Chapter 1: The Superior Man Values Virtue

  So much meat, so fragrant, so tender, so smooth.

  Huh? Why does it feel damp and humid? How can there be rain in the house? Who's been casting a spell of drizzle?

  Yuán tiān mí mí huò huò de bàn zhēng zhe yǎn, liǎn shàng nián huò huò shī dā dā de, yī fu shī hū hū de tiē zài shēn shàng, hěn bù shuǎng. Tā zuò zhí shēn zǐ, yī zhèn yè fēng chuī lái, liáng shuò shuò, yī gè jī líng nǎo zi qīng xǐng le guò lái.

  He looked around and realized that it was just another dream! He wasn't woken up by the rain, but rather by that big fat spotted pig licking him awake.

  A person who has been raising a carnivorous spiritual beast in his sect for three years still hasn't tasted the meat of this spiritual beast and doesn't know what it tastes like.

  Under the moonlight, I took a look at the flower-patterned pig, white and plump. It has a light red, regular pattern on its body, the favorite of the monks' dining table, when can I get to eat it?

  This carnivorous spirit beast, the flower-patterned pig, is really capable of eating. People can't get rich without external wealth, and pigs won't get fat if they don't eat at night. I've already fed it three times during the day, and now I have to add more fodder in the middle of the night. Yuan Tian is also responsible for cultivating a piece of spiritual land, and he's been busy all day until he's exhausted. He came to feed the flower-patterned pig in the middle of the night and fell asleep directly in the pigpen.

  Feeding pigs at night is a new practice that started this year. With the recovery of Yuan Tian's memory, some knowledge about breeding and planting has been fully utilized. This knowledge is vastly different from others' methods, who only know that using better spiritual grains will yield better results, but who can afford to use such expensive grains to feed pigs?

  How often should pigs be fed and how should the feed be matched. What is planted in the field, what is the suitable plant spacing, and how long to water once.

  Ever since he applied this knowledge, Yuan Tianyang's pigs were two to three hundred catties heavier than others, and the harvest in the fields also increased by several percent. Take this spotted pig now, for example - it weighs over 800 catties, a full 300 catties more than the 500 catties required by the school. The extra meat from the spotted pigs would naturally earn him even more money when sold.

  Look up at the starry sky, a new moon is like a hook, it's still early. If you don't work hard when you're young, you'll regret it when you're old. Yuan Tian isn't someone with great ambitions, but he knows it's not easy to survive in this cultivation world. Who would have thought that the carefree Yuan Tian in front of people is actually putting in effort behind their backs? Getting up in the middle of the night to secretly practice his skills, he has been persisting for years.

  He patted his thin face and cheered himself up, Yuan Tian began to practice the spell in the pigpen. This set of spells is a bit more complicated than the water ball technique, called the Rain Chant, which can bring a small cloud.

  Don't underestimate this little Rain Shower Spell, it has brought a lot of benefits to Yuan Tian. If not for the fact that he had taken good care of Old Huang in recent years, how could he have learned such a practical spell? Since learning the Rain Shower Spell, whether it's watering the spiritual fields or bathing the flower-patterned pig, everything is much more convenient. In his free time, he can even help others and earn some goodwill.

  Yu Tian's Rain Curse had already been used very skillfully, but he still squeezed out time to practice. Although this was the most basic of spells, it still had some use in increasing the amount of spiritual energy stored within his body. Having a sufficient amount of spiritual energy stored within his body was necessary for advancing in cultivation. Currently without money to buy better spells, Yu Tian could only focus on practicing this free spell. Today he went to the market and bought the plumpest flower-patterned pig, it should be enough to make up the money needed to buy the Spiritual Rain Spell.

  I feel that the spiritual energy in my dantian has increased a bit, and Yuan Tian revealed a brilliant smile. As long as I persist in training, I will be able to advance another level after all. However, for now, I have to hurry up and earn spirit stones, the effect of low-grade spells is always weak after all.

  When the red sun slowly rises from the east, Yuan Tian cast a spell to bring forth a refreshing rain. The flower-patterned pig and himself were washed clean, and he also took care of the few chrysanthemums growing next to the pigpen. Chrysanthemums were Yuan Tian's favorite.

  The west wind whispers through the courtyard,

  The fragrance of flowers is cold and hard to attract butterflies.

  In years to come, if I become the Azure Emperor

  The peony and peach blossoms bloom together.

