There was no sound in the small Lingxiao Village in the early hours of the morning, the cultivators who planted the Green Dew Rice in the small Lingxiao Village needed to take care of the Green Dew Rice during the day, and they basically used the night time to cultivate in anticipation of being able to take advantage of the rich Divine Spiritual Qi here to go a step further.
Although there was a Spirit Gathering Formation in the Little Lingxiao Village, and the divine Spiritual Qi was sufficient, there were no outside cultivators allowed to come in here. For one, outside cultivators were not allowed to come in to cultivate here, and secondly, outside cultivators were not allowed to spend the night here.
The only thing that was still lit up was perhaps just the six-storey stone building of the Little Lingxiao Village.
When Mo Wuji passed by this stone building, his divine thoughts could even see Guang Zhi’s excited expression. Mo Wuji didn’t go straight to do away with Guang Zhi, instead, he bypassed this stone building and landed next to the Little Lingxiao Village’s protective formation.
The Little Lingxiao Village’s protective formation was also a grade 4 divine formation, and this formation also had the same function of alerting. As long as someone dared to forcefully break into the formation, or if someone attacked this rank four divine formation, the alarm would be triggered immediately. Once the alarm was triggered, the cultivators of the Little Lingxiao Sect would be able to arrive at the Little Lingxiao Village at the first opportunity.
A rank four protective formation was enough for the Little Lingxiao Village, as it would take at least a rank four divine formation master to crack this protective formation without a strong attack.
Normally, all that Little Lingxiao Village could produce was Lower Grade Green Dew Rice. Lower-grade Green Dew Rice was nothing in the entire Divine Continent and could be purchased anywhere.
A fourth level divine formation master’s mid-grade Green Dew Rice was also enough, so who would come here to grab the lower-grade Green Dew Rice? Unless this Level 4 divine Formation Master was an idiot, otherwise, a Level 4 divine Formation Master would definitely not risk the consequences of offending the Little Lingxiao Sect by coming here to crack the Little Lingxiao Village’s Level 4 Protective Formation just for a little bit of Inferior Grade Green Dew Rice.
Mo Wuji was a rank four divine formation master, so this protective formation was nothing to Mo Wuji. It only took him half a pillar of incense to find where the centre of the guard formation was.
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On the top floor of the stone building of the Little Lingxiao Village, Guang Zhi looked at the small pile of green dew rice grains in front of him with a shocked expression.
Some of these Green Dew Rice Grains had even all turned a light golden colour. As someone who managed the Green Dew Valley all year round, how could Guang Zhi not understand what this indicated?
It indicated that these Green Dew Rice Grains planted by Mo Wuji were about to approach the very best Green Dew Grains.
To know that what he had given Mo Wuji were only lower grade Green Dew Valley seeds, what did it mean to use lower grade Green Dew Valley to grow Green Dew Rice Grains that were close to the very best grade? Guang Zhi, however, knew that an extreme grade Qing Lu Valley rice could only be grown by using at least a top grade Qing Lu Valley as a seed.
Guang Zhi was all excited and clenched his fists, then he unclenched his fists somewhat helplessly. Mo Wuji was very ungrateful, if he wasn’t afraid of his uncle, this guy most likely wouldn’t have gone soft.
If this guy sees the situation clearly and serves his Guang Zhi, then he Guang Zhi ……
Forget it, this guy must be killed. Mo Wuji was able to use the lower grade Green Dew Valley to grow the upper grade Green Dew Rice, which meant that Mo Wuji definitely had a set of methods. As long as he forced out all of this method of Mo Wuji before he finished him off, in the future, this person who was able to grow top grade Green Dew Rice would be him, Guang Zhi.
“Isn’t this Green Dew Rice very good?”An abrupt voice interrupted Guang Zhi, who was immersed in the fantasy of top grade Qing Lu rice, as he abruptly raised his head.
A man dressed in black was standing in front of him, and it was obviously this man in black who had just spoken.
