74: Chapter 74 A thief stealing vegetables in the middle of the night? Dare to touch my spirit field? I'll skin you alive!

Deep in the night.

Locust Tree Alley had returned to silence once again.

Only that newly opened Spirit Field radiated a faint glow, like an emerald embedded in the dark night.

Su Yang had long since returned to his room to sleep.

Zhou Mingyue was also fast asleep in the guest room, clutching her phone.

However, at two in the morning, when the Yin Qi was at its peak.

Several sneaky little heads suddenly poked out from the corner outside the courtyard wall.

Looking by the moonlight, they were actually several large, golden-furred... weasels!

The leader was the most unique; its eyebrows were actually white, and it wore a tattered leaf on its head—stolen from who knows where—giving it a somewhat comical, "immortal-like" appearance.

"Slurp..."

The Old Yellow Weasel, the leader, lay on the wall and took a deep breath of the Spirit Field in the courtyard, a look of extreme intoxication appearing on its face.

"So fragrant... such pure Spiritual Qi..."

"Grandpa, is this the legendary Spirit Gathering Grass?"

A small yellow weasel beside it was drooling, "If I eat it, will I be able to take human form?"

"It's more than just taking human form!"

A flash of greed crossed the Old Yellow Weasel's eyes, "This is top-tier Spirit Medicine! If we can steal a few stalks and present them to the Old Ancestor, the status of our branch in the clan will definitely skyrocket!"

"But... there seems to be something dirty in this yard..."

Another timid yellow weasel shrank its neck, "I smell a terrifying corpse aura, and the scent of blood..."

"What are you afraid of!"

The Old Yellow Weasel slapped it on the head, "Fortune favors the bold! And at this hour, the things inside must be asleep."

"Hurry up! Steal it and run! We know Earth Escape; who can catch us?"

After saying this, the Old Yellow Weasel waved its hand.

"Little ones, go! Pull out the ones that have grown the best for me!"

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

The few yellow weasels instantly turned into several yellow shadows, slipping in along the base of the wall, heading straight for that patch of newly sprouted Spirit Gathering Grass.

Their movements were extremely agile and silent upon landing; they were clearly repeat offenders.

Just as the Old Yellow Weasel's claw was about to touch a tender green Spirit Gathering Grass seedling.

Just then.

"Oh my, where did these little mice come from in the middle of the night?"

A lazy and slightly playful female voice suddenly sounded above their heads.

The Old Yellow Weasel stiffened and looked up abruptly.

It saw a young girl wearing a black and white maid outfit sitting on a branch of that old locust tree.

She was swirling a glass of red wine in her hand, her scarlet eyes flickering with an eerie light in the night, staring at them just like a cat playing with mice.

"Oh no! We've been discovered! This target is tough! Run away!"

The Old Yellow Weasel reacted extremely quickly, let out a strange cry, lowered its body, and prepared to burrow into the ground.

This was their Yellow Clan's most specialized skill—the Earth Escape technique!

However.

"Bang!"

Its head, which it was so proud of, just hit the ground and made a dull thud, as if it had hit a steel plate, instantly forming a large bump.

"Ouch! My head!"

The Old Yellow Weasel's eyes welled up with tears from the pain.

"What's going on? Why has the soil become so hard?"

"Idiots."

On the other side, Chu Ling, wearing Qing Dynasty official attire, walked out from the shadows, holding a shovel in her hand.

"This land has already been refined by my master into a Spirit Field; every inch of soil is as hard as gold and iron. Do you think you can burrow through it with those pathetic claws of yours?"

"Since you've come, don't leave."

"It just so happens that Master said the Spirit Field is missing a few dogs to watch the house; I think you lot are quite suitable."

"Run! Run quickly!"

The Old Yellow Weasel was so scared that its Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering; this wasn't an ordinary household at all?

This was entering a den of demons!

It turned to climb the wall, only to find Su Qingcheng, dressed in fiery red, already floating on the wall, the red silk in her hands like a net covering the sky and earth, sealing the entire courtyard tightly.

"Spare us, three great grandmothers!"

The Old Yellow Weasel was also one who knew how to bend and stretch; seeing it couldn't escape, it plopped down on its knees.

Its two front paws cupped in a bow, and it kowtowed frantically like a human.

"This old one didn't recognize the great ones! I was just passing by! Just passing by!"

"Passing by?"

At this moment, the main room's door opened.

Su Yang walked out, wearing a bathrobe and looking grumpy from being woken up.

He held that folding fan in his hand, walked slowly to this group of yellow weasels, and stepped on the Old Yellow Weasel's tail.

"You can pass by and end up in my vegetable plot?"

"And you want to pull my seedlings?"

"Do you think there isn't enough fertilizer in my yard, and you want to contribute yourself as fertilizer, right?"

"No, no, no! Spare me, Great Immortal! Spare me, Master Su!"

The Old Yellow Weasel felt the Pure Yang Qi radiating from Su Yang that made it suffocate, and it was so scared it almost peed itself.

"I... I am Second Master Huang from beside the City South Earth Temple! I practice cultivation! My meat is sour! It's not delicious!"

"Second Master Huang? The Yellow Immortal among the five folk immortals?"

Su Yang raised an eyebrow, squatted down, and lifted its chin with his folding fan.

"Since you are a Essence Spirit that has achieved cultivation, you must have plenty of good things on you, right?"

"Come on, pay the life-buying money."

"I'm a very fair person, one yellow weasel for ten thousand... oh no, one Magic Treasure. There are five of you in total, so that's five pieces."

"For every one missing, I will peel one skin."

"I'll give! I'll give!"

The Old Yellow Weasel dared not bargain and hurriedly spat out a grayish, dusty bead from its mouth.

It also made the little ones take out all their treasures.

A fragment of hundred-year-old lightning-struck wood.

A gold tooth from who knows what era.

And a few stalks of wild ginseng that hadn't dried out yet.

"Just this?"

Su Yang looked at the pile of junk with disdain.

"Except for this lightning-struck wood, which is somewhat useful, the rest is trash."

"It seems you really want to become a scarf."

"Don't, don't! Great Immortal! I have one more special skill!"

The Old Yellow Weasel thought quickly in its desperation and shouted:

"I know the growth acceleration technique! I am a wood-attribute Essence Spirit, I can help you farm!"

"Although these Spirit Gathering Grasses are growing well, it will take at least three days for them to mature."

"As long as you spare us, I am willing to sacrifice ten years of cultivation to help you accelerate the growth of this batch tonight!"

"Oh?"

Su Yang's eyes lit up.

A little farming expert?

This is great!

He happened to think this grass was growing too slowly, not enough to make tea.

"Fine, you said it yourself."

Su Yang released his foot and clapped his hands.

"Before dawn tonight, if the grass in this field isn't mature, tomorrow's breakfast will be stewed yellow weasel with mushrooms."

"Mary, watch them."

"If they dare to slack off, bleed them directly."

"Alright, Master!"

Mary licked her lips excitedly, the dinner knife in her hand spinning rapidly.

And so.

This night, in the courtyard of No. 44 Courtyard, an extremely inspiring scene appeared.

Five yellow weasels stuck their butts up, surrounding those few Spirit Gathering Grass plants, emitting green light from their bodies, tired and puffing as they channeled their monster power.

Beside them stood a Vampire overseer, occasionally waving a small whip in her hand.

...

The next morning.

When the first ray of sunlight sprinkled into the courtyard.

A refreshing fragrance instantly permeated the entire alley.

Su Yang pushed the door open and walked out, giving a big stretch.

Upon entering his view, that Spirit Field which originally only had tender buds was now full of mature Spirit Gathering Grass, over a foot tall, emerald green throughout, with dew drops hanging on the leaves!

Between the emerald green leaves, Spiritual Qi faintly circulated; just smelling it made one feel refreshed.

And on the edge of the field, those five yellow weasels were exhausted.

One by one, they stuck out their tongues, as if their bodies had been hollowed out, without even the strength to run away.

"Not bad, although you look a bit ugly, this work efficiency is quite high."

Su Yang nodded with satisfaction, walked over, and casually pulled up a stalk of Spirit Gathering Grass.

"Ding! Harvested [Mature Spirit Gathering Grass] × 1! Quality: Excellent!"

"System recycling price: 10 points/stalk."

"Recycle? Only a fool would recycle."

Su Yang curled his lip.

Although this thing is an Elementary Spirit Plant.

But in this current Dharma-ending era where Spiritual Qi is exhausted, it's a treasure that money can't buy.

"Mary! Boil the water!"

Su Yang walked into the house with a handful of Spirit Gathering Grass.

"Today we are drinking Fairy Tea!"

Ten minutes later.

A pot of emerald green, clear tea, emitting curling spiritual mist, was brought to the stone table.

Zhou Mingyue rubbed her eyes as she walked out, immediately captivated by the fragrance.

"So fragrant! Boss, what are you brewing?"

"Tea."

Su Yang poured himself a cup and took a small sip.

Boom!

A warm stream of energy went straight down his throat, instantly turning into pure spiritual power and dispersing into his limbs and bones.

The slightest hint of fatigue vanished instantly, and he felt invigorated, as if he had just had a full-body massage.

"Is this the taste of Spirit Tea?"

Su Yang narrowed his eyes slightly; this effect was more than a hundred times stronger than Red Bull!

"I want to drink it too!"

Zhou Mingyue couldn't wait to pour herself a cup and gulped it down.

"Wow! So hot... but so comfortable!"

Zhou Mingyue widened her eyes and touched her face.

"Boss! I think my skin seems to have gotten better! That pimple from earlier is gone!"

"Don't be so surprised, detoxification and beauty maintenance are just basic operations."

Just as the two were tasting the tea.

"Screech—"

A stretched black Rolls Royce silently stopped at the entrance of the alley.

The car door opened.

An old man wearing a Tang suit, with a head of silver hair but looking spirited, helped a young girl with a pale face who looked sickly walk down.

As soon as the old man got out of the car, his nose twitched, and a look of shock appeared on his face.

"Such rich Spiritual Qi!"

"This... is this the smell of legendary Spirit Medicine maturing?!"

He looked abruptly at the gate of No. 44 Courtyard, a light of wild joy erupting in his eyes.

"It seems the rumors are true! In this Locust Tree Alley, there really lives a hidden master!"

"Wan'er, you are saved!"