Bringing the farm to another world

"Grandmaster Uncle, your disciple Fang Zhongyi requests an audience." Fang Zhongyi stood in front of a cave. It was a dark cave, and it looked like it hadn't been cleaned for a long time. Moss had grown at the entrance, giving it a very dilapidated feel. If Fang Zhongyi didn't know that the Kong family's ancestor Kong Ming lived in this cave, he wouldn't have believed that anyone lived here.

However, he remained standing there obediently. After a while, he heard a voice say, "It's Zhongyi. Come in." The voice was very old and sounded weak and powerless.

Fang Zhongyi responded and then entered the cave. As soon as he entered, he felt a sense of openness and spaciousness. Inside the cave, there was a large open space. There should have been some medicinal herbs planted here, but now it looked somewhat desolate. The medicinal fields were overgrown with weeds, as if no one had taken care of them for a long time.

Further in, several more caves came into view. Most of these caves were completely dark, except for one cave where there was a faint light, though it wasn't very bright. Fang Zhongyi entered the cave with the light and was immediately greeted by a large space. This space was large, but also empty. The entire space looked to be about three to four hundred square meters, but apart from a few futons, there was nothing else in the space. On one of the futons, a person was sitting.

The man was dressed in a black robe, which looked rather worn, but the nine suns embroidered on it were still visible. The man covered by the black robe looked even stranger. He was very thin and short, so thin that he looked like skin and bones. He had very little hair on his head, and even his eyebrows were almost gone. He sat there like a skeleton covered with a layer of skin. If it weren't for the fact that his eyes were still open, Fang Zhongyi would probably have thought that the man was already dead.

This person was none other than Kongming, the patriarch of the Kong family. Fang Zhongyi immediately clasped his hands in greeting to Kongming and said, "Greetings, Grandmaster Uncle. Disciple Fang Zhongyi is here to pay his respects."

Kongming looked at Fang Zhongyi, his face twitching slightly. But because of his advanced age, his skin was loose and his face was full of wrinkles, so his movement made him look somewhat frightening. Then he spoke slowly, "No need to be polite, come and sit down. I am very happy that you came to see a dying man like me."

Fang Zhongyi straightened up, and upon hearing Kongming's words, he quickly said, "Grandmaster Uncle, what are you saying? You still have a long lifespan ahead of you, there's no need to say such discouraging things."

As Fang Zhongyi spoke, he walked over to the futon next to Kongming and sat down. Kongming listened to his words, twitched the corner of his mouth, then slowly shook his head and sighed, "I know my own situation. I don't have many years left to live. When I was young, I was injured in a fight. It wasn't a big deal before, but now those old injuries are starting to recur. I can hardly suppress those injuries anymore. I really don't have many years left to live."

Fang Zhongyi felt a pang of sadness upon hearing Kongming's words. He remained silent for a moment, then glanced at Kongming before speaking, "Grandmaster Uncle, I have a method here that can extend your lifespan, but I don't know if you need it?"

Upon hearing Fang Zhongyi's words, Kongming's eyes lit up. He then slowly turned to look at Fang Zhongyi and asked, "Is there really such a method?"

Fang Zhongyi nodded slowly, then said, "But there's a prerequisite: you have to leave the Nine Yang Immortal Palace and become a member of another sect. I wonder if you're willing?"

Kongming was taken aback, then his eyes suddenly sharpened, staring at Fang Zhongyi like swords. He then said in a deep voice, "Who sent you?" His tone had turned cold, and his whole being exuded a murderous intent.

Fang Zhongyi was startled when he saw Kongming's appearance. Kongming gave him a very dangerous feeling, and the killing intent was so strong that it made him feel breathless.

Fang Zhongyi realized that he had underestimated his grandmaster. This grandmaster could still unleash powerful combat strength. He had seriously underestimated this grandmaster.

Fang Zhongyi slowly said, "They sent me because they wanted to get Grandmaster Uncle to join them. It is true that they can increase your lifespan."

Kongming looked at Fang Zhongyi and then asked, "You betrayed the sect?"

Fang Zhongyi gave a wry smile and said, "It wouldn't be considered betraying the sect. I actually fought the enemy to the very last moment. I am no longer the same person I used to be, so I can't be considered a betrayer."

Upon hearing this, Kongming looked at him with some confusion and asked, "What do you mean?"

Fang Zhongyi smiled slightly, then with a thought, he transformed into a skeleton in the next moment. He spoke in his skeleton form, "That's it." After saying that, he returned to normal.

