After the destruction of the Immortal Realm, I took in the fallen fairy.

At noon, Lin Heng was the last of the three to wake up.

But when he woke up, he found that Yun Qinghe seemed a little different today.

Originally, handing over a washcloth and the first glass of water in the morning were Mu Tinglan's jobs.

However, Yun Qinghe did it all first this morning.

What do these mean?

Lin Heng looked at her suspiciously.

If she has any ulterior motives, the Slave Spirit Seal will definitely take effect.

Since it didn't work, why did she suddenly become so attentive?

Could it be that yesterday's events helped Yingyu Fairy's true nature mature?

So if that's the case...

That's possible!

Lin Heng recalled that in the world before he transmigrated, most people were introduced to the world through films...

Although Yun Qinghe did a lot of things to serve him, Mu Tinglan still made breakfast.

After all, Lin Heng had given the recipe to Mu Tinglan, and Mu Tinglan had cooked a bowl of porridge for breakfast today.

After eating and drinking his fill, Lin Heng went out of the room and began to select areas in the courtyard to construct the Immortal Farmer's Spirit Field.

This array configuration is quite different from the previous ones.

For example, formations like the Spirit Restoration Formation and the Demon Concealment Formation are naturally better the smaller they are, so as not to take up space.

However, the size of the Immortal Farmer's Spirit Field determines the quantity of spirit herbs that can be planted in the future.

"Huh? Young Master Lin, you're up so early again?"

At this moment, Xia Feng came out from next door, but unusually, he rested his chin on his hand, as if he was thinking about something.

Did you win the lottery last night?

Lin Heng asked a question out of boredom.

"You've won."

Xia Feng nodded and came to Lin Heng's courtyard.

Lin Heng looked Xia Feng up and down, who was still deep in thought: "Are you sure you've won the lottery, looking like this?"

"It's because I won the lottery that I started thinking about it."

"?"

"Young Master Lin, tell me, what is the meaning of life?"

"..."

By the way, yesterday's prize was the fairy slaves who served the officials.

His thoughtful expression did indeed resemble the reaction of someone who had won the lottery...

Lin Heng came over to chat with Xia Feng out of boredom, mainly because his entire courtyard didn't meet the requirements for constructing the Immortal Farm Spirit Field.

He knew it was because the soil in the slums didn't meet the requirements.

"By the way, Young Master Xia."

Lin Heng turned to Xia Feng and asked, "Do you know where I can find the soil needed for farming?"

Xia Feng slowly turned his head, asking with utter astonishment, "Farming? You're asking me?"

"...Just pretend I'm still half asleep."

"..."

If this idle neighbor knew how to farm, he wouldn't have gone to dig up Old Zhang's ancestral graves.

"Owner."

At this moment, Mu Tinglan had finished washing the dishes and came out of the room.

And in her hands, she now possessed a homemade hoe.

Because Lin Heng said yesterday that she was needed to help with the farming today.

"Holy crap, Young Master Lin!"

Upon seeing Mu Tinglan, Xia Feng immediately snapped out of his reverie and stared wide-eyed.

"You...you...when did you get such a celestial slave?"

Previously, Xia Feng had only seen Yun Qinghe, and she was Yun Qinghe with her face covered in mud.

At this moment, Yun Qinghe, unwilling to be at a disadvantage, also came out and handed over a bowl of water: "Master, this is water for after the meal."

She felt that the reason Lin Heng woke up in her senior sister's arms today must be because her senior sister did a better job than her.

Thus, Yun Qinghe, who was naturally competitive, began to imitate Mu Tinglan's every move...

"Holy crap!"

Xia Feng shifted his gaze, lingering on Yun Qinghe for two seconds before turning to Lin Heng: "Two of them?!"

You know, the grand prize at last night's celebration turned him into the pensive person he is today.

The reason was that the high-class goods around the officials were a taste he had never experienced before!

Even after it ended last night, Xia Feng, still feeling unsatisfied, was still pondering it.

After the celebration ends, he will definitely use the spirit stones he obtained from exchanging spirit herbs to acquire a high-level immortal slave.

If he didn't have enough spirit stones, he was already considering repairing the city walls...

Even with such expensive and high-end goods, Xia Feng felt that they were not as good as the two immortal servants beside Lin Heng.

Both her appearance and figure were unlike anything he had ever seen before.

Xia Feng could even sense a kind of celestial aura from the previous era, the golden age of the Immortal Realm, emanating from them…

"Qinghe, go back first, don't forget your work."

After taking a sip of water, Lin Heng sent Yun Qinghe back to her room.

"Oh……"

Yun Qinghe glanced at her senior sister before reluctantly returning to her room and settling onto the bed like a hen...

Turning his head, Lin Heng glanced at Mu Tinglan beside him, then smiled at Xia Feng: "Young Master Xia, I have some things to attend to here, so I won't keep you any longer."

"Alright!"

Xia Feng knew, of course, that Lin Heng was telling him to leave, but before he left, he muttered to himself, "No wonder you were so fierce that night..."

……

"Master, where shall we plow the fields today?"

Only after the guests left did Mu Tinglan step forward to ask the question.

"The soil in the yard isn't quite right."

Lin Heng shook his head. "I'll go to the market first and see if there are any merchants selling soil."

"Not suitable? What does the master want to plant? Maybe I know where to find it..."

"Spiritual herb".

"A spirit herb?!"

In an instant, Mu Tinglan's eyes widened, as if she thought she had misheard.

How could spiritual herbs possibly be cultivated in this world where spiritual energy is depleted?

But even without Lin Heng's explanation, Mu Tinglan's surprise gradually subsided.

After all, her master was different from other mediocre slave owners...

At that very moment, behind a tree in the direction of the celebration, lurked two figures, one tall and one short, a human and a demon.

"Young master, look, it's her!"

Chu Zihe, bowing low and with a flattering expression, tried his best to keep his head at eye level with the other person.

Beside him was the nephew of the city lord of Linxian City, and also the son of the Snow-Haired Lion Demon.

After being beaten up by Chi Hu yesterday, Chu Zihe still couldn't understand why.

Even though Mu Tinglan has become Lin Heng's fairy slave, she is still incredibly beautiful and worthy of being rewarded by the little lion demon!

So what if it's secondhand? I'll just throw it away after I'm done with it anyway.

If that's the case, why didn't you forcibly take Mu Tinglan away yesterday?

Although doing so would definitely trigger the slave spirit seal of the immortal slave, when have those officials in Linxian City ever cared about the life or death of the immortal slave?

So, realizing something was amiss, he decided to bring the little lion demon over today to take a look himself...

"Is it her?"

The little lion demon turned his head in confusion: "But isn't she the fairy my uncle gave to me?"

"Was this a gift from the city lord?"

Chu Zihe was bewildered.

"Yes, they're still in my manor!" The little lion demon nodded affirmatively.

Several times, he wanted Mu Tinglan to bark like a dog so he could play with her.

However, the stewards in Chi Hu's mansion kept stopping him under the pretext of the slave spirit seal.

"Are you... sure?"

"Would I lie to you? Come back to my manor with me, and you'll see for yourself!"

Turning around, the little lion demon led Chu Zihe directly towards the direction of returning to the city...