In the middle of the night, after Jiang Che had coaxed Qiangwei to sleep, he went alone to the front yard of the villa.
The front yard of such a standalone villa was quite spacious.
It was filled with various green plants, all meticulously trimmed and kept tidy by the household’s gardener maids. The system-gifted housekeeping puppet dolls were indeed capable, and most importantly, they were pleasing to the eye. As the saying goes: "When there’s work, the maids handle it; when there’s no work... well, heh heh."
The spiritual field gifted by the system couldn’t be wasted. He had to plant something in it.
Jiang Che surveyed the yard and eventually found an open spot.
**[Spiritual Field: A piece of land imbued with a trace of spiritual energy, suitable for cultivating various plants... Covers an area of 9×9 meters.]**
The spiritual field might seem small in area, but it wasn’t actually that tiny. When Jiang Che took it out of the system space, it almost filled up the entire front yard.
Jiang Che stroked his chin, staring at the dark, fertile soil in front of him, feeling a sense of déjà vu.
Suddenly, he slapped his thigh in realization.
“Isn’t this just like the black soil from the old QQ Farm days?”
The 9×9 spiritual field was divided into nine smaller plots, and the soil even sparkled faintly under the moonlight.
“I can plant these three Millennium Vermilion Fruit Trees here. Normally, they take a year to mature, but on this spiritual field, they might grow even faster.”
Jiang Che then took out the three Millennium Vermilion Fruit Trees from the system and planted them in the spiritual field.
The trees were quite small. Despite their name, Vermilion Fruit Trees were like wintersweet trees—even after growing for thousands of years, they remained short and stubby.
Now, he could enjoy a steady supply of Vermilion Fruits. These fruits not only enhanced one’s cultivation and strength but, most importantly, tasted delicious.
Just as Jiang Che was busy with his work, Yu Wan'er, who had been asleep all day, woke up!
The little girl sat up in bed, her hair slightly disheveled, her energy seemingly drained.
Unable to hold it any longer, Yu Wan'er hurriedly went to the bathroom. On her way back, she accidentally caught sight of Jiang Che tidying up the field in the yard downstairs.
Her face stiffened as the terrifying memories from the previous day came flooding back, sending a shiver down her spine. That overwhelming fear... even now, just thinking about it made her feel like she might wet herself again.
“What a perverted freak, staying up all night? Let me see what this trashy fish is up to!”
The little girl leaned on the windowsill, poking her head out, her small hands propping up her chin as she watched Jiang Che below.
“Planting trees? What’s this pervert doing now?”
“Wait... Could this be some kind of weird, special play?”
At this thought, Yu Wan'er shrank back a little. Even though she had now become a Dark Force martial artist, her small frame still couldn’t handle too much strain.
Downstairs, Jiang Che’s mouth twitched. He slowly looked up and glared at Yu Wan'er.
“What are you looking at? Go back to sleep. If you keep staring, I’ll tie you to a tree and whip you.”
Yu Wan'er: “......”
My bad~
......
Early the next morning, Chen Ningshuang arrived in the front yard to practice her martial arts.
Chen Ningshuang had a very regular routine. As long as she didn’t cultivate with Jiang Che at night, she always woke up very early in the morning.
“What... what is this?”
When she saw the spiritual field, she was stunned!
How had the front yard completely transformed overnight?
As she approached the spiritual field, a soothing warmth emanated from it and flowed into her body. To her astonishment... her cultivation speed increased significantly just by being near this piece of land!
While it was still far from matching the speed of dual cultivation with Jiang Che, it was still three times faster than her usual solo meditation.
“What... what exactly is this?”
For the first time, Chen Ningshuang felt the limits of her own knowledge.
“Wait... are these... Vermilion Fruit Trees?”
Chen Ningshuang’s expression changed dramatically. How could Jiang Che’s family even get their hands on Vermilion Fruit Trees?
The ancient martial arts Chen family was once a prestigious martial arts clan. The founder of the Chen-style Tai Chi was their ancestor, and they had even produced a Grandmaster. Unfortunately, the family later declined, but they still had many ancient texts in their possession.
Since she recognized Vermilion Fruits, she naturally knew what Vermilion Fruit Trees looked like.
But according to the ancient texts... hadn’t Vermilion Fruit Trees gone extinct since ancient times?
The power of the Jiang family in the ancient martial arts world was truly terrifying. They could even casually plant Vermilion Fruit Trees! With such a treasure, they could undoubtedly mass-produce Transform Force experts, and there would certainly be no shortage of Grandmasters!
Chen Ningshuang’s thoughts began to spiral. The Jiang family probably had more than one Grandmaster, right?
As she pondered, her gaze was drawn to the bright red fruits on the Vermilion Fruit Trees, and she couldn’t help but swallow her saliva.
There were so many fruits... surely she could sneak one without being noticed, right?
Chen Ningshuang glanced around. The sky was just beginning to lighten, and even the maids were still asleep. Jiang Che had been busy for several nights in a row... he must be exhausted.
“Swish~”
Chen Ningshuang acted swiftly, plucking a Vermilion Fruit and stuffing it into her mouth in one swift motion.
The fruit was about the size of a baby’s fist. If it weren’t for Jiang Che’s prior assistance, Chen Ningshuang’s small cherry-like mouth wouldn’t have been able to eat it in one bite.
The girl smacked her lips, savoring the taste. It truly was a high-quality fruit. After eating just one... she quickly felt her cultivation barrier breaking through. She was now just one step away from reaching the mid-stage of Gang Force!
Should she... have another one?
Just as she was about to reach for another fruit, a sinister voice whispered in her ear.
“Does it taste good?”
Chen Ningshuang was startled. When she turned around... there was no one there!
At that moment, Jiang Che’s figure slowly materialized in front of her.
Appearing out of thin air?
Chen Ningshuang was genuinely frightened by Jiang Che’s display. “You... you... are you human or a ghost?”
Jiang Che smirked, reaching out to pinch the girl’s cheek.
“These fruits were hard-earned by me. You stole one... how should we settle this?”
Chen Ningshuang’s face instantly turned bright red. She hadn’t expected to be caught, even though she had eaten the fruit so quickly.
“I... I ate one of your fruits, so what? You have so many!”
Chen Ningshuang was flustered, looking like a thief who had been caught red-handed.
She and Jiang Che might not be officially married, but they had already been intimate. Was he really going to make a big deal out of her eating one fruit?
“Wait, no, let’s not talk about me eating your fruit for now. How did you just appear out of nowhere?”
Chen Ningshuang quickly changed the subject. Jiang Che had suddenly appeared in front of her, as if he were some kind of ghost or deity!
She was an early-stage Grandmaster in the ancient martial arts world. Her senses had been refined to an extraordinary level, and no trickery should have been able to fool her!
Could it be... that Jiang Che knew how to turn invisible?
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