Bringing the farm to another world

Chapter 16003 Jealousy
The Shangyang Sect is a major sect, the number one sect in the Shangyang Domain. The sect has more than a dozen experts at the Kingdom level. They dominate the entire Shangyang Domain with the power of the sect alone. No other sect in the Shangyang Domain dares to raise its voice in front of the Shangyang Sect.

Yang Qingyu is an outer disciple of the Shangyang Sect. The Yang surname is the largest surname in the Shangyang Sect, and there are countless experts in this family. Among the dozen or so kingdom-level experts in the Shangyang Sect, four are from the Yang family. The population of the Yang family is even greater, numbering in the tens of thousands. Yang Qingyu is just an ordinary disciple from a side branch of the Yang family, the kind of person who would not be remembered by anyone in the Yang family.

His strength wasn't very high, and his talent was only average. Therefore, he was one of the least valued disciples in the Yang family. Even his status as an outer disciple was only given to him out of respect for the Yang family. So, he wasn't valued in the outer sect either.

He is only sixteen years old today. His father is just a minor steward in the family, not a steward in the sect. This steward only helps the family manage a small business. Moreover, he does not manage the entire business; he only manages a part of it. He can be said to be among the lowest-ranking people in the Yang family. If he were strong enough, he might be arranged by the Yang family to enter the sect and become a steward there. That would be much better than being a steward in the family.

Yang Qingyu has no talent. Given his current situation, he will likely follow the same path as his father and become a steward in the family. He might not even be able to secure a steward position. People like him are not even as well-regarded as some of the favored servants in the Yang family.

Yang Qingyu kept a very low profile in the outer sect; no one in the outer sect of Shangyang Sect knew that he was a member of the Yang family.

Yang Qingyu was cultivating in his room. He cultivated very diligently, but unfortunately, his talent was quite average. So no matter how hard he tried, his strength was still somewhat inferior to that of the other disciples in the outer sect. However, he could still barely keep up with the progress.

Just as Yang Qingyu was cultivating, a commotion suddenly came from outside the door. Yang Qingyu was startled, then quickly tidied himself up and went out of the room. Outside, he saw a cultivator running out. Their place was a small building with a large corridor and small rooms along the corridor.

Yang Qingyu was staying in one of the rooms when a cultivator ran past him. Yang Qingyu quickly grabbed the man and asked, "Senior brother, what's wrong?"

The man said excitedly, "Don't you know? The Yang family's genius has arrived! Do you know who the Yang family's genius is?"

When Yang Qingyu heard what the man said, he was taken aback. He knew all too well who the genius of the Yang family was. The Yang family had many geniuses, but when people outside the family mentioned the genius of the Yang family, the first person they would think of was Yang Dingtian, the eldest grandson of the Yang family.

Yang Dingtian is the most famous genius in the Yang family. He started cultivating at the age of five. Because he was young at the time, the family did not dare to let him cultivate for too long. So he did not reach the power level until he was ten years old. He reached the throne level at twelve, the imperial carriage level at thirteen, and the royal palace level at fifteen. Today, he is only eighteen years old and has already reached the peak of the royal palace level. He is about to reach the royal city level. It is conceivable that he will become a kingdom-level master in the future.

Yang Dingtian was undoubtedly the number one genius of the Yang family, so when that cultivator said that the genius of the Yang family had arrived, Yang Qingyu immediately knew who he was talking about.

His expression darkened, and he loosened his grip. The man ignored him and ran straight outside. Yang Qingyu, having regained his senses, glanced around and saw everyone in the building running out. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. He quickly reached the outside and saw all the disciples running in one direction. Yang Qingyu followed suit, not walking very fast. To be honest, he didn't want to see Yang Dingtian. Although Yang Dingtian couldn't possibly know him, he still didn't want to see him. They were both from the Yang family, but Yang Dingtian had everything he could want: status, strength, even looks and temperament. He had everything, while he, besides the surname Yang, had almost nothing. Although he could keep up with the outer disciples, it was only by a lot of effort, several times more than others. Compared to Yang Dingtian, Yang Dingtian was like a cloud in the sky, while he was like mud on the ground.

The difference is like heaven and earth. How could Yang Qingyu possibly want to see Yang Dingtian? But Yang Dingtian appeared here at the outer gate, which made him a little curious. He really wanted to know why Yang Dingtian was here.

Soon Yang Qingyu arrived at the outer sect's preaching hall, where he also saw Yang Dingtian.

