Cultivation begins with harvest.

"It seems like these guys live better than us."

With Zhao Qiushi's help, and since Chen Guang and his companion were disciples of the Qingheng Sect, they entered the residential area without much difficulty. Each person had a two-courtyard house, and there were pavilions and terraces everywhere, making it difficult to take in the sights.

Wan Longjing couldn't help but send a sarcastic comment via telepathy.

"For cultivators, resources that are not related to cultivation are not considered resources," Chen Guang replied.

Wan Longjing felt the same way. Resources that were linked to cultivation could not be squandered. Even within the Qingheng Sect, where resources were abundant, the courtyards of the spirit farmers were only so big. This was because the larger the living space, the more spiritual fields they encroached upon. Those were all spiritual fields of purple spiritual soil. Even if Chen Guang and the others were asked to expand their courtyards, they would be unwilling.

That's why this ridiculous scene occurred. The living conditions of the cultivators are probably not as luxurious as those of ordinary people. They are crowded together in a tense atmosphere on Mount Yunlao. It is because of this that Chen Guang wants to have his own cave dwelling. His current residence is actually equivalent to "employee dormitory". It is incomparable to having his own small courtyard.

Judging from the Zhao family's situation, the living conditions of Dongfang Lieming and his sister shouldn't be too bad, right?

Upon having this thought, Chen Guang couldn't help but ask, "Fellow Daoist Qiushi, is this always the environment where the mortals of the Zhao family live?"

Unsure of Chen Guang's meaning, Zhao Qiushi hesitated and spoke while observing Chen Guang's expression: "These are all meritorious individuals who voluntarily gave up their opportunity to cultivate in this generation, while also undertaking some troublesome affairs. Since they cannot live forever, we should treat them as well as possible under normal conditions."

"That's to be expected, but I heard that a brother and sister from the Dongfang family, who should have had an extremely comfortable upbringing under their parents' protection, couldn't stand some of the bullying within the clan. I only heard about it, but seeing the differences here, I couldn't help but ask out of curiosity," Chen Guang said.

"Oh, is that so?" Zhao Qiushi straightened his neck, revealing a malicious smile. "The Dongfang Clan, in principle, as long as it's not a spiritual land, a cultivator family with enough strength can plan as much territory as they want. But the Dongfang Clan is different. There are other rogue cultivator families all around. Although that Tea Creek is the best among the rogue cultivator spiritual lands, even better than Dongdu Plain, the total amount of land it owns is not much. Hehe, all the rogue cultivator families open up the supply of ordinary resources to deal with clansmen who lack talent, but the Dongfang Clan is even short of land..."

Chen Guang finally understood.

If the clan members can't even find some basic points of psychological balance, the atmosphere of the entire clan is probably not much better. It's not certain, but it's very likely.

Wan Longjing transmitted his voice and said, "I have indeed heard that the Dongfang Clan intends to annex the surrounding rogue families. However, as they are all vassals of the Qingheng Sect, unless they give up on it internally, even the Qingheng Sect would not usually make any forceful demands on other families. Therefore, the Dongfang Clan has had a lot of unpleasantness with other rogue families. In short, things have been quite chaotic in recent years, and the Guanglin Hall has a lot of opinions about the Dongfang Clan."

During the conversation, we arrived at the gate of the first and third courtyards.

The copper bell at the entrance was clearly a spiritual tool. When it rang, it could be heard even in the deepest part of the courtyard. After all, everyone here was a member of the Zhao family, and there were no outside servants. The courtyard was too big, and with so few people, it naturally felt empty. There was no need to use a spiritual tool, and no one informed the Zhao family members deep inside the courtyard.

"Sometimes I also feel that although this courtyard is so big and grand, it feels empty and not quite right," Zhao Qiushi said, ringing the door bell. "So many people go to the Mortal City Kingdom to enjoy themselves, but the advantage of staying here is that the younger generation has a greater chance."

Soon after, the owner of the courtyard appeared. After exchanging a few polite words and inquiring about the purpose of the visit, he told Zhao Qiushi that the person was not at home. He had been leaving early and returning late these past few days, and could only be seen at night.