Kongming was startled when he saw Fang Zhongyi's appearance. He then stared intently at Fang Zhongyi and asked, "Is the method you mentioned for increasing lifespan also to become like you?" Fang Zhongyi nodded and said, "That's right, the method I mentioned for increasing lifespan is to become like me."

Kongming snorted coldly and said, "Then are you still yourself?"

"Of course it's me. I still have my thoughts, my feelings, and my memories. There's nothing different from before. If I had to say what's different, it would probably be that I'm now only loyal to another sect."

Kongming stopped speaking. If he still had a hundred years left to live, he would definitely have attacked Fang Zhongyi now. He was still very loyal to the Nine Yang Immortal Palace. However, he really didn't have many years left to live. He estimated that he would have no more than ten years left to live. Ten years of lifespan might not be short for ordinary people, but for cultivators, it was just a matter of a snap of the fingers. Therefore, Kongming did not attack Fang Zhongyi.

Fang Zhongyi looked at Kongming and continued, "Grandmaster Uncle, do you know the current situation of the Kong family? The Kong family is facing a shortage of successors. Once you pass away, what will happen to the Kong family? Even if the Kong family is still a family, it probably won't be a large family anymore. The Kong family will probably slowly decline. Do you really want to see the Kong family become like this?"

Kongming's face immediately darkened, and he stared intently at Fang Zhongyi. Fang Zhongyi looked at Kongming and could tell that although Kongming was still aggressive this time, he no longer had any killing intent.

Kongming looked at Fang Zhongyi and then slowly said, "Aren't you afraid I'll attack you? If I do, the people in the sect will know immediately, and you'll definitely die without a burial place. It seems that the sect behind you doesn't care about you much. They don't even care about your life or death. You are a kingdom-level expert. Even you can be abandoned so easily. It seems that the sect behind you doesn't care about you very much."

Fang Zhongyi smiled and said, "Grandmaster Uncle is wrong. Our sect cares about me a lot. I promise you, Grandmaster Uncle, if you really attack me, I guarantee you will die immediately." As soon as he finished speaking, an aura appeared directly in the cave. This aura pressed down like a mountain, and Kongming's body couldn't help but bend over suddenly, and even his bones were cracking.

His face immediately turned extremely ugly. He had never imagined that someone could do this with just their aura. This surprised him greatly. He stared intently at Fang Zhongyi, who was also looking at him with a smile on his face.

That imposing aura quickly vanished. Kongming let out a long breath, then looked at Fang Zhongyi with an extremely ugly expression and asked, "Who is he?"

Fang Zhongyi knew what he meant; he was asking who had released this aura. Fang Zhongyi smiled slightly and said, "The Blood Slaughter Sect Master, Zhao Hai."

"Blood Slaughter Sect? Never heard of it. When did such a sect appear in the Divine Realm?"

"This is indeed a newly emerged sect. They are incredibly legendary, and it's impossible to explain them in just a few words. Grandmaster Uncle, now it's your turn to make a choice. Do you want to join the Blood Slaughter Sect? If you join, you can become a member of the undead race, and you will have endless lifespan. If you don't join, we will have no choice but to forcibly turn you into an undead race. Although the final result is the same, there is still a big difference between the two. One is voluntary, while the other is forced."

Kongming took a deep breath, looked at Fang Zhongyi, and then a smile suddenly appeared on his face. He said, "You're right. I have no choice now. If I die, the Kong family will probably be finished. They think I don't know that they've been scheming against the Kong family behind my back all these years, trying to slowly take them down and divide up all their interests after I die. I won't let them succeed. I agree to join you. Come on." Kongming looked at Fang Zhongyi after he finished speaking.

Fang Zhongyi looked at Kongming and smiled slightly, then said in a deep voice, "Grandmaster Uncle, if you are really ready, then I will make my move."

Kongming nodded and said, "I'm ready."

Fang Zhongyi nodded, then with a flick of his hand, he carved a rune and directly slapped it into Kongming's body. The divine light in Kongming's eyes disappeared instantly, but his body did not shrink. Even if it did shrink, it was very small because he was already very thin.

Soon, the divine light in Kongming's eyes returned to normal. He looked down at his body, then raised his hand. Although his appearance hadn't changed, he felt that he was completely different from before. His spiritual energy was slowly disappearing, though at a very slow pace. He could clearly feel his spiritual energy vanishing, along with his life force. He could clearly feel himself slowly heading towards death. Although the process was extremely slow, he could clearly feel it. This feeling truly filled him with despair.

Although he still looks the same as before, with no outward changes, his spiritual energy is recovering rapidly, and his life force is also recovering—changes he never dared to imagine before. (End of Chapter)