Who helped me

The next morning, Shen Fan opened his eyes. Two nights and a day of rest had barely allowed him to get out of bed and work.

However, when he saw the coarse rice bowl by his bedside full again, a warm current surged through his heart.

“Old Duan is truly sharp-tongued but soft-hearted!”

Shen Fan shook his head with a smile, got up, and prepared for work.

Miscellaneous Service Peak was vast and boundless, covering thousands of acres, with over a thousand Utility Disciples divided into hundreds of small groups.

Shen Fan’s group had more than ten people and was responsible for cultivating one hundred and twenty acres of Spiritual Fields.

“Shen Fan!”

Zhao Erhu’s voice suddenly rang out, and he walked over with an arrogant expression.

Then, pointing to five abandoned Spiritual Fields not far away, he said, “From today onwards, these five Spiritual Fields are also under your management. Do you understand?”

Shen Fan subtly clenched his fists but dared not resist.

Seeing Shen Fan lower his head and remain silent, looking weak, Zhao Erhu nodded with satisfaction.

“That’s more like it! Why did you have to fight with Senior Brother Li over a woman? If you can’t handle it, just get lost and go down the mountain yourself!”

“I’m not leaving!” Shen Fan raised his head, his gaze as firm as iron.

“If you’re not leaving, then work hard for me! If you don’t complete your tasks, see how I’ll deal with you!”

Zhao Erhu threatened fiercely.

Watching Shen Fan’s retreating back, Zhao Erhu sneered, “Ten acres of Spiritual Fields? You, an ordinary person with a useless Spiritual Root, still think you can complete the task? Dream on!”

Shen Fan had been here for five years and was already skilled in cultivating Spiritual Fields.

Although ten acres of Spiritual Fields was a lot, he should still be able to complete it as long as he worked fifteen hours a day.

Just as Shen Fan was working diligently, a light cough suddenly came from beside him.

Looking up, he saw an old man with a wrinkled face and a hunched figure staring at him sinisterly.

“Old Duan!” Shen Fan showed a grateful smile.

“Are you alright?” Old Duan frowned and walked over, “I heard about your situation!”

“Sigh! Let’s not talk about it!”

Shen Fan swallowed his words and instead asked, “Oh, right, how did you lose the competition the day before yesterday? Haven’t you already reached Qi Refinement Stage Layer Three?”

“Damn it!”

Old Duan directly blurted out a curse.

“I had already won, but I was tied with another Utility Disciple. The Outer Sect assessment Disciple said I was too old, had no future, and no development, so they eliminated me!”

Shen Fan spoke up for him, “That can’t be, even if it’s a tie, they should still admit you as usual!”

“Who knows! Those bastards!”

Old Duan grumbled.

“I went to the Elder to reason, but the result was the same. When that assessment Disciple found out, he even beat me up!”

Immediately, a feeling of shared misfortune arose in both of their hearts.

“Oh, right, Old Duan, thank you for your care!”

Shen Fan said gratefully.

Looking at Shen Fan’s inexplicable gratitude, Old Duan was slightly taken aback, “You boy, don’t think of doing anything rash! Lu Qingzhu was heartless and abandoned you, but as a man, you must have a broad mind!”

He thought Shen Fan was going to do something foolish out of despair!

“What are you talking about!”

Shen Fan chuckled, “I’m thanking you for sending me rice last night!”

“Sending rice?”

Old Duan looked at Shen Fan with even more confusion.

“What rice? I was in my room all last night and didn’t come out!”

“Don’t hide it, if it wasn’t you, could it be someone else? I only had half a bowl of rice left, you must have secretly come in and filled it for me, right!”

“It really wasn’t me!”

Old Duan said with certainty, “Uh, do you not have anything to eat?”

“It really wasn’t you?” Shen Fan’s pupils immediately contracted, looking at Old Duan in disbelief.

“It really wasn’t me, why would I lie to you? Besides, doing good deeds without leaving a name isn’t my style!”

Hearing this, Shen Fan mumbled to himself, if it wasn’t Old Duan, who else could it be?

