Chapter Ninety – Pu Yao’s Counterattack (1/2)

Chapter Ninety – Pu Yao’s Counterattack

From any angle, Zuo Mo wasn’t a slow person. Of course, Pu Yao might have his own opinions about this point.

The changes in the sect allowed Zuo Mo to smell a strange flavor. Master had sternly told him to work hard and not slack off. She also said the jade scrolls in the sect, including all the scrolls in Fragrant Ginger Yard, were all open to him and he did not need to spend a single contribution point.

A benefit that Zuo Mo could have only dreamed about in the past was placed in front of him, but he wasn’t happy at all.

The sect leader and the other shibo had announced these measures immediately after coming back. This meant that something had definitely happened or was going to happen. After the experiences of these two years, he knew this very well – spells were jingshi! No matter which sect or organization, they wouldn’t freely pass spells to people. In the past, it was normal that the sect required contribution points for spells. Contribution points were effectively jingshi. But the sect leader suddenly said that spells didn’t need contribution points anymore. This clearly meant there was a problem.

Something was going to happen!

Zuo Mo felt out the situation by asking if he needed to go train his body under Xin Yan Shibo. Master’s answer once again proved his guess. He didn’t need to go. Xin Yan Shibo was going into seclusion to forge. After that, Master told him that she was going into seclusion to make dan and didn’t have time to teach him so he needed to study hard on his own.

The conversation between him and Master lasted for a whole four hours. How to study and everything else, as though she needed to make everything clear.

The bad feeling Zuo Mo felt became even heavier.

In the end, Master had hesitated and urged him to spend more time practicing the sword, it was fine if he was slowing in dan-making. If, at this time, Zuo Mo still didn’t know that there was a problem, then he was truly an idiot. Master waved her hand to send him away. When he had stepped outside the door to the dan room, the weak sigh that Master had given, Zuo Mo had heard it extremely clearly.

Returning to the West Wind Yard, Zuo Mo’s mood wasn’t good, as though he was suffocating.

This day, he didn’t cultivate.

At night, lying on the roof, his head pillowed on his arms, he looked at the stars in the sky in a daze. The sound tablet by his side quietly broadcasted all kinds of news.

“What are you worried about?” Pu Yao had come out at some unknown time.

“I feel that something is going to happen.” Zuo Mo said as he looked at the stars.

“Something is going to happen?”

“En. Two years ago when I opened my eyes, all I thought of was surviving in the sect. At that time, I didn’t have any ideas and never thought about the future. I got used to staying here, used to this mountain. After, Master was very good to me, even though her temper might not be good. And Wei Sheng Shixiong, Old Black, Li Ying Feng Shijie, Xiao Guo… …”

“Even if something is going to happen, you can’t do anything about it.” Pu Yao said unconcernedly.

“I know.” Zuo Mo’s eyes were slightly dark, “My power is so weak. If something was really going to happen, I can’t help.”

“Then isn’t that all?” Pu Yao asked strangely.

“But I don’t want… …” Gazing at the faraway stars, Zuo Mo lightly muttered.

Pu Yao became silent. He seemed to have remembered something.

———

The second day, early in the morning, Zuo Mo ran to the rented ling garden and did a round of maintenance. He was just preparing to leave when someone came searching for him.

Could you be Mister Zuo, Ling Plant Farmer Zuo Mo?” The person asked politely, his face intelligent.

Zuo Mo was slightly surprised, “That’s me.”

“This one has long heard of your name.” A hint of joy came across the person’s face but he still showed extreme control, “This one is He Rong and has a little shop. I heard that Mister Zuo Mo has planted a lot of Fiery Red flower. This one came to ask if Mister Zuo Mo is willing to sell.”

Zuo Mo nodded, “I did plant a lot of fiery red flower. However, there’s still some time until they mature.”

He Rong smiled and said, “This one wants to reserve it first.”

“Oh. What kind of reserve?”” Zuo Mo hadn’t thought that the market had such high demand. His fiery red flowers hadn’t matured and there were actually people that were coming up to reserve them. Since he had planted this batch of fiery red flowers to sell, it was naturally better that people were finding him.

“How much has Mister Zuo Mo planted?” He Rong asked.

“Eighty mu.”

He Rong mused for a beat and then said, “Right now, the market price of fiery red flower is about two pieces of third grade jingshi per tael. How much does Mister Zuo Mo think the harvest will be?”

“About twenty catties.” Zuo Mo gave a conservative number.

“As expected of a ling plant farmer, the yield is astonishing.” He Rong praised. He then followed up, “I’m willing to first give sixty pieces of third grade jingshi as a down payment. If the market price in the future is lower than two pieces of third grade jingshi per tael, I will buy at this price and add the remainder. If it is higher than this price, then I will pay according to the market price. What does Mister Zuo think?”

This price was already very good. Zuo Mo thought for a second before nodding, “Good.”

He suddenly asked, “What’s the price of second-grade fiery red flower?” His ling fields would produce some second-grade fiery red flower but there wouldn’t be too much.