Reborn as a lotus, she initially refuses to hand it over to the state.

On Heilong Lake.

The ten lotus leaves of Chu Zhou slowly closed up.

The king's imposing aura sank to the bottom of the lake.

As the surrounding mountains and rivers gradually returned to calm, the changes brought about by the fourth tide did not stop in the following days.

The outskirts of Heilong Mountain.

The spirit fields, which originally covered only a few dozen miles, expanded overnight, and the spirit rice began to sprout.

The spiritual fruit ripened, and wildflowers in the valley bloomed under the moonlight, their petals shimmering with a faint spiritual glow.

Even many small beasts that had not yet developed intelligence under normal circumstances became more agile under the baptism of the spiritual tide.

Smelling the fragrance of the spirit field and following the aura of the Lotus Domain of the Ten Leaves Town, they continued to approach the depths of Black Dragon Mountain.

The Young Demon Academy.

The old tortoise sat on a smooth bluestone.

It carried a tortoise shell on its back, and in front of it was a wooden board with several large characters written crookedly on it.

[Do not harm your own kind, protect Black Dragon Mountain.]

Below, a dozen or so lesser demons lined up in two rows.

There was a little squirrel demon carrying a pine cone, and a little sparrow that had just learned to fly and kept crashing into trees.

A little wolf demon with a tail bigger than its body.

The little fox sat at the front, its tail neatly draped over its feet, intently gazing at the words on the wooden board.

The old tortoise asked slowly, "Have you remembered everything?"

The little demons replied in unison, "We've got it!"

The old tortoise nodded: "Read it again."

"We can't bite our own kind; our master ordered us to guard Black Dragon Mountain!"

"it is good."

The old tortoise was about to continue his story.

Suddenly, a rustling sound came from outside the spirit field.

All the little demons turned their heads at the same time.

There, a round little wild boar was lying on the edge of the spirit field with its rear end sticking up.

Its nose was pressed against the soil, sniffing around and around.

The little fox blinked.

"Little wild boar, weren't you patrolling the spirit fields?"

The little wild boar raised its head, a few grains of spirit rice still clinging to its mouth: "I'm on patrol."

The little fox looked at its mouth: "You crawled into its mouth?"

The little wild boar immediately wiped its mouth with its hoof: "This is called checking the taste of the spirit rice. If the spirit rice is spoiled, I'll be the first to smell it."

The old tortoise slowly looked at it: "Last time, in order to gain merit, you reported the rabbit demon for stealing spirit fruits, and in the end, you were punished by being made to guard the spirit field for three days."

What did you learn from those three days?

The little wild boar raised its head: "Learning about spirit fields is very important. Also, we need to pick the spirit fruits as soon as they ripen."

The old tortoise remained silent for a moment, and the little fox covered its face, its tail twitching. Just then...

The little wild boar's ears suddenly twitched.

It suddenly turned around and sniffed the forest.

Something's coming.

The old tortoise slowly got up, and a skinny wolf cub stumbled out of the forest, its hind leg injured and its fur covered in mud.

Behind the wolf cub were two small mountain monkeys, a little deer demon that walked unsteadily, and three thin wild boar cubs with protruding ribs.

They stood outside the sacred field, not daring to approach.

Yet they were reluctant to leave; several wild boars, smelling the aroma of the spirit rice, were practically drooling.

The little wild boar sidestepped, blocking the path in front of the spirit field: "Stop!"

The three wild boar cubs huddled together in fear.

The lead wild boar timidly opened its mouth.

"I didn't mean to rob. The mountain outside collapsed, my home is gone, and I'm hungry."

The little wild boar froze, looking at the other wild boar cubs that were a size smaller than itself, and then at the golden spirit field behind it.

The little fox walked up to it and said softly, "They didn't come to steal anything; they just had nowhere else to go."

The little wild boar didn't speak.

After a while, it grunted, turned around and ran into the spirit field. Not long after, the little wild boar returned dragging a large bundle of spirit rice.

Lingmi is even taller than it.

It threw the spirit rice on the ground.

"Eat."

Several wild boar cubs stood frozen in place.

The little wild boar turned its face away: "Don't misunderstand, I'm not being soft-hearted. You need to be well-fed so you can have the strength to guard the mountain for your master."

Three wild boar cubs rushed towards Lingmi.

The wolf cub and the little deer demon did not move.