“Who are you?”Guang Zhi subconsciously took a few steps back before his tone became stern, “This is the Little Lingxiao Sect’s Little Lingxiao Village, once you make your move, the Little Lingxiao Sect will be able to know right away.”
“I only handed over these Green Dew Valley Rice to you during the day, you forgot about it so quickly?”Mo Wuji hemmed and hawed, he came over in disguise, but his voice didn’t change.
Guang Zhi suddenly realised, “You’re Mo Wuji, you actually have the guts to come to my place, you’re looking for death.”
Hearing that the person in front of him was Mo Wuji, Guang Zhi’s heart immediately settled down.
If it was a stranger, he was still a little scared. Mo Wuji he really wasn’t afraid of, his uncle had told him that Mo Wuji was at most only at the early stage of Yushen. Even if his uncle was wrong and Mo Wuji was in the middle stage of God Breeding, he was not afraid in the slightest. He, Guang Zhi, no matter how bad he was, he was still at the 7th level of the God of Breeding, and the late stage of the God of Breeding and the early stage of the middle stage was a huge gulf.
Although Guang Zhi settled down in his heart, his divine thoughts still swept out. He was not afraid of Mo Wuji, but he was afraid that Mo Wuji would bring someone over.
Luckily, his divine thoughts didn’t see anyone, which made him sigh in relief.
“Since you’re here, don’t leave.”Guang Zhi was about to grab Mo Wuji with one hand.
It was just that he had just taken a step when he felt a kind of swirling domain sweep over him, his domain was like a thin piece of paper under Mo Wuji’s swirling domain and was instantly torn apart.
Not good, Mo Wuji’s strength wasn’t even at the Early Yuk God stage, this was at least the Heavenly God realm. Guang Zhi’s soul was scattered and he was about to vanish. He soon realised that the space he was in was completely bound.
In the next moment, Mo Wuji’s big hand had reached over and directly grabbed his neck to pick him up as if he was a chicken.
The Light Chi at the 7th level of the God of Breeding, in front of Mo Wuji at the 4th level of the God of Breeding, he didn’t even have the ability to resist.
“You should be trying to find a way to trap me with that cheap uncle of yours, but unfortunately, I won’t give you the chance. There’s also these rice, which was originally mine, I’m also putting it away today.”After Mo Wuji finished speaking, he rolled up the twenty kilograms of top grade Green Dew Rice that was opened and looked at by Guang Zhi, and at the same time, he collected Guang Zhi’s ring as well.
“Mo Wuji, you can’t touch me, my uncle ……” Guang Zhi felt his neck tighten after just a few words, then he couldn’t say a single word.
Mo Wuji sighed and said, “Why do you think it’s necessary, I just want to be quiet here for a period of time and then leave, did I invite you to mess with you? What are you doing to mess with me?”
When he said the last two words, Mo Wuji’s divine element opened up, and Guang Zhi’s sea of consciousness directly cracked open, and before the Yuan Shen could vanish, Mo Wuji was a ball of flame that landed on Guang Zhi’s body.
In just a few breaths of time, Guang Zhi turned into a ball of flying ash, and was rolled by Mo Wuji’s outstretched hand, disappearing without a trace.
After killing Guang Zhi, Mo Wuji didn’t go back, instead, he directly exited the guard formation from the centre of the formation that he had chosen, then changed his position and started to fiercely bombard the guard formation.
As Mo Wuji blasted on top of the protective formation for the first time, a mournful warning sound rang out.
The entire Little Lingxiao Village was startled, but no one rushed out to check on anything. Those who grew rice in Little Lingxiao Village were all cultivators with low cultivation levels or poor qualifications. They were using their lives to gain a glimmer of hope here, no one would come out to die for the alarm.
Mo Wuji only spent a small amount of time for half a pillar incense before he tore through the Little Lingxiao Village’s protective formation, then a wind shift into his Dingzhi 79th field ridge.
