System crash? I prove it with my control panel!

The newly forged sword pellet is entirely black and is a mid-grade first-tier magic weapon.

To be honest, its power is just average.

But even if it's just an ordinary one, it's still a sword pellet!

Chen Wen flicked his finger, and a black pill shot out, instantly transforming into a three-foot-long sword that darted through the pill room.

As agile and swift as a snake.

Its main functions are speed and the ability to withstand various sword energies, as long as they do not exceed the first-grade high-level level. Furthermore, it can be stored and nurtured within the dantian, increasing its power by up to 30% (in reality, it only increases by 25%).

However, the side details are not important this time; what matters is that this is Chen Wen's exclusive original work.

In the past, disciples with low cultivation levels would never have had such a divine object.

Others are not incapable of refining it, but there is no need for them to do so.

Because this thing costs 1,000 spirit stones to make, plus the labor and time costs of refining it, and the risk of failure, it needs to be sold for at least 5,000 spirit stones to make a profit.

But how could those disciples with low strength earn so many spirit stones?

The market decides everything.

But Chen Wen was different; the materials he discarded were edible.

Once you've mastered it, you can resell it. As for the target customers?

Naturally, it's those second-generation rich kids.

They have spirit stones, but their cultivation isn't that high. They can unleash a sword pellet with a single strike. Isn't that cool?

Moreover, he mainly crafted this item to practice the Divine Firmament Sword Control Technique; this thing was merely a byproduct.

"Chirp chirp~"

At this moment, the little guy who had been lying on his shoulder stood up sleepily and rubbed his cheek against him.

Chen Wen took the little guy down and placed him in front of him.

The little guy changes almost every day since he was born.

The gray down on its body has now faded and turned into yellow down.

It really looks like a newborn chick.

It only reveals its extraordinary qualities when it is fed.

Chen Wen smiled slightly, "Are you hungry?"

He then continuously took out various blood foods from his storage bag.

This is blood food made from the flesh and blood of various low-level demonic beasts by Beast Peak. It tastes delicious and is rich in spiritual energy, making it most suitable for newborn spirit beast babies.

It's a bit pricey, though, at two spirit stones a bag. The little guy eats more than ten bags a day, not counting the various pills Chen Wen gives it as extra treats.

Now the various elixirs he "picked up" have finally come in handy.

The biggest difference between spirit beasts and humans is that they cultivate their physique and refine their bloodline; everything is based on their physique.

They have a much higher tolerance for elixirs than humans.

So even if this little guy is just born, he can eat Huangyadan like candy.

Moreover, Chen Wen wished it would eat even more.

He consulted ancient texts after the baby was born.

This little guy's condition is due to his bloodline being too strong, causing his supernatural powers to manifest.

Its mother possessed the supernatural power to change the size of things at will, and the little guy inherited that power as well.

It's just that it can't control itself yet; its body instinctively shrinks to make it easier to avoid danger.

After the little guy finished eating, he let out a burp, flapped his wings a few times, and then wanted to sleep again.

But it still managed to perk itself up and chirp a few times at Chen Wen.

Chen Wen smiled and cast a cleaning spell on it.

The little guy then shook himself, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

Chen Wen put it back on his shoulder.

He hasn't named it yet. He feels that the name Snowwing Eagle clashes with the name of a knife, so he needs to give it a name that can suppress its fate.

As I got up and stepped out of the alchemy room, the stuffy heat immediately dissipated, and it was quite refreshing outside.

However, after walking only a few steps, Ye Fan came towards him, his expression somewhat anxious and strange. Seeing Chen Wen, he seemed to have found his pillar of support, and quickly stepped forward, excitedly saying:

"Senior brother, the Internal Affairs Hall just sent word that the new spirit fields have been allocated to you, and the managers of those spirit fields are waiting outside the cave."

Chen Wen nodded slightly upon hearing this, "I understand. It's just another piece of spirit land, why make such a fuss?!"

Ye Fan said urgently, "No, Senior Brother, it's not Grade C!"

"Not Grade C?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Wen's expression darkened slightly. If it wasn't Grade C, then it must be Grade D. The spiritual rice grown in those spiritual fields was only for the servants and was almost no different from ordinary rice.

Is Qin Shuiru trying to fob off a beggar like this?!

No, she's not that stupid.

Could it be that the old woman, the deputy peak master, is deliberately making things difficult for me?

While Chen Wen was lost in thought.

Ye Fan, who was standing to the side, quickly spoke up, excitedly saying:

"Senior brother, it's Grade A! Now all three grades of spirit fields—Grade A, Grade B, and Grade C—are under your name!"

Chen Wen's heart stirred. The spiritual fields in the mountains were divided into three grades: A, B, C, and D. Now that all three grades of spiritual fields were under his name, wouldn't that mean he had caught the eye of the deputy peak master?

It must be the deputy peak master who is wise and righteous, and knows how to recognize and use people!

Chen Wen was quite satisfied and nodded, saying, "Go, let's have some fun in the mountains! Everyone will get a Huangya Dan!"

