Quick Transmigration: Leisure

Chapter 610 I'm a Ghost in the Underworld, Generation 2, Part 26

In the underworld, in vast fields of spirits.

"Tsk, you all need to go easy on them. Don't ruin these plants just because you've made a new breakthrough in your cultivation!" Cha Ying looked at the carefully nurtured plants with heartache. Because Qing Ze and Ji Jun hadn't controlled their strength, the plants were already swaying and nodding on the fresh branches, almost falling off prematurely and becoming immature but ineffective herbs.

"Yes!" Ji Jun did not argue and lowered her head to continue changing the rhythm.

"Senior Sister, does this spirit herb look haggard today? It couldn't handle the increasingly exquisite techniques!" Qingze knelt down, aligning his gaze with the swaying spirit herb to check if there were any cracks in its joints.

"Just be careful."

Before Qingze could reply, Chaying had already moved to another field.

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Three years have passed since the last time I encountered the black mist when I first started out.

For a period of time, they remained glorious bald reserve officers, even though many of their contemporaries in the camp had been in office for two or three years, they still did not have a proper post.

They spend their days following the orders of the Black and White Impermanence, usually going to the mortal realm with them to perform their duties, occasionally practicing according to the planned cultivation methods, sometimes participating in the preparatory camp's phase assessments, and finally doing some unimaginably tedious tasks.

For example, regularly tending to the spiritual fields, repairing houses in the medicinal bath pool, cleaning all the pool walls, pounding and preparing medicine for oneself, searching everywhere for rare spiritual incense raw materials, and having fun in various ways.

Lord Wuchang forbade them from neglecting their cultivation amidst their busy schedules.

Therefore, one should consider how to combine the practice with every practical task.

You can't mess it up, so you have to carefully control the corresponding force and spellcasting rhythm.

This vast expanse of fertile spiritual fields has become their third home, and no one can resist the joy of a bountiful harvest. In particular, Xia Youmi will truly show them the positive and negative effects of carefully cultivated elixirs on cultivation.

After a few rare lessons, they learned to achieve twice the results with half the effort from their work.

It can be said that these three years,

A few geniuses often emerge from the preparatory camp and can surpass the three of them in the assessment, but now it basically requires the Black and White Impermanence or the Judge to set the questions individually.

All the new generations can no longer catch up with them.

The accumulation of time is incomparable to how beautiful one's foundation is.

Besides,

They still have determination.

Three years ago, I appeared in the medicine pool in a sorry state, not because I enjoyed the experience, but because I felt immense shame and remorse, which kept emerging as the horse-faced and bull-headed men continued to tell their stories.

At that time, Little White and Little Black also entered their own private medicinal baths, some distance away from them.

Ox-Head was quite generous, accepting the same healing formula as Horse-Face.

They were only two steps away from the three listless little devils.

The atmosphere was strange, so they chatted to ease the tension, since no one knew how dangerous the other side was, separated by a spatial artifact.

Only after Niu Tou explained did I realize how much of it was coincidence and luck.

Horse-faced was injured.

Before being pulled and flung by Xia Youmi, Niu Tou was unaware of the danger. Only after the black mist roared repeatedly did he realize that it was extremely perilous.

That evil spirit can penetrate into people's hearts in every way, stirring up the most easily ignited obsessions or malices in their hearts.

Being isolated and without support makes one vulnerable to being defeated, which is why it dislikes having opponents clustered together.

The three little ones were so tender, like baby cabbages, that they were easily invaded without any notice or resistance.

The four Yin Generals are all cautious and experienced. Once they trust each other like the Black and White Impermanence and act closely together, the Black Mist's idea of ​​launching a silent attack, first applying a layer of dark negative effects, and then combining internal and external forces to avoid causing much of a commotion will fall through.

It's like a dream.

A person sleeping alone won't suspect anything, but if there's a temporarily awake companion nearby, they can easily be shaken awake.

If you shake the bell before attacking, it's easier to do what Xia Youmi did: constantly leaping and avoiding all the counter moves.

As a result, the massive influx of support made the situation more chaotic, and the distractions quickly overwhelmed it, preventing it from accurately controlling the situation.

Perhaps they had the confidence to do so, and after understanding the situation, they did not resist and followed along.