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Mo Wuji had been gone for less than half a pillar incense time before a dozen figures quickly rushed into the Little Ling Xiao Village before landing on the sixth floor where Guang Zhi was.
“Guang Zhi was killed, there is the scent of Guang Zhi being burnt here.”The one who spoke was Fourth Elder Zheng Chang’ang, who had only been here during the day.
“It should be caused by those twenty catties of top-grade Green Dew Rice that leaked out.”Another elder said.
The few people around didn’t say anything, obviously all of them thought that this elder was correct. The matter of Mo Wuji planting a ridge of Upper Grade Green Dew Rice had long spread throughout the entire Little Ling Xiao Sect in a short period of time. A few elders had even planned to come and pay Mo Wuji a visit during the day. Unexpectedly, before dawn, something happened to the steward of the Little Lingxiao Village.
“Not good, will something happen to Mo Wuji?”Huo Sheng suddenly thought that this Green Dew Rice was planted by Mo Wuji, if Guang Zhi was killed because of 20 catties of Green Dew Rice, could Mo Wuji be okay?
Zheng Chang’ang shook his head, “No, Mo Wuji’s protective formation was set up by me, and the alarm was not triggered.”
With those words, the few elders had already rushed towards the dingzhi seventy-nine ridge where Mo Wuji was at the fastest speed possible.
The protective array was triggered and Mo Wuji opened it with a bewildered look on his face, when he saw Huo Sheng and Zheng Chang’ang, as well as several elders he didn’t recognise, he saluted in amazement and asked, “Hall Master Huo, Elder Zheng, what are you guys ……”
Zheng Chang’ang waved his hand and said, “Nothing much is going on, in the future, you must remember to activate the alarm as soon as the protective formation is attacked.”
Mo Wuji was still at a loss, he still clasped his fists to show that he understood Elder Zheng’s words.
“Let’s go, let’s check the room where Guang Zhi is again.”After reminding Mo Wuji, Zheng Chang’ang said again.
The group of people landed in the room where Guang Zhi was again, and Guang Ting, who was following the group, finally couldn’t help but say, “Guang Zhi attracted a murderous death just from twenty catties of top grade Green Dew Rice, Mo Wuji planted a ridge of Green Dew Rice, so why is he fine?”
Zheng Chang’ang glanced at Guang Ting and said indifferently, “Guang Ting, I understand your feelings. Twenty catties of Green Dew Rice was leaked out from Guangzhi’s body, thus leading to the killing. From this aspect, you and I are both suspects as we were the ones who knew about this. Whereas Mo Wuji planted out a ridge of top grade Green Dew Rice, how many people knew about it. Furthermore, I’m sure Mo Wuji doesn’t have much top grade Green Dew Rice left in his possession.
In total, Mo Wuji had only planted one ridge, even if this ridge was all top grade green dew rice, how much could he harvest? According to my investigation, he had previously traded twenty five catties to the sect disciples, then he had handed over another twenty catties to Guang Zhi, and Hall Master Huo and I had also received a few catties from him. That makes more than fifty jin. Guang Ting, how much Green Dew Rice do you think a ridge can produce at most?”
Another Elder chimed in, “I agree with Elder Zheng’s words, the visitor would not touch Mo Wuji even if he knew that Mo Wuji had Green Dew Rice. Firstly after he triggered the alarm and snatched twenty catties of Green Dew Rice from Guang Zhi, he shouldn’t have had time to go and touch Mo Wuji’s protective formation again. Secondly he should have also guessed that Mo Wuji doesn’t have much Green Dew Rice on him even if he does.”
Guang Ting however, a lightning bolt crossed his heart, he recalled what Guang Zhi had said to him earlier, Guang Zhi suspected that Mo Wuji’s green dew rice yield from that ridge was amazing, so amazing that Guang Zhi couldn’t even believe it, it was just that at that time, he didn’t care about it. Now that he thought about the point that Guang Zhi couldn’t believe, how much was that? What if Mo Wuji’s green dew rice yield from that ridge was really far more than 50kg?
