Bringing the farm to another world

Chapter 16006 Promotion
He had already accumulated some jealousy power when he was at the foot of the mountain, so as soon as he entered that space, the statue immediately spoke up: "You have already developed the power of jealousy, what reward do you want?"

Yang Qingyu immediately said, "I've been poisoned, and I want to get rid of the poison."

"Okay." Yang Qingyu then felt a flash of golden light before his eyes, and then he returned to his body. As soon as he returned, Yang Qingyu immediately felt a golden light appear in his body, moving around inside him. As the golden light moved around inside his body, he found that the numbness in his body had completely disappeared. After a while, the golden light disappeared and his body returned to normal. He couldn't help but turn his head to look at his bitten shoulder, and found that although the wound on his shoulder had not yet healed, the numbness was completely gone. Yang Qingyu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Yang Qingyu immediately circulated his spiritual energy and found that it was flowing normally, which put his mind at ease. He then took out some medicine to treat the wound on his shoulder, but just as the medicine touched the wound, a large amount of white foam suddenly appeared. The medicine was then absorbed, and the wound on his shoulder disappeared.

This startled Yang Qingyu. He was genuinely puzzled. What was going on? Even the medicine he had applied didn't have such power. What was happening?
Then Yang Qingyu noticed something different: the veins on his body were a darker color than before. This gave him a bad feeling. He immediately made a cut on his hand, and blood flowed out instantly. But the moment the blood flowed, Yang Qingyu froze, because his blood wasn't red, but a bluish-gray. This made Yang Qingyu's face change instantly. He stared at the wound and murmured, "What's going on?"

Then, with a sudden realization, he remembered that he had asked the God of Jealousy to detoxify him, and the changes in his blood occurred after the detoxification.

Upon thinking of this, Yang Qingyu's expression changed even more. He immediately closed his eyes and then re-entered the space. As soon as he entered, Yang Qingyu immediately said to the statue, "Great God, how did my body become like this? Why has the color of my blood changed?"

A voice came from the statue: "You begged me to help you detoxify, but the poison has penetrated too deeply and there is no way to cure it. So I let the poison merge with your body. From now on, you will be a poison person."

The statue actually answered Yang Qingyu, and upon hearing its words, Yang Qingyu froze, only managing to stammer after a long while, "This... this will work?"

"Yes!" The statue only answered with one word, which relieved Yang Qingyu.

Then Yang Qingyu came out of that space. He looked at his body and muttered, "So be it, I'm poisoned. It's better than being poisoned to death." After saying that, he started harvesting Rejuvenating Grass. He had to harvest enough Rejuvenating Grass.

There was plenty of Rejuvenating Grass here. It didn't take long for Yang Qingyu to harvest all the Rejuvenating Grass. After that, he left the valley and returned directly to his sect.

Because Shouyang Mountain wasn't far from Shangyang Sect and there was no danger, Yang Qingyu returned to the sect smoothly. He first went to the management office to hand in his mission, and then returned to his room. As soon as he got back, he went to the meditation room. He thought of Yang Dingtian, which aroused his jealousy. He sat there until nightfall, and then went to rest. The next day, Yang Dingtian got up to cultivate again. This time, he received a reward, and this time he asked for a reward to improve his physical talent. Then he continued to cultivate.

However, after this training, Yang Qingyu discovered a problem. He found that his training speed had increased to the point where one day of training was equivalent to fifty days of training before. However, the improvement was very small, with almost no significant change. This made Yang Qingyu realize that his physical talent had basically reached its limit, and he could no longer ask for any more rewards in terms of physical talent.

In the following days, Yang Qingyu cultivated while completing some simple sect tasks, but he changed the rewards to improve his strength. In just five days, he had already reached the Qi level.

Yang Qingyu then went directly to the outer sect disciple management office to register, and he officially became an outer sect disciple. Moreover, because of his age, he became one of the outer sect disciples who was given special attention and training.

After leaving the outer disciples' management office, he went to the market again to see Yang Yonggang. Yang Yonggang was still busy at Yang's Grain Shop, but now that the ordinary grains had been stored, he no longer needed to keep records. He was now only responsible for distributing grain every day, since the grain shop had to sell grain every day.

Yang Qingyu went straight into the grain store, where he saw Yang Qinghe again. Yang Qinghe greeted him briefly, and then Yang Qingyu went to the backyard.

As soon as Yang Qingyu arrived at the backyard, she saw Yang Yonggang. Yang Yonggang was quite relaxed, sitting at a table in the backyard drinking tea while looking at the account book in his hand.

