Meanwhile, Jiang Youfu was happily busy, balancing his daily cultivation with honing his culinary skills.
Thanks to the small portion of the loot they had acquired from the bandit stronghold, the sect could now afford to eat meat almost every day.
However, Liu Yunan managed the account book with meticulous care. He set aside the majority of the funds for the sect's future use, while allocating the grain as their current daily rations.
About seven or eight days ago, the village had already completed a round of crop harvesting.
It was now the time of Grain in Ear, the season to begin planting the second round of crops.
Every household in Xiushui Village was busy in the fields. Despite the torrential rain that had lasted for days previously, the farmlands in Xiushui Village seemed largely unaffected. Moreover, the crops were extremely plump, making the villagers very happy.
However, many surrounding villages for miles around were not as fortunate. Many were more or less affected by the heavy rain, resulting in somewhat reduced grain yields. Fortunately, the county office promptly issued a notice reducing taxes for the disaster-stricken areas.
The commoners, who had initially felt somewhat lost, all breathed a massive sigh of relief.
As for Xiushui Village, not only did their fields not suffer a reduction in yield, but because the abundant rainfall during the Grain Buds period had helped the crops fill out nicely, their grain yield actually saw a slight increase. This led the villagers of Xiushui Village, during their breaks from farming over the past few days, to proudly show off to people in the neighboring villages.
For a time, many people in the nearby villages felt that Xiushui Village's feng shui was indeed quite good. Many villagers who did not belong to large, prominent clans even began considering moving to Xiushui Village.
It was another busy farming season.
The Lingxian Sect on the mountain was no exception.
The Spirit Grain previously planted in the spirit fields had also matured over the past few days and was harvested by the collective efforts of everyone in the sect.
Because they didn't have many initial seeds to begin with, Lin Dayou strictly forbade anyone from eating even a single grain of the newly harvested Spirit Grain; it all had to be used as seeds!
There was no helping it. They had only harvested a few handfuls of Spirit Grain in total. If they cooked a meal for this large group of people right now, it would be far too difficult to ever reach the point where they could plant enough Spirit Grain to eat it freely.
As a result, the sect members, who had been craving the enchanting aroma of the Spirit Grain, had no choice but to satisfy their cravings with Jiang Youfu's cooking.
As for the newcomers, Mo Yuanjiao and Mo Que, they had never tasted Spirit Grain before. But seeing everyone's eager expressions, the two of them also began to look forward to it.
Thus, under Lin Dayou's leadership, the Lingxian Sect's great farming endeavor proceeded in full swing. Everyone actively went down to the fields together to plow and sow, awaiting the arrival of the autumn harvest.
A few days later, on a scorchingly hot afternoon, several yamen runners riding tall horses approached Xiushui Village, beating gongs and drums, trailed by a group of villagers.
Hey! Old Hu! The officers are here to announce good news to your village!
A middle-aged rustic following behind the runners' horses shouted to a person standing under the large tree at the entrance of Xiushui Village.
The Xiushui Village residents chatting under the tree were baffled. Why were the officers coming to their village to announce good news? What good news?
Look at those tall horses, they even have festive large red rosettes hung on them!
Some of the quick-witted youths had already run into the village to find the village chief and the clan elders.
The remaining villagers all gathered around, following alongside the fine steeds at a respectful distance as they made their way into the village.
The runners on horseback beat the bronze gongs in their hands, yet they dared not strike too loudly for fear of startling the horses beneath them.
These horses had been borrowed by the county magistrate from the patrol inspector; it would be disastrous if they were frightened.
Furthermore, they usually rode ponies. This was their first time riding such tall horses, and it would be terrible if they were thrown off.
But they had no choice. Because this was the first time in decades that their county had produced an Anshou in the academy examination, the county magistrate insisted that the announcement must be made with grand pageantry.
It only made things hard for these runners who had never ridden such tall and majestic steeds before.
But what could they do? They could only be as careful as possible.
The men sat stiffly upright on horseback. Their foreheads were covered in bead-sized drops of sweat, which rolled down into their collars under the baking sun.
Thus, the villagers of Xiushui Village who hurried over upon hearing the news, as well as the villagers from nearby villages who had encountered them on the road and followed along, watched these heavily sweating runners draped in red silk and large red rosettes. The runners held their bronze gongs high and struck them incredibly softly.
They only stopped when they reached the open space in the village where the village chief usually made announcements and discussed matters.
Village Chief Du Liushui also hurried over at this moment, bowing to the runners and saying:
I did not know of your esteemed arrival and failed to welcome you from afar. I beg your forgiveness, officers...
Please do not be so polite, Village Chief! the runners on horseback quickly replied. Then, these runners were seen climbing down from their horses one by one, their movements somewhat clumsy and exceedingly cautious.
After the leader dismounted and stood firm, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, flicked it to the ground, and pulled out a piece of paper tied with red silk from his chest, saying to Village Chief Du:
Village Chief, we are here to announce a great piece of joyous news for your village. Quickly have someone call all the available villagers over so I can tell you!
So the village chief hastily ordered people to call out all the villagers who were hiding from the sun at home.
Only when the villagers had surrounded them tightly, three layers deep, did they clear their throats and announce loudly:
Today, Sun Yigao of Xiushui Village, Cuifeng Town, Anqun County, has honorably achieved the first place as Anshou in the Hufang Province academy examination of the ninth year of Longchu! To reward Xiushui Village for producing such outstanding talent, the County Magistrate has specially exempted Xiushui Village from this year's miscellaneous taxes!
Hearing the first half of the announcement, many villagers initially did not know what it meant. It sounded like the Sun family boy had taken an exam and gotten some Anshou? They completely did not understand.
But they understood the second half perfectly! Exemption from this year's miscellaneous taxes!
Although they still had to pay the main tax, for the impoverished Xiushui Village, the miscellaneous taxes were a considerable expense!
As a result, even if everyone initially did not know how well Sun Yigao had done in his exam, hearing that the county magistrate had actually waived their miscellaneous taxes for the year meant he must have done exceptionally well, enough to incidentally spare their entire village from miscellaneous taxes!
Thus, under the scorching early summer sun, the villagers cheered together from the bottom of their hearts.
At this moment, many villagers suddenly felt in their hearts that studying seemed quite useful after all.
Sun Yigao studied well, and he alone could exempt their entire village from miscellaneous taxes. If someone studied just a bit worse, even if they couldn't exempt a whole village, exempting a single household would still be incredible.
The people on the mountain who were originally busy farming had long heard the commotion in the village below and hurried down to watch.
Unexpectedly, they heard the good news that Sun Yigao had topped the academy examination as Anshou.
Lin Xiao was also extremely happy.
Although passing the academy examination only granted him the title of Xiucai for now, even as a Xiucai, he was the first place among this batch of scholars.
Lin Xiao believed that with Sun Yigao's talent and learning, he would certainly be able to achieve top honors in the upcoming provincial and metropolitan examinations.

ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】

shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]