1: Farming Disciple

In a simple wooden hut, Lin Yan stared blankly at a young man who was cursing at him.

He did not know what had happened.

"Where is this?"

"Why am I here? My head hurts so much..."

Lin Yan subconsciously reached out to touch the back of his head, feeling a wet sensation. He looked closely and saw his palm was covered in blood.

"Hiss..." Lin Yan gasped.

His head was bleeding, no wonder it hurt so much.

At the same time, memories flooded into his mind.

"It seems I have undergone Transmigration into someone who is also named Lin Yan." Lin Yan slightly regained his senses.

"This is the Canglan Realm."

"I am a Utility Disciple of the Sword Pavilion, one of the The Seven Great Dao Lineages of the Human Race! I possess a Medium Grade Wood Spiritual Root and specialize in farming!"

Cultivating to achieve immortality and roaming freely between heaven and earth is a temptation no one can refuse.

Lin Yan was instantly energized!

"How did you not die from that bump, you brat? You ignorant fool!" The young man opposite Lin Yan was still cursing him relentlessly.

This person was also a Utility Disciple of the Sword Pavilion, named Zhao Qiyang.

The Zhao Family he came from was a rather powerful Family within the Sword Pavilion.

After a Sect has passed down its Legacy for a long time, its internal members branch out, and their descendants join the Sect, naturally forming groups like Families.

In the Sword Pavilion, Family Disciples like Zhao Qiyang liked to consider themselves locals, ostracizing and suppressing Disciples recruited from outside the Mountain Gate like Lin Yan.

Behind Zhao Qiyang followed two timid young men.

Like Lin Yan, these two were also Utility Disciples recruited from outside the Mountain Gate.

These two had relatively weak personalities; they didn't utter a sound when bullied by Zhao Qiyang and allowed themselves to be ordered around by him.

The reason Zhao Qiyang did this wasn't because of a strong desire for control, but because of the Outer Sect Disciple examination.

The people present were all just Utility Disciples of the Sword Pavilion; to put it bluntly, they were laborers who did odd jobs and farming, working like beasts of burden dedicated to production.

For example, Lin Yan and the others were specifically tasked with farming for the Sword Pavilion.

Although they had stepped into the Sect's Dao, the path to immortality was actually very slim.

Utility Disciples did not have access to any of the wealth, companions, methods, or land required for Cultivating.

Fortunately, the Sword Pavilion would give every Utility Disciple one chance, which was the Outer Sect Disciple examination.

If they passed the examination, they would be allocated property to manage.

Utility Disciples like Lin Yan, who specialized in farming, could be allocated a piece of spirit plant field to manage independently after becoming an Outer Sect Disciple.

Only with a stable source of wealth could one truly step onto the path of immortality.

At this moment, Lin Yan's palm was covered in blood, yet the corners of his mouth revealed an uncontrollable smile...

This scene made Zhao Qiyang feel creeped out, and he couldn't help but curse again:

"You stinking outsider!"

"Do you really think just entering the Sword Pavilion makes you a member of the Sect? Let me tell you, you are still far from it!"

As he spoke, Zhao Qiyang clenched his fists, ready to beat him.

He came from a Sect Family, started Cultivating earlier, and his cultivation level was significantly higher than ordinary Disciples like Lin Yan.

Lin Yan and the others had been in the Sect for less than three years and were busy with utility work, so they were currently only at the early stage of Qi Refining Second Level.

But Zhao Qiyang was already at Qi Refining Third Level, not far from the Fourth Level.

Lin Yan knew he couldn't fight back, so he quickly shouted: "Come on, beat me to death! Let's see how the Enforcement Team deals with you!"

Zhao Qiyang's expression changed, especially when he heard the words "Enforcement Team"; his eyes revealed deep apprehension.

"Brother Yang, this is a critical period for the examination. If we alert the Enforcement Team, it might not be good."

The person speaking was a chubby young man behind Zhao Qiyang named Xu Shuangyuan, who usually had a good relationship with Lin Yan.

In the end, Zhao Qiyang did not dare to make another move.

"I'll let you off today!"

After saying this, Zhao Qiyang turned and left.

"Lin Yan, how is your head?" Xu Shuangyuan asked with concern.

Lin Yan waved his hand and said: "Don't worry, it's nothing."

"Alright then." Xu Shuangyuan took out a small porcelain bottle and handed it to Lin Yan: "This is Golden Sore Medicine, take it and use it."

Just as Lin Yan wanted to refuse, Xu Shuangyuan quickly said: "Just take it, it's an unranked item, not worth much."

"Okay, thank you." Lin Yan accepted the Golden Sore Medicine.

"Hmm, you should rest well; I won't disturb you anymore." After saying this, Xu Shuangyuan quickly left the room.

Lin Yan smiled, fully understanding his predicament.

This Little Fatty was a pretty good person, knew right from wrong, but dared not offend Zhao Qiyang.

Being able to do this much was already quite good.

Lin Yan applied the medicine to the wound on his head.

The wound was not deep, but it was in a tricky spot.

After applying the Golden Sore Medicine, the wound stopped bleeding. Lin Yan breathed a sigh of relief, but then immediately became troubled again.

"The Outer Sect Disciple examination is already difficult, and now with Zhao Qiyang making things hard for me, I'm afraid it will be very difficult to pass!"

"Am I really destined to be a Utility Disciple for my whole life?"

Lin Yan was very unwilling.

After recovering for a moment in the messy wooden hut, he walked out of the room.

It was noon, and the sunlight was just right.

Looking out, the towering mountain range lay across the land like a giant Dragon. At the edge of the mountains, the terrain gradually leveled off, with wooden huts scattered among them.

On the flat ground below the mountain, there were a few acres of Spirit Rice fields spread out.

A breeze blew by, and the Spirit Rice before his eyes rippled in layers. As the waves of rice rose and fell, it brought forth a faint, rustling sound.

This was an acre of Spirit Rice that Lin Yan had personally planted.

"What is this?"

Lin Yan discovered that his Spirit Rice was slightly different from usual.

He saw that on every stalk of Spirit Rice, there was a square projection panel. Looking closely, there were lines of small text on it.

【 spirit plant Name: Spirit Rice 】

【 growth progress: 70 / 100 】

【 Growth Status: Absorbing sunlight and dew, experience + 1; 】

【 Ingesting small amount of spirit fertilizer, experience + 2; 】

【 Absorbing trace amount of Spiritual Qi, experience + 2. 】