This reduced the number of injuries to each other.

This infuriated the three little ones.

So cunning!

Few underworld officials were injured, nor could they punish it for any crime. The other party was merely a wandering ghost "abandoned" in a mass grave; it was an inadequacy in the underworld's procedures that prevented them from being taken away after death.

If one suddenly gains wisdom and begins to cultivate on their own, even to the point of going astray and being unable to understand the instructions of the Black and White Impermanence, then hiding away is not an unforgivable sin.

The attack was merely instinctive.

Therefore,

The bull-headed woman, who had initially been interested in the trial, stopped listening. She waited for Xiao Hei to hand over the impermanent artifacts and complete the reporting procedure before rushing back to find the horse-faced man for a medicinal bath.

I don't want to care about it at all anymore.

As for what happened next, the requests for compensation and punishment from the Black and White Impermanence were completely blocked.

The three little ones were saddened to hear that their abilities were simply too pathetic to bear.

After soaking, they heard that the Black and White Impermanence would be collecting souls again the next day, so they all volunteered to continue following along. Moreover, they consciously practiced extra after each mission, using what should have been rest time to hone their skills.

What kind of fatigue or mental exhaustion,

Those have all become topics that are no longer mentioned.

Qingze and the others clearly realized that, although no one had mentioned it, if they hadn't been knocked unconscious and thrown into the magic artifact during the battle with the black mist, they would have become a weak point outside.

Ironically, when close cooperation was needed, they fought fiercely within the magical artifact. Qingze initially tried to stop them, but after feeding them pills, he didn't know how to circulate his energy and absorb it. This further fueled their agitation, and even he joined the fight without regard for the consequences.

Although I learned about restraint and catharsis in the process, I still need to figure out when to find a balance.

But the chanting only subsided after they actually stopped chanting.

They dared not speak of what was inside the magical artifact, and fortunately, none of the adults asked in detail.

Before they had to endure such hardship for long, the matter of collecting souls on the battlefield came to an end, and order returned to normal. They no longer needed to go to the mortal realm every day to clean up the mess, and only then could they resume their normal training.

Xia Youmi first divided the intensity of the daily medicinal bath according to the dosage, making the little devil suffer terribly.

What's worse, Little Black Master is watching over them and telling them stories, about how this herb came to be, how much suffering he and Little White endured, and how the three little devils will have to pay for it for now, until their cultivation level improves and they can go back to farming.

They were caught between extremes, feeling both indebted and burdened by gratitude, yet unable to resist recalling how much more wonderful the time they spent cultivating the land was than the time they spent collecting souls. Unconsciously, they managed to get through it.

Once things are done, the rewards will be generous. Xia Youmi couldn't bear to disappoint their bright eyes that were asking if there was any work left to do.

The only solution is to put the renovation of the spiritual spring next to the spiritual field on the agenda, so as to create a continuous source of work for them as soon as possible.

The sun is scorching, but the improvement in cultivation and ability is visible.

Not to mention the food supplies for Lord Wuchang. Lord Xiaobai even specially reserved a plot of land there to grow food, which has no medicinal properties and is purely fragrant.

If it weren't for their inability to change their physical form, they would all be quite plump and strong.

And so, amidst the rapid progress, which was almost daily, cheers and jubilation were interspersed.

Today,

Suddenly, I overheard some gossip from the impermanent little devil. He said that in the past three years, Little White and Little Black had been doing all sorts of shady things with their disciples, yet their cultivation had progressed even faster than in the first three years. That's strange, isn't it? Could they have somehow managed to plunder some benefits from their childhood?

The three little ones didn't believe the ulterior motive in those words.

They were astonished by the speed of progress, watching as the Black and White Impermanence busied themselves inside and out, painstakingly teaching them.

He felt guilty, thinking that he was a burden to his seniors.

result,

Without a word, the Black and White Impermanence have actually cultivated themselves to an astonishing level. Why didn't they tell them? Perhaps they were afraid of undermining their confidence?

At last,

Because he had received countless psychological suggestions from Xia Youmi, he didn't stay depressed for long and quickly recovered.

I just put more effort into my work, wanting to develop more precise and numerous skills to catch up.