Upon hearing footsteps, Yang Yonggang looked up. When he saw that it was Yang Qingyu, a smile immediately appeared on his face. He then stood up and looked at Yang Qingyu, saying, "Qingyu, what brings you here? Come and sit down, have some water."

Yang Qingyu walked up to Yang Yonggang and said, "Father, I've come today to tell you some good news. I've reached the Shi level and become a formal disciple of the outer sect." Yang Yonggang was stunned at first, then looked at Yang Qingyu with an expression of disbelief. Immediately afterward, his face lit up with ecstatic joy, and he said in a trembling voice, "Are you telling the truth?"

Yang Qingyu nodded and said, "It's true, Father. Look, I've even changed my identity token."

At Shangyang Sect, the identity tags of outer disciples are also divided into two types. The identity tags used by the most ordinary disciples are made of ironwood, while the identity tags of formal outer disciples, that is, power-level cultivators, are made of iron. Therefore, whether someone is a formal outer disciple or not can be determined by looking at their identity tag.

Yang Yonggang reached out and took the identity card. He gently touched it, and then tears streamed down his face. He said between sobs, "Good, that's great."

Yang Yonggang was overjoyed. His father had spent his entire life trying to become a cultivator at the Shi level, but he hadn't succeeded. He himself had also tried to become a Shi level cultivator, but he hadn't succeeded either. He had thought that Yang Qingyu only had a chance to become a Shi level cultivator, and not even a very sure one. But he never expected that Yang Qingyu would become a Shi level cultivator so quickly. This was definitely good news for them. Now that Yang Qingyu had become a Shi level cultivator, he could become a manager in the sect, which would be much more prestigious than being a manager in the family.

Thinking of this, Yang Yonggang's tears flowed even more. If he weren't afraid of being laughed at by others, he would have already burst into tears. But now he could only hold back.

After stroking the identity token for a while, Yang Yonggang took a deep breath and stopped crying. Then he looked at Yang Qingyu and said, "Keep the identity token safe. With this identity token, you can become a manager in the sect under the family's arrangement. This is good news for our family."

Yang Qingyu smiled and said, "Father, I'm planning to take it a step further. I'm still quite young. I believe that after a while, I might reach the Throne level, and then I'll be an inner disciple."

Upon hearing Yang Qingyu's words, Yang Yonggang burst into laughter and said, "Good, that's ambitious! Keep it up! Aren't you going home to tell your mother and your younger siblings this good news?"

Yang Qingyu is not the only child in his family. However, Yang Qingyu is the eldest. He has a younger brother and a younger sister. His brother is eight years old and his sister is only four years old. His brother has already started cultivating, but it is not yet time for him to join the outer sect of the sect. He is not old enough, so he can only stay at home.

That's why Yang Yonggang wanted to ask Yang Qingyu to go home and tell his family the good news.

Yang Qingyu shook her head and said, "Father, my talent is not very good, so I must seize the time to cultivate. When my strength improves in the future, I will go back and tell Mother in person. Father, I'm leaving now. I need to go back to cultivate. Don't worry about me, I will definitely cultivate well."

Upon hearing Yang Qingyu's words, Yang Yonggang immediately said, "Alright, then you go back. I'll tell your mother and the others the good news when I get back." Yang Qingyu responded and then left the grain store.

As Yang Yonggang watched Yang Qingyu's departing figure, he excitedly spun around in the yard. Just then, Yang Qinghe came to the backyard. Seeing Yang Yonggang's excited appearance, he couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Uncle Yonggang, what's wrong with you?"

When Yang Yonggang saw that it was Yang Qinghe, he became even more excited. He quickly walked to Yang Qinghe's side and shouted loudly, "Qinghe, hahaha, Qinghe, this is really great! Do you know? Qingyu is now a Qi-level cultivator. He has reached the Qi level."

Upon hearing Yang Yonggang's words, Yang Qinghe was taken aback for a moment, and then he immediately said, "Really? Uncle Yonggang? That's wonderful! It's all thanks to your excellent teaching, Uncle Yonggang."

Yang Yonggang laughed heartily, then waved his hand and said, "No, I didn't teach him anything. He cultivated entirely on his own. Hahaha, that's great, really great." Yang Yonggang didn't know who to share this good news with, but Yang Qinghe asked, so he told Yang Qinghe directly. He finally had a place to vent his emotions, and he was truly overjoyed.

Yang Qinghe's feelings at this moment were very complicated. He was a little happy, but he was mostly jealous.