They seemed to know that this spirit rice was not meant for them to eat.

The little wild boar looked back again, and two puffs of white breath came out of its nose.

"What are you all standing there for? I took so much, are you expecting me to eat it all?"

The little fox couldn't help but laugh.

As the old tortoise watched this scene, the ancient patterns on its shell glowed faintly.

It didn't say anything.

He simply picked up the wooden board and slowly added a line of text to the original three rules.

Those who are weak and vulnerable can find refuge in Black Dragon Mountain.

That night.

Outside the Young Demon Academy, there were more than a dozen new little demons.

The original cabin was clearly too cramped.

The little sparrow stood on the beam.

The little squirrel demon hugged the pine cone and huddled in a corner.

Three wild boar cubs sat in a circle around the little wild boar, constantly asking it if there were any endless spiritual fruits in Black Dragon Mountain.

The little wild boar was initially quite proud: "Of course, I am the little commander of the Spirit Field."

The little fox poked its head out from the side: "Your wooden sign says you're on duty at the Spirit Field."

The little wild boar grunted angrily, "One day, I'll make my master change my title to commander."

The old tortoise gently tapped the bluestone: "Quiet."

The group of little demons immediately sat down.

The old tortoise looked out of the school. Moonlight fell on the spirit field, and today's moonlight was brighter than usual.

After the Taiyin Zhenjie Pearl merged into Chu Zhou's main body, the moonlight falling from the waning moon also changed.

The spiritual rice in the spiritual field absorbs the moon's essence, and its growth rate accelerates dramatically.

The rice stalks grew taller and taller, soon surpassing the heads of the little demons, and the little wild boar's eyes shone brightly.

"The rice is ripe again!"

Just as it was about to pounce, the old tortoise's voice came: "Wait."

The little wild boar stomped its four hooves, and the old tortoise slowly walked to the edge of the spirit field.

It gazed at the rapidly growing spirit rice, and the patterns on its tortoise shell grew brighter and brighter.

"The spiritual energy is too abundant; this spiritual field can't sustain it."

The voice just fell.

The land in the center of the sacred field swelled up.

One by one, the roots of the spirit rice sprouted from the soil, like countless tiny vines, swaying wildly in the moonlight.

The few young demons closest to the spirit field didn't have time to retreat before their ankles were instantly entangled by roots.

The wolf cub struggled in panic, and the little deer demon was dragged to the ground.

Those roots did not harm them, but they were constantly absorbing the spiritual energy that had just been born within them.

The little fox's expression changed: "Mr. Old Turtle!"

The old tortoise said in a deep voice, "The fourth tide ripened the spirit rice, causing the spiritual energy in the spirit field to become unbalanced, and the roots began to plunder the spiritual energy on their own."

The little wild boar stood in front of the sacred field.

It looked at the little demons entangled by roots, and then at the spirit field it had guarded for so long.

It gritted its teeth: "I'll do it!"

The little wild boar rushed into the spirit field.

The roots immediately wrapped around it.

A few roots strangled its hind legs, and the little wild boar fell into the mud, groaning in pain.

But it didn't run away. It lowered its head, pressed its nose against the soil of the spirit field, and sniffed desperately.

"The spiritual energy is all flowing to the left!"

The little fox immediately understood.

She leaped onto a rock, her tail swaying gently.

The waning moonlight fell into her eyes.

A faint silver glow emerged from the little fox's eyes.

She saw a dense, moon-white spiritual energy beneath the spiritual field, constantly attracting the surrounding roots.

"There's something underground—a Moonstone!"

The old tortoise nodded: "When the spirit stone is first formed, the roots of the spirit field instinctively compete for it. Once the spirit stone is dug out, the spirit field will naturally recover."

The little wild boar shouted, "I'll dig!"

It raised its two front hooves and frantically dug at the spot the little fox pointed out.

Dirt splashed everywhere.

The roots kept entwining it.

The little wild boar's nose was red from being strangled, but it kept digging and squealing.

"Don't stand there, you lot! My spirit field—no, my master's spirit field—come and help!"

The three wild boar cubs were stunned for a moment.

Then, they rushed into the spirit field.

The little monkey used its paws to pry open the roots.

The little squirrel demon jumped onto the rice stalks and used its teeth to bite off the vines that were binding the little wolf cub.

The little sparrow circled in mid-air, constantly alerting people to the trapped demons.

The little fox was in charge of pointing out directions.