The young man surnamed Zhao frowned: "I don't know for sure, I only know that he comes every day to urge me on the progress of the weapon refining."

"It's alright. If you don't mind, I'll wait here." Chen Guang waved his hand.

Zhao Qiushi advised, "Waiting here is too boring. Why don't we go to the market? My Zhao family's Dongdu Market is quite famous, and we should be able to find some good things that will satisfy you, my fellow disciples."

"Just consider it a form of cultivation." Chen Guang didn't really think much of the things in Dongdu Market. If it weren't for the Ziling Pavilion's ten-year rotation system, there wouldn't be many Qi cultivation resources that couldn't be bought in Xingfeng Market, and the average price there was at a completely different level from here.

Chen Guang and Wan Longjing didn't take it seriously, but Chen Guang, who had always been curious about Zhao Li, noticed that after hearing his answer, Zhao Li seemed to subconsciously look at Zhao Qiushi. All along, Zhao Li had followed Zhao Qiushi like a guard, without saying a word, and was like a puppet without any emotions. Only now did he show a slight difference.

Although the soul is stronger and the senses are more acute, that scene was fleeting, like an illusion.

"Among the few teachings of the Qingheng Sect, it has always been emphasized that cultivation requires unwavering faith in intuition and a strong skepticism towards illusions."

Chen Guang recorded this scene.

"Alright, I'll go and discuss it with the host." Zhao Qiushi, beaming, hurriedly ran to discuss it with the host. The young man from the Zhao family didn't seem to care much. He just asked Chen Guang if there were any more cotton fire needles. He could pay for them. Chen Guang comforted him with words, saying that if there was an opportunity in the future, he might as well sell some of the reward light orbs he had collected here.

The host naturally had no objections. Chen Guang and his companion were led to the hall and entertained. After several rounds of tea, Zhao Qiushi got up to take his leave, saying that he couldn't be of much help with the next matter and wouldn't disturb them any longer. He then left with Zhao Li and the young man from the Zhao family.

Chen Guang watched Zhao Qiushi leave, then found a quiet spot in the host's house. Wan Longjing was quite interested in admiring the artificial hills and beautiful water. Only then did Chen Guang's voice, barely a mosquito's buzz, say, "Senior brother, something's not right."

Wan Longjing didn't rush to reply. Instead, he circled the artificial hill again before sincerely saying, "I don't understand."

"Think about it, who is Zhao Qiushi? How has he treated us along the way?"

"He was very enthusiastic and humble. I felt that he was more interested in asking us for something than in making friends with us."

"Yes, and let's ask ourselves honestly, what aspects of us made him feel that we two disciples of the Qingheng Sect were more worthy of his acquaintance? We're not the only Qingheng Sect disciples who came to Dongdu Market."

Seeing Wan Longjing's thoughtful expression, Chen Guangcai continued, "If he's truly as enthusiastic as ever and genuinely wants to make friends, why doesn't he wait with us? We're not in a hurry, but is he?"

Wan Longjing finally let out a breath after a long pause: "What do you mean?"

"We'll find out tonight."

"No!" Wan Longjing refused decisively. "A wise man does not stand under a crumbling wall."

"Who said I was going to tough it out myself? It's broad daylight. I'd appreciate it if you could go to Guanglin Hall and tell my senior brother that I will personally deliver a jar of 'Drunken Seven Bamboo' from Dongdulou later," Chen Guang said frankly.

Wan Longjing thought for a moment before praising, "I am not as good as my junior brother. It is often said that cultivation is often based on intuition. Although we are taught to have unwavering faith in intuition, when we actually encounter it, whether to believe or not is still a matter of debate. Junior brother is trying to verify the truth so that next time we can have a reference to decide whether to blindly believe or rationally question it."

"You understand me best, Senior Brother." Chen Guang smiled as well. "We are in the Qingheng Sect, so there is no reason not to take advantage of their strength. I hope I am just overthinking things since it is my first time out. I also don't really believe that anyone would do anything inappropriate to me in a place like this."

"careful."

Wan Longjing didn't linger. After staying a little longer, he made an excuse and left, leaving Chen Guang alone in the pavilion, silently waiting for the sun to set and the sunlight to gradually dim.