The East Radiance Nine Peaks were still beautiful and magnificent, the waterfall and flowing spring were still gurgling endlessly, and the rise and fall of the sects had nothing to do with them. The weeds in the Spirit Field grew rapidly, and they were even taller than the Spirit Valley. Yellow spikes of grain could be faintly seen among the weeds. Nearly a thousand cultivators were busy sorting out the weeds in their spiritual fields. Occasionally, they would raise their heads to peek at a pair of young men and women strolling along the path in the field.

The man was handsome and his figure was as straight as a pine tree. The woman was as gentle and quiet as a painting. The two of them walked together like a pair of immortal companions traveling.

Song Fugui was neither rich nor expensive. He was just an ordinary outer sect disciple under the Primordial Chaos Pavilion. He was responsible for planