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

"It's absolutely true, Lord Xuebin! All the elite troops in our manor are wiped out. Even though I managed to return by sheer luck, I almost lost an arm..."

Below, Chi Hu, kneeling in worship, clutched his arm that had just been bandaged.

But he actually injured his arm on purpose before he came back.

Otherwise, with so many people going and only him returning, it would be extremely difficult to explain to the Snow-Haired Lion Demon.

Red Tiger is now extremely grateful for his decision.

Because he never expected that the city lord of Linxian City would also be in the Snow-Haired Lion Demon's mansion!

"How is this possible? How can anyone in this world use magic?!"

The snow-maned lion demon clearly didn't believe it, but at that moment, the city lord beside him raised a hand, interrupting him.

"Brother-in-law... no, Lord Caohe, what are your thoughts?"

The snow-maned lion demon knew that when conducting official business, one had to address others by their titles.

"In today's world, it is indeed possible for magical arts to exist."

Cao He nodded slowly.

"How is that possible..."

The snow-maned lion demon shook its head.

After all, there's no spiritual energy left now, so how could anyone possibly become an immortal?

"To use immortal techniques, one does not necessarily need to become an immortal, or possess the strength of a cultivator. In the capital, there is already a way to replicate some of the strength of cultivators from back then."

Cao He seemed to have seen through the Snow-Maned Lion Demon's thoughts, and said while resting his chin on his hand, "But that kid from the slums probably doesn't know this kind of technology. He must have used some other crooked method."

"Then...should I send someone to capture that slum dweller and question him?" the snow-maned lion demon asked instinctively.

Cao He glanced at him and said calmly, "If he really has two fairies with magical powers by his side, do you think your men can capture him?"

He paused for a moment, then continued, "Not only will we fail to catch them, they might even cause us trouble."

"Yes, I was confused."

The snow-maned lion demon nodded immediately, then asked in confusion, "So, are we just going to sit here and wait to die? My son's celestial servant is a small matter, but what if a fairy really appears..."

"hehe."

Cao He smiled and interrupted the snow-maned lion demon, saying, "The celestial servant I gave to my nephew can't be left like this. We need to prepare these next few days; the bells on the city gates should be ringing soon..."

"Ringing the bell? But the last demonic tide only lasted a few days ago."

The snow-maned lion demon said with some concern, "Moreover, Lord Caohe, don't forget..."

As he spoke, the snow-maned lion demon leaned closer and whispered, "For this celebration, an elder from the General Administration Division has come from the capital."

The General Administration Office is an institution in modern countries that assists the monarch in managing the government.

For example, the Tian Shu Kingdom, where Linxian City is located, is governed by the five core elders of the General Administration Division.

Because the city of Linxian had just experienced a demonic tide, the General Administration sent one of its elders to observe the local conditions for the city's founding celebration.

"That old guy? It's alright."

Cao He waved his hand and shook his head, saying, "He spends all his time studying a pile of stone bricks over there. Does he really think those people from above are here to help? It's just a formality."

The snow-maned lion demon nodded slowly.

Brother Cao calmly said, "If we can demonstrate to him our Linxian City's ability to warn of the demonic tide, that old bastard who's been freeloading off me will be at ease, and he'll naturally leave."

"I see!"

The snow-maned lion demon nodded immediately.

"Remember, the matter of ringing the bell must never be revealed!"

"Um."

The snow-maned lion demon nodded.

He knew that the bells warning of the demonic tide were nothing but a trick to deceive the city's residents.

They had never successfully issued a warning about the monthly demonic tide.

The demonic surge that occurred after the bell was rung was summoned through some artificial means...

Then, the snow-maned lion demon looked at the red tiger below: "In the next two days, you should also keep a close eye on that slum boy's situation. If anything seems amiss, remember to report it to me immediately."

"yes!"

……

You can report, but what should you report?

Just look at Lin Heng's side and you'll know.

The day after dealing with the Snowmane Lion Demon's minions, Lin Heng didn't find a merchant selling soil, but he did find a demon farmer who was cultivating the land.

After exchanging a spirit stone for several sacks of fertile soil, he began to call Mu Tinglan to help him till the land in the courtyard...

The red tiger, who had been watching from the shadows while the cat bought soil and tilled the land, was immediately dumbfounded.

How do I report this?

Oh, by the way, on the other side of the courtyard, there's a fairy servant who performs sword dances at dawn and dusk...

For two consecutive days, neither the Crimson Tiger nor the Snow-Maned Lion Demon came to cause them any more trouble.

Until the evening of the third day.

"Senior Sister!"

After finishing her sword practice, Yun Qinghe wiped away her sweat and returned to her room to have dinner.

"It seems that the master's plan worked. When that Red Tiger was patrolling around the celebration with some guards, they all avoided us."

"Master, I'm afraid their fear isn't the only thing they're concerned about?"

Mu Tinglan looked at Lin Heng with some unease.

"Yes, I noticed it before; they were monitoring our movements."

Lin Heng ate his meal calmly, after all, this kind of thing was something he had expected.

"Do we need to make any preparations?" Mu Tinglan asked, somewhat worried.

Yun Qinghe said nonchalantly, "Senior Sister, have you forgotten about the Immortal Spring? If they really come looking for trouble, wouldn't it be fine if we went for a bath with Master?"

Lin Heng: "..."

"But soaking in the Fairy Spring takes time."

Mu Tinglan was clearly not as at ease as Yun Qinghe.

Lin Heng put down his chopsticks and asked Mu Tinglan, "Have you finished turning over the soil today?"

Mu Tinglan paused for a moment, then nodded slightly: "Yes, it's all been turned over. If it's a common crop, we should be able to start planting it now..."

She didn't finish her sentence because she knew that Lin Heng wanted to plant a spiritual herb.

To grow spiritual herbs, you need seeds, right?

In this world, where can you find any seeds of magical herbs...?

Knock knock knock.

Just then, there was a soft knock on the door.

Yun Qinghe and Mu Tinglan immediately became alert.

Then, a hoarse voice called out softly from outside, "Is the young master home?"

"etc……"

Lin Heng stopped them.

This voice... seems somewhat familiar?

"Is the young master home?"

The hoarse voice came again, so Lin Heng got up and went to open the door.

"Young Master!"

Facing him, a disheveled, unkempt man bowed to Lin Heng from outside the door.

At the same time, Yun Qinghe, who was sitting at the dining table eating, widened her eyes almost instantly and stared straight at the demon outside the door.

"What's wrong?"

Mu Tinglan asked Yun Qinghe with a puzzled look, "Junior Sister, do you know him?"

Yun Qinghe bit her thin lips and whispered, "Master... he's the one who bought me..."