The old turtle then burrowed its limbs into the ground.

The tortoise shell glowed with a gentle bluish light.

A calm and composed aura spread out.

The restless roots of the rice gradually calmed down.

"A little to the left!"

The little fox spoke up urgently.

The little wild boar used all its strength.

boom!

The soil exploded.

A fist-sized, moon-white spirit stone flew out from the ground.

The moment the spirit stone appeared.

The roots of the entire spiritual field froze simultaneously.

Then, they slowly shrank back into the soil.

The trapped little demons all broke free.

The little wild boar lay in the mud.

He was covered in mud.

It hugged the Moonstone and grinned.

"I've done a great job."

The little fox walked up to it and said, "Yes, this time it's for real."

The little wild boar was stunned.

Holding the spirit stone, it suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

The old tortoise slowly walked over.

It looked at the little demons filling the spirit field, then at the little wild boar: "What did you learn from guarding the spirit field for three days?"

The little wild boar thought for a moment.

This time, it didn't say that the spirit fruit should be picked quickly once it was ripe.

It raised its head: "The spirit field doesn't belong to a demon. Everyone needs to be well-fed in order to guard the mountain for their master."

The patterns on the old tortoise's shell glowed slightly: "Remember these words. From now on, you will be the patrol captain of the spirit field."

The little wild boar's eyes widened immediately: "Really?"

The old tortoise nodded.

The little wild boar jumped up, clutching the Moonstone: "I'm the squad leader now!"

Several young demons cheered around it, while the little fox covered its ears.

"Be quiet, the whole Black Dragon Mountain is about to know."

Heilong Lake.

Chu Zhou's consciousness landed on the Young Demon Academy.

He saw the old tortoise explaining the rules to the little demons.

I saw the little fox teaching the new little demon how to read.

I also saw a wild boar standing by the spirit field.

It had a new wooden plaque hanging around its neck.

A few words were written crookedly on it.

[The leader of the spirit field patrol squad.]

The little wild boar stood very straight.

Every now and then, he would look down at the wooden sign.

As if afraid the wooden sign would suddenly disappear, Chu Zhou's lotus leaves swayed gently.

The Lotus Domain of Ten Leaves Town quietly spread, and a wisp of gentle blue-silver spiritual light fell into the sky above the Young Demon Academy.

The originally cramped wooden house gradually expanded.

Ancient trees grow, and rocks rise.

A more spacious school gradually took shape under the moonlight.

In front of the school.

A blue stone tablet slowly rose up.

Four ancient characters appeared on the stone tablet: 【Hundred Demon Academy】

All the little demons quieted down.

They gazed at the stone tablet, then at the distant, illusory image of a ten-petaled blue lotus in the center of the lake.

The old tortoise slowly lowered its head.

The little fox also lowered its head.

The little wild boar hugged the wooden sign, its voice exceptionally loud.

"I'll guard the spirit field well from now on, and I won't let any bad guys in!"

On Heilong Lake.

Chu Zhou heard that childish voice.

The lotus leaves unfurled slightly; the forbidden zone of kings should not only contain high-level exotic beasts and powerful artifacts that protect the realm.

These little demons, just beginning to develop intelligence, are the true future of Black Dragon Mountain.

[Ding! Detection indicates that the Young Demon Academy has completed its transformation.]

[New building added to the Azure Lotus Forbidden Zone: Hundred Demon Academy.]

[Hundred Demon Academy: Can stabilize the intelligence of young demons, resist low-level abyssal erosion, and cultivate reserve followers for forbidden zones.]

[The old tortoise's comprehension ability: Universal Enlightenment.]

The young fox demon received the moon's favor.

[Comprehension Ability: Moon Eyes]

The little wild boar has gained the approval of the spirit field.

[Comprehension Ability: Detecting Spirit Nose.]

Chu Zhou's roots landed on the Zhenjie Lotus Platform. In the distance, the sound of young demons reciting their lessons came from the Hundred Demon Academy.

The fourth tide of Heilong Mountain.

After the giant hand from outer space, the broken moon palace, and the descent of a king, there was finally a bit of warmth belonging to living beings.

In the ancient underground city, the strange stone naturally also noticed this scene. Its scarlet stone patterns shimmered with light, and it said with some amusement, "I didn't expect that you, when you wrote about the Lotus Demon, would pay so much attention to the cultivation of demons."