  Chrysanthemums are such elegant things, how can they be planted next to a pigsty? It's not because of a lack of money, if one has the means, of course, they would create a clean and beautiful garden. Properly cultivate some chrysanthemums, and when autumn arrives, sit in a rattan chair, drink tea, and appreciate the flowers. If only this body could be exchanged for spiritual stones, it would be sold off immediately, these days without spiritual stones, one simply can't live.

  Who is this Qingdi, why doesn't he let the chrysanthemum bloom in spring? Now it's just right for spring, but no matter how much I take care of it every day, it still won't bloom.

  In Yuan Tian's memory, he woke up to the same thing as today, being licked awake by a spotted pig. After waking up, he didn't remember anything, didn't know his name, and didn't know where he was. Old Huang, who was in charge of raising the spotted pigs, found him and asked him several times, but to no avail. He only said that he had fallen from the sky with a loud crash and landed in the pigpen. So he simply gave him the name Yuan Tian, implying that he was sent by heaven.

  Lao Huang was originally named Huang Lao Shi, a name that suited his honest and kind nature. In his youth, he had been injured, and by the time he grew old, he had only reached the fourth layer of Qi refinement. With no prospects for advancement, he was assigned to tend pigs in the outer courtyard of the sect. The sudden arrival of Yuan Tian, although not particularly talented in cultivation, did alleviate Lao Huang's loneliness.

  He also arranged for Yuantian to raise pigs, and he could eat every day without starving. Anyway, he couldn't remember his original name, so Yuantian was fine with him. He was small and thin, like he hadn't eaten in years. Every day, he guarded the most affordable meat food spirit beast in Xiuzhen, Huatian Pig, which was also a visual enjoyment.

  Yuán Tiān put everything in order early in the morning, took out a small boat made of talisman paper, coaxed Huā Wén Zhu into it, and flew slowly to the mountain gate.

  His figure is like a scarecrow, and with this soft and close-fitting clothes, his dry and thin body is set off perfectly. If he were to tie a wooden stick on his back and stand in the fields to scare away sparrows, he would be more effective than a straw man made by farmers themselves.

  Since mysteriously arriving at the pigpen, I've been working with breeder Old Huang. Although I haven't had any spiritual beast meat, my meals have been decent, it's just that I'm not getting fat.

  For two years, Old Huang was quite good to him and taught him a hand of bathing incantation. Yuan Tian was more clever than other breeders and followed Old Huang to learn the second layer. Until now, Old Huang has been dead for a year, and only three layers of bathing incantation have been practiced by Yuan Tian.

  In the miscellaneous affairs of the disciples, except for Old Huang at the beginning, no one knew how to cast the Rain Curse. Although he was honest, his temper was eccentric and no one helped him.

  In Lao Huang's view, each sect should do its own thing well, he doesn't help others and doesn't let others help him. At the beginning, Yuan Tian just fell into his pigpen, making him think it was the arrangement of the old heaven, so he taught Yuan Tian skills with all his heart. If Yuan Tian had fallen a little further away, there wouldn't have been such a good thing.

  Plant some herbs and sell them, can also earn some spirit stones. Helping others wash their cattle is exhausting and doesn't pay well, Old Huang won't do that kind of work helping others wash cows.

  Yuán Tiān is a nice person to talk to, and his brain works quickly. When he has spare time, he helps others practice the Mù Yǔ Zhòu spell. The miscellaneous disciples are not wealthy, and the Mù Yǔ Zhòu spell is not as precious as the Líng Yǔ Jué spell. He just considers it a way to improve his skills and make more friends.

  This Rain Cleansing Curse is a basic curse for formal disciples, but for miscellaneous disciples, it's like the stars in the sky - can be seen but not reached. Using the money earned from raising spiritual beasts, I rented a piece of miscellaneous spiritual land from the sect. With the help of this Rain Cleansing Curse, the feed grass grows quite quickly. The saved money from purchasing feed can be stored away.

  The extra fodder can be sold to other breeders. The spirit stones earned, except for paying the rent of the spiritual field, all the rest were saved up, because Yuan Tian had a plan in his heart, to buy a book of Spiritual Rain Decision.

  Lingyu Jue is not some profound mantra, but it's also not something anyone can learn. It's mainly used to give spiritual fields rain. Yuan Tian made up his mind and sold the flower-patterned pig. The spirit stones earned, except for those given to the sect, were combined with previous savings to buy a copy of "Lingyu Jue".