Chen Wen then reached into his storage pouch at his waist, took out a jade bottle, and tossed it to Ye Fan, saying, "This is yours."

To maintain his image, Chen Wen would bestow some elixirs as gifts when he was in a good mood or during festivals.

He also understood why Ye Fan was so excited.

Because he would reward him with a bottle of Yellow Sprout Pills every time. These were not inferior products made by Chu Feng, but normal pills, only one grade lower than the little guy's food.

"Thank you, senior brother!"

Ye Fan accepted the jade bottle and bowed in gratitude.

Chen Wen was about to greet the managers when he suddenly noticed Ye Fan beside him.

Thinking back to the stone bead he had obtained that day, although he didn't know what it was, he figured it must be a good thing, possibly a treasure of a Purple Mansion cultivator.

Moreover, he had been in contact with the sword pellet during this period, and upon reflection, he realized that the stone bead and the sword pellet seemed to be about the same size.

Could it be...

Once this idea came to mind, Chen Wen could no longer contain himself, and even the managers lost their interest in receiving him.

He turned and ordered, "Have those managers continue as usual, and let them follow Qin Mo's instructions on a daily basis!"

After saying that, he flashed back to the alchemy room.

Looking at Chen Wen's retreating figure, Ye Fan couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "As expected of my senior brother, he's willing to give up everything for cultivation!"

For some reason, he felt a vague emptiness in his heart, which he attributed to his over-excitement.

He lowered his head and held the jade bottle. With this bottle of pills, reaching the fifth level of Qi Refining would be a piece of cake!

...

Outside the mountains.

The three disciples, dressed in white robes, stood a few steps apart, all bowing their heads and waiting, showing no impatience whatsoever.

The one in the middle was Qin Mo. He turned to his colleague and asked in a low voice:

"Senior brother, we don't know what gift you have prepared. We need to discuss it with you so as not to be impolite in front of you."

"Tch, just a useless disciple, what gift could he possibly give? Forget about it!"

The man had an arrogant expression, and his words were full of disdain.

"So what if he gets this top-grade spiritual field? He still has to take whatever amount I pay him."

Qin Mo's heart sank upon hearing this. He carefully examined the man, who appeared to be middle-aged with somewhat gloomy eyes. He was dressed in a white robe and his cultivation level seemed to be only at the late stage of Qi Refining.

I wonder who gave him the courage?

He asked in a low voice:

"My name is Qin Mo of the Qin family. May I ask where you are from?"

The middle-aged man initially appeared somewhat impatient, but upon hearing the name "Qin family," his expression softened, and he said calmly:

"The Shen family, Shen Peng!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Mo's pupils contracted slightly, and he instantly understood the person's background and the reason for such arrogance.

The people of Zhenfeng!

The deputy peak master of Zhenfeng is surnamed Shen, but none of his dozen or so true disciples are surnamed Shen.

The Dao of Arrays is unlike alchemy or artifact crafting; it is incredibly complex, and those without talent can only scratch the surface of it their entire lives.

Just like mathematics, those who know it can understand it at a glance, while those who don't will study it their whole lives and it will be like reading a book written in a foreign language.

Of those nine prodigies from previous years, none of them made it to the Array Peak.

The Shen family is currently facing a generational gap.

His offspring were all mediocre, only acquiring superficial knowledge, and none of them even managed to inherit the true essence of the art.

Shen Yu therefore strongly encouraged his descendants to have children, hoping that a genius would emerge from among his offspring.

With many offspring, they naturally needed to learn the arts, but lacking talent in array formations, they were sent to various peaks.

That's manageable, but Shen Yu is also the type to protect her own.

He devoted himself to studying formations all day long. When his offspring came to him seeking help, he would not ask why, but would directly ask his disciples to assist him.

This fostered a rather arrogant personality among the Shen family's descendants.

Qin Mo silently moved a step to the side, afraid that blood would splatter on him later.

After he took over the Class B spirit field, he realized that Chen Jingwen was not the gentle and refined person he had heard about.

This person is vindictive and ruthless!

It's just that its reputation isn't widespread.

On the other side was an elderly man, only at the mid-stage of Qi Refining. He bowed slightly and said, "Senior brother, I'm preparing to present you with a jade ruyi. What do you think?"

Qin Mo pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Your field is a grade C spirit field, which is barely enough."

Seeing the two talking about gift-giving, Shen Peng couldn't help but sneer.

"Heh, I think you two might as well just give me the gift. When we meet Chen Jingwen later, I'll take full responsibility for the gift-giving."

"That brat made me wait so long, I'm going to give him some trouble!"

At this moment, ripples appeared in the array ahead, and a young man in white robes strode out.

The young man strode up to the group and gave a slight bow.

"My fellow disciples, I apologize for keeping you waiting..."

Before he could finish speaking, Shen Peng interrupted him, walking impatiently into the valley, complaining as he went.

"Your master is such a nuisance. I've been waiting for so long, and he still hasn't come out to greet me. Enough with the nonsense, come inside and have a cup of tea..."

The person who came out to greet him was Ye Fan. He felt disgusted when he saw Shen Peng being so arrogant.

But he suppressed his anger and quickly stepped forward to stop Shen Peng, saying politely:

"Senior brother, Senior Brother Jingwen said he will not see you. From now on, Senior Brother Qin Mo will be in charge of all matters related to the spirit fields. Please leave."

Qin Mo, who hadn't moved from behind, was overjoyed to hear this. All three spirit fields would be under his control?

We must give this gift!

As for whether they're useless or not, just know that they're the true inheritors of the teachings.

People have self-knowledge.

They call others useless, but little do they know they are even worse than useless themselves!

He coldly watched Shen Peng, whose expression had shifted from sunny to cloudy.

Upon hearing this, Shen Peng was naturally furious. That top-grade spiritual field was arranged by his father, how could he allow a mere brat to take it away from him so easily!

His body surged with magical power, his aura fierce, as he pressed towards Ye Fan, saying in a deep voice, "Boy, what did you say? Say it again!"

Ye Fan struggled to hold on, feeling utterly miserable under the pressure of the other's aura. "You bastard, why are you trying to bully me?"

If you're so capable, go find your senior brother! Don't come to me; I'm just a messenger!

Seeing this, Qin Mo quickly stepped forward and activated his spiritual power to protect Ye Fan, then said to Shen Peng:

"Senior Brother Shen, this is just an outer disciple. Is there any need to get angry?"

Seeing that he had offered his help, Shen Peng became even more furious and sneered.

"Hehe, isn't this Manager Qin? What, are you already exercising your authority?"

Qin Mo smiled wryly and said, "Senior Brother Shen, I know nothing about this matter either. It's a frame-up, but I just don't want to implicate the innocent."

"Heh, so you're admitting you were exercising your authority?"

Shen Peng's face darkened, and his tone became even more menacing.

Qin Mo cursed under his breath for running into such a stubborn person. But now he was in a dilemma. If he backed down, wouldn't he be suppressed in the future?

But if he doesn't back down, he's just a disciple from a side branch. How can he possibly fight against Shen Peng, who can easily summon a group of Qi Refining or even Foundation Establishment cultivators?

Damn the Shen family!

He cursed inwardly.

Ye Fan, who was standing to the side, could no longer hold back and angrily said:

"This is outrageous!"

As he spoke, his spiritual energy surged around him, preparing to make a move.

However, at that moment, a pure white hand suddenly descended from the sky, grabbed Shen Peng, and instantly... knocked him unconscious!

It was Chen Wen who made the move.

Although he was inside the mountain, his spiritual sense had already reached out when Ye Fan reported.

Hearing Shen Peng spouting nonsense in front of the mountain gate, he became interested, put down the stone bead, and went to a high place to observe.

To the naked eye, one would only see an arrogant, domineering, and disdainful spoiled brat.

However, if one uses spiritual sense to probe the soul, one will discover a soul!

Of course, this is not nonsense.

This soul is not ordinary. Upon closer observation, one will find that there seems to be some confusion in its soul, which is different from that of ordinary people.

Even his actions today are extremely stubborn, one could say—foolish!

This reminded Chen Wen of Fang Jie, whom he had met in the secret realm, who had also suddenly become unwise.

I remember that I was accompanied by two chosen ones at the time.

But he stopped the two of them and even made his inappropriate thoughts about him public. Is this something a normal person would do?

How similar today is to that scene back then.

After hearing Shen Peng's speech, which could be described as idiotic, Chen Wen...

He instantly realized that the chosen one, Ye Fan, might be missing the inheritance of formation techniques.

The stone beads from last time were clearly extraordinary; perhaps we can find something similar this time.

It just so happens that he also lacks the inheritance of formation techniques.

So he made his move before Ye Fan could.

However, this guy is too weak. His internal mana is unstable, and his spells are equally weak.

Before he could even exert any force, the guy was so frightened that he fainted.

Upon seeing this, the crowd below immediately realized that their senior disciple had made a move, and they quickly bowed in respect.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Jingwen!" ×3

Go!

The sound echoed in the ears of the three people below.

The three men bowed hastily as if granted a pardon, left their gifts, and hurriedly departed without daring to linger.

As for the unconscious Shen Peng, no one paid him any attention.

In the end, Chen Wen was kind-hearted and simply threw it a little further away.

However, he still glanced at his storage bag and then went to his cave dwelling.

The storage bag was full of worldly items, and the cave dwelling was accompanied by more than a dozen maids. As for anything special, there was nothing at all.

Chen Wen wasn't in a hurry; he let things play out for a while.

Since this guy has been targeted by the chosen one, it means he must have something special, or the backer he brought in has something special.

Upon returning to the cave, they found a maid in a purple dress standing outside the mountain.

Upon seeing Chen Wen, she bowed slightly. "Senior Brother Chen, the young lady requests your presence at her cave dwelling!"

..........