The Outer Sect's Preaching Hall is a place found in every area of ​​the Outer Sect. Every month, an elder or core disciple of the sect will come here to preach. There are many such halls. The halls are circular and have walls nearly ten feet high. In the center of the hall, there is a platform ten feet high. The elder or core disciple who is preaching will sit on that platform and preach to everyone. All the outer sect disciples can find a place to sit in the hall and listen to him preach. Many outer sect disciples look forward to this day the most, because it is one of the few opportunities they have to hear a master of the sect preach.

Yang Qingyu entered the courtyard and saw Yang Dingtian sitting on the high platform. He had his eyes slightly closed and didn't speak, but the courtyard was already crowded with countless outer sect disciples. Some of these outer sect disciples weren't even from their own region, so there seemed to be many more people in the courtyard than usual. Yang Qingyu looked at Yang Dingtian sitting there, his eyes filled with jealousy. The gap between the two Yang family members was too great, but Yang Qingyu didn't dare to show it. He only glanced at Yang Dingtian sitting there before looking away, finding a seat and sitting down as well.

Soon it was the hour of Si (9-11 AM), and Yang Dingtian opened his eyes. He then flicked his finger, and a gust of wind struck a small golden bell on the high platform. A loud clang echoed throughout the courtyard, and everyone fell silent. They all knew that Yang Dingtian was about to begin his sermon, and everyone sat up straight, waiting for him to start.

Yang Dingtian glanced at the people below, then slowly began to speak: "The path of cultivation is like rowing against the current; if you don't advance, you fall behind. Talent is very important, but hard work is equally important. Only those who work hard can go further. I hope you can all work hard in your cultivation. Today, we are going to talk about the sect's introductory cultivation method, the Jade Yang True Explanation..." Then Yang Dingtian began to explain the Jade Yang True Explanation to everyone.

The Jade Yang True Explanation is a foundational cultivation method used by the Shangyang Sect. Most of the outer disciples practice this method, so it is very appropriate for him to lecture on the Jade Yang True Explanation.

Yang Dingtian explained it very well, making it easy for everyone to understand. All the disciples listened with great interest.

Yang Qingyu listened quietly, but his eyes were mostly focused on Yang Dingtian. His jealousy grew stronger and stronger, and his eyes were almost red.

Yang Dingtian didn't notice him at all. There were too many disciples coming, and it wasn't uncommon to see eyes like Yang Qingyu's. Yang Dingtian didn't care at all; he had grown up under such gazes since he was a child.

The sermon ended quickly, lasting an hour. After finishing his sermon, Yang Dingtian flicked the golden bell once more, then stood up and flew away.

As soon as he left, the people in the courtyard stood up and walked out in twos and threes, chatting as they went. Yang Qingyu, however, calmly returned to his room and went straight into the meditation room.

He sat cross-legged in his quiet room and closed his eyes. He wanted to cultivate, but the image of Yang Dingtian preaching on the high platform kept appearing in his mind, making it impossible for him to continue cultivating.

Yang Qingyu didn't want to think about this, but it was no use. As soon as he closed his eyes, he would think about it. He wanted to force himself to cultivate, but he simply couldn't do it.

Just then, a vortex suddenly appeared silently above Yang Qingyu's head. Then, a golden light flew out of the vortex and entered Yang Qingyu's body. Yang Qingyu's body stiffened, then swayed and fell to the ground.

Yang Qingyu felt that he had entered a very peculiar space. In this space, there was a statue of a god. The statue looked very strange. It sat cross-legged on the ground, looking up at the sky with a jealous expression on its face.

Just as Yang Qingyu was somewhat surprised at how he had ended up here, he suddenly heard a voice say, "You have become jealous, and I will reward you." The next moment, Yang Qingyu felt a flash of golden light in his eyes, and then he found himself lying in the quiet room of his own room.

Yang Qingyu jumped up immediately. He looked around but found nothing. He then checked his own body, but still found nothing. Yang Qingyu frowned. He found nothing unusual about himself, but why was he suddenly lying on the ground? He remembered that he had just tried to cultivate, but he couldn't continue no matter what he did. Now he was lying on the ground. This was too strange.

And that dream I just had, it was so real! It was so real that he almost thought it was real. What's going on? What was that dream all about?
Yang Qingyu was unaware of the situation, but he also realized that he seemed to be alright, which put his mind at ease. He let out a long breath and sat down again. He wanted to try to see if he could cultivate. He knew his situation all too well. If he didn't cultivate diligently, he might not even be able to keep up with the outer disciples' cultivation progress. At that point, he would probably be eliminated. Although the sect might not directly eliminate him because he was a member of the Yang family, countless people would probably point at his back and say that he was a nepotism recruit. Therefore, he had to cultivate diligently. No matter what, he couldn't let himself be eliminated, as that would be too shameful. So, he had to work hard now and couldn't relax for a moment.