  Mo Yu's curse can only water the low-grade spiritual grass, if you want to grow real spiritual grains, spiritual vegetables, spiritual medicine, and spiritual fruits, it must be done with Ling Yu.

  Lingyu Jue corresponds to the level of Lingtian, for example, first-level Lingyu Jue can only irrigate first-level Lingtian. Second-level Lingyu Jue can simultaneously irrigate both first and second-level Lingtian. As for third-level Lingyu Jue, it's extraordinary, third-level Lingtian is not something ordinary people can possess, only sect elder-level figures will have their own third-level Lingtian. The third-level spiritual medicine and spiritual grass inside are also extremely precious, ordinary disciples aren't even allowed to look at them, let alone touch them.

  Who wouldn't want to harvest more from their spiritual fields? Once they've cultivated the Spiritual Rain Decision of Three Layers, they'll have no worries about food and drink. Yuan Tian smiled and waved goodbye to the miscellaneous disciples in the breeding district. When he returned, he still had to help them bathe the pigs, cows, and sheep - Yuan Tian was busy from dawn till dusk.

  Patter patter, this broken paper boat is Old Huang's legacy. Although it's the worst flying spirit vessel, it's also something that countless people envy.

  More than 800 catties of Huawen pig, plus more than 100 catties of Yuantian, has already approached the maximum load-bearing capacity of 1,000 catties of the paper boat. The small boat made of talismanic paper would not have been able to withstand it if it weren't for the solidifying talismans drawn with cinnabar on top; a casual tear with one's hand would have been enough to rip it open. However, after adding those few solidifying talismans, it became almost as effective as a wooden boat.

  The workmanship of this talisman paper boat is not very good, and many bonding places have hairy edges. The grade of the talisman paper is not high, it's a mid-range paper among the first-grade papers. It's called "Mao Tou Paper", and some wool-pulled threads can be faintly seen in the paper.

  The price of talisman paper is not expensive, and it's not difficult to fold into a boat shape, even a three-year-old child can do it. The difficulty lies in the talisman characters on top, people who have never learned how to make talismans don't know where to start drawing. Once we get our hands on some spirit stones, I'll buy a book on drawing talismans and learn it myself, it's probably better than this anyway.

  The talisman was drawn on the surface of the talisman paper, crooked and twisted. Just looking at the talisman master who drew this symbol, it's clear that he's an amateur. Yuan Tian showed deep disdain for this, but he himself couldn't even afford to buy the most basic "Talisman Primer", so all he could do was gaze at these crooked symbols with a sigh.

  Piggy brother, piggy brother! Whatever you do, don't pee now and get the talisman wet, or it'll lose its effect and we'll all fall off. Although we're flying low, falling will still hurt a lot. More importantly, with such a heavy pig, without the little paper boat, how can we get to the market?

  The trading market is within the sphere of influence of the Tianyuan Sword Sect, flying over doesn't count as far, but walking over is not close, let alone with a big stupid pig.

  Creaking and groaning, the little paper boat made a sound that was unbearable. Yuan Tian's smiling face suddenly stiffened, and he slowed down his speed. After a while, seeing that the paper boat had not collapsed, he let out a sigh of relief and continued to fly towards the trading venue.

  "Little boat, little boat! Hold on for a million times, wait until I earn enough spirit stones to let you retire in peace"

  The creaking sound continued, and the paper boat drifted like a dream. Its swaying figure walked along an extremely strange route.

  Fortunately, most of the route is downhill, flying low, and should be able to hold on until the market.

  There was a slope in front, Yuan Tian was pouring spiritual power into the small paper boat, and the paper boat slowly lifted its head to climb up. Just as it was about to hit the slope, it narrowly brushed past with a hair's breadth. Wiping away the sweat on his forehead, it was always so thrilling. Although he had rich driving experience, every time he passed this slope, he was nervous.

  The talisman got wet from the pig's urine, so I took the small paper boat to dry under the sun. Once it's dry, I can continue using it. If it gets damaged, then it's really gone for good. This is Old Man Huang's legacy, and Xuantian's treasured keepsake.

  In the midst of creaking and swaying, they had been jolting for several hours. Yuan Tian's face, which always wore a smile, was somewhat pale, and he lifted his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. The market at the foot of Tianyuan Mountain was not far away, and the sound of haggling could be faintly heard.