Just then, Old Duan suddenly leaned over, grabbed a handful of milky white rice from his pocket, and without a word, put it into Shen Fan’s pocket.

“Take this Spiritual Rice. Yesterday, I got a pound for tying, and you boy only have one last chance next year. Work hard and strive to enter the Outer Sect next year!”

Suddenly, Zhao Erhu’s voice roared from a distance, “What are you doing? Are you going to work or not?”

Upon hearing this, Old Duan immediately returned to his Spiritual Field and began to work.

Shen Fan gave Old Duan a grateful look, then continued to turn the soil.

But he spent the entire day pondering over what happened last night.

Who could it be?

When Shen Fan returned to his room, it was already evening.

All five acres of Spiritual Fields had been cultivated, and tomorrow he could water and sow.

Shen Fan casually locked the door, then cooked and ate all the remaining coarse rice.

Old Duan had given him a handful of Spiritual Rice, so tomorrow he could exchange a little for some coarse rice, and he could finally get through this month.

After dinner, Shen Fan carefully put the handful of Spiritual Rice into a bowl, then covered it with a headscarf and placed it under the bed.

The next morning.

Shen Fan was awakened by a refreshing scent.

Opening his eyes, Shen Fan took a deep breath, “Why is the Spiritual Qi so strong?”

Utility Disciples were not taught Spells, but they were given a basic Introduction to Qi Technique.

Shen Fan had Cultivated for five years and had only just entered Qi Refinement Stage Layer Two, so his perception of Spiritual Qi was very keen.

“This aura seems to only appear when the Spiritual Fields mature. Could it be that someone’s Spiritual Fields have matured?”

Shen Fan got out of bed and dressed, then took out the broken bowl from under the bed.

He planned to go to the market later, before dawn, to exchange half of the Spiritual Rice for some ordinary rice.

But when Shen Fan removed the headscarf, his eyes almost popped out.

Looking closely, he saw a large bowl of golden Spiritual Rice, radiating rich Spiritual Qi, appearing vividly in the dim light under the bed.

“This, this, this…”

Shen Fan was so shocked that he was incoherent.

Then he immediately grabbed a small pinch of Spiritual Rice and examined it.

“This is High Grade Spiritual Rice!”

Spiritual Rice also has Ranks: Low Grade, Medium Grade, High Grade, and Top Grade.

This golden mark was precisely the highest Rank of Top Grade Spiritual Rice.

What Old Duan gave him yesterday was clearly Low Grade White Jade Spiritual Rice.

What he cultivated in the Spiritual Fields outside was also Low Grade White Jade Spiritual Rice.

Shen Fan suddenly raised his head, his back of the head hitting the bed board directly.

Looking around, he quickly wrapped up all the Top Grade Spiritual Rice.

The Spiritual Qi of this Spiritual Rice was too concentrated; if it were discovered, the consequences would be unimaginable!

Thinking of this, Shen Fan immediately lifted a floor tile and buried all the Top Grade Spiritual Rice underground.

Then he only left a few grains on his person.

After doing everything, Shen Fan sat on the bed, his mind racing.

How did the Top Grade Spiritual Rice come about?

Wasn’t there only a handful of Low Grade White Jade Spiritual Rice in the bowl?

Just then, Shen Fan suddenly remembered the coarse rice that had appeared in the bowl out of nowhere yesterday.

And Old Duan denying that he sent the rice.

“Could it be…”

Shen Fan’s gaze fell on the broken bowl beside him.

A wild idea formed in his mind.

This bowl is a treasure!

Whether it’s a treasure or not, he would know after tonight!

As long as he put some rice in it again tonight, if it was full again tomorrow, then he could confirm this matter.

If this was truly a treasure, then joining the Outer Sect next year and surpassing Lu Qingzhu would be as easy as turning over his hand.

Outside the door, someone started to get up, making rustling sounds.

Shen Fan took the bowl and looked around for a place to hide it.

But then, he suddenly realized that this broken bowl had always been here, and no one had ever paid attention to it.

So, he decided to just leave it there.

The most dangerous place is the safest place.