was a large empty space.

At this time, a platform had already been erected in the empty area, with several rows of chairs set up beneath it. Behind the chairs, numerous round tables were arranged, estimated to be at least several thousand. On the other side of the open space, there were dozens of cooking stations, where a large group of people was busy cooking.

Clearly, the Fang family's way of celebrating was still quite simple. The essence of it could be summed up in one word: eating. Perhaps only the act of eating could bring people enough happiness. Seeing the lively scene, Fang Yun gradually became interested. After all, such a scene was rare even in his previous life.

After waiting for a little while, the food was ready. Fang Yun sat down near the platform with Fang Jianting and the others. At the same time, a troupe arrived on the platform and began performing.