61: Chapter 61 Planting Golden Jade Marrow Fruit Again

"Over a hundred Nascent Soul True Lords?"

"Yes, it seems over a dozen members of your Liu Clan also bought it."

When Zhao Mo said this, Liu Yaogu almost exploded on the spot.

"Dammit, those treacherous bastards."

Liu Yaogu looked at Zhao Mo with an ashen face, his mind churning with unknown thoughts.

Zhao Mo looked back at Liu Yaogu without any apprehension. This was Tianfeng Valley, and he, Zhao Mo, was a hero who had just contributed the method for planting golden marrow fruit.

If Liu Yaogu really moved against him, it could only be said that the Xuan Sect was doomed.

"Good, good. True Person Mo is indeed impressive; no wonder several members of the Liu Clan fell by your hand."

Liu Yaogu stared at Zhao Mo, planning to resort to underhanded tactics.

As a Nascent Soul True Lord, directly killing Zhao Mo would be hard to clean up, but secretly tripping him up and hindering Zhao Mo's Cultivation would be no problem.

"Suppress!"

Zhao Mo's head jolted, and he fainted.

"With my blood, I suppress the rivers and mountains. Seal!"

Liu Yaogu did not hesitate to use his Nascent Soul True Blood to isolate the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi around Zhao Mo.

However, his magic power was limited; even with the use of True Blood, he could only isolate it for a year.

"Hmph, within a year, your cultivation shall not advance an inch. This should affect your Dao Heart, right?"

In Liu Yaogu's view, someone like Zhao Mo must usually Cultivate diligently; otherwise, how could his cultivation advance so quickly?

Unable to feel Spiritual Qi for a year, with his cultivation unable to grow even a bit, Zhao Mo would surely be driven mad with anxiety.

After finishing this, Liu Yaogu, with a pale face, hurriedly departed.

Unfortunately, what Liu Yaogu didn't know was that Zhao Mo didn't Cultivate at all in his spare time. Whether the Spiritual Qi was isolated or not had no impact on Zhao Mo.

It was also fortunate that Liu Yaogu didn't know; otherwise, the one whose Dao Heart would be affected would be him.

A quarter of an hour after Liu Yaogu left, Zhao Mo finally woke up.

The first thing he did upon waking was check his pants.

Fortunately, they were still tied exactly as they were in the morning.

"Damn it, they say the True Lords of the Liu Clan are all perverts. I thought this Liu Yaogu was going to do something indecent to me."

Thank goodness. If he lost his 'rear defense' for a mere thousand Spirit Stones, it would be a huge loss.

Well, the most important thing was the disgust. How could he, True Person Mo, be the 'receiver'?

Then he checked his Storage Ring and Storage Pouch; nothing was missing.

Inside his body, his magic power circulated for a cycle; there was nothing abnormal in his Dantian or Meridians.

"Strange, what did that True Lord Yaogu mean by suddenly knocking me out?" Zhao Mo was completely baffled.

In fact, how could Liu Yaogu have known that the High-Grade Spirit Stones Chen Yuxiang received would actually be shared with Zhao Mo? Otherwise, it would be a wonder if the Storage Ring on Zhao Mo's hand could be kept.

...

During the trip to Tianfeng Valley, Liu Yaogu confirmed that the Xuan Sect could already plant golden marrow fruit, and in the short term, he couldn't stop the many Spiritual Planters from planting them.

Although he had sealed the Spiritual Qi around Zhao Mo, which counted as venting some spite.

However, he couldn't solve the issue of the golden marrow fruit in his own hands.

"Go, use the Liu Clan's channels to tell the Iron Sword Sect that someone in the Xuan Sect has grown golden marrow fruit."

Actually, there was no need for Liu Yaogu to notify the Iron Sword Sect; they had already received the news long before this.

"Grown golden marrow fruit?"

"It seems this Liu Yaogu is just a silver-plated spearhead—looks good but is useless."

"The Xuan Sect can plant golden marrow fruit? Guess if we believe it?"

"When harvest time comes next year, the lie will naturally fall apart."

The Iron Sword Sect didn't take the news from the Xuan Sect seriously and continued as usual, which meant Liu Yaogu's plan to have the Iron Sword Sect deal with Zhao Mo failed.

"Old Ancestor, when will you finally achieve a Breakthrough? If you Breakthrough, why would my Liu Clan have to suffer this grievance?"

"What True Person Mo? I'd split him with one stroke."

At this moment, Liu Yaogu actually began to look forward to his Old Ancestor's Breakthrough. Unfortunately, the higher the cultivation, the longer the Breakthrough takes. For someone at the level of the Liu Family's Old Ancestor, a single seclusion is measured in thousands of years.

During this time, their Liu Clan could only lie low.

Winter went and spring came.

Tianfeng Valley was livelier than in previous years.

Zhao Mo sat before a large copper pot where golden marrow fruit were tumbling inside; he was surrounded by people on all sides and from above.

"Which lord is above my head? You're blocking all the light."

"Hurry up and move the cloud away."

Zhao Mo said angrily.

"Hehe, True Person Mo, are you really boiling these golden marrow fruit?"

"I thought you were lying to us."

Zhao Mo said grumpily, "So—"

"Is this the reason you're all surrounding me and won't leave my side?"

"Fine, if you want to watch, watch closely, but stay a bit further away. You're surrounding me too tightly."

He had already taken their Spirit Stones, and these people had also contributed to the third-grade spirit fields of Tianfeng Valley.

Zhao Mo could only patiently teach them step by step.

"Whoa, don't touch my spiritual field."

Zhao Mo's heart was bleeding; it turned out a group of bored Nascent Soul True Lords had already built up his ridges.

"My experience points..."

Zhao Mo didn't know whether to laugh or cry; twenty experience points might be small, but even a mosquito's leg is meat.

"True Person Mo, no need to thank us; it's just a small matter."

"I really thank your ancestors for eight generations," Zhao Mo complained in his heart.

"Time's up."

"Everyone, move aside."

"Come, come, Immortal Master, you rest. We'll handle these small chores. Just tell us how to do it?"

Zhao Mo was held down by these Nascent Soul True Lords, who wouldn't let him do the work himself.

"How deep should we dig the soil?"

"How should we place the green core of the golden marrow fruit?"

"After covering it with soil, do we need to water it?"

"How long until it sprouts?"

Zhao Mo found that these Nascent Soul True Lords were much more meticulous than those low-level Cultivators; they asked about everything in great detail.

Many hands make light work.

In less than half a day, all thirty-six of Zhao Mo's spiritual fields were planted.

And Zhao Mo again lost twenty experience points.

"Damn gou system? Why doesn't it count as experience points when others help with the work? You're going too far!"

Only silence answered Zhao Mo.

How could the arrogant Lord System bother with Zhao Mo?

"System!"

Fortunately, Zhao Mo's call was still useful, and a transparent panel slowly appeared.

[Farmer: Zhao Mo]

[Cultivation: Golden Core Second Level (Cannot be upgraded.)]

[Experience Points: 1320/1500]

[Reward: None.]

"One thousand three hundred and twenty experience points. After this harvest, I should be able to advance to the Golden Core Third Level."

"Dammit, these people went too far, making me lose forty experience points."

Zhao Mo remained resentful toward the Nascent Soul True Lords who had helped.

"This is delaying my cultivation."

Next, Zhao Mo wasn't idle either. Today, some True Lord didn't know how the boiling was going; tomorrow, another True Lord wouldn't know how to make ice. One problem after another arose, and they all wanted to keep Zhao Mo there.

It wasn't until half a month later that Zhao Mo finally stopped.

This time, the Xuan Sect had planted golden marrow fruit in almost all of its gold-attribute spiritual fields, totaling a staggering ten thousand mu, setting a historical record.

One must know that these were all third-grade spirit fields, not comparable to the Grade One Spiritual Fields in Xiao Ji Village.

If there were a problem with the golden marrow fruit this year, not only would Zhao Mo be finished, but even the Xuan Sect would suffer a severe blow to its Origin Qi.

After planting the green cores, the most important part was the field management.

Zhao Mo was lying prone in the spiritual field, carefully observing the golden marrow sprouts.

"Strange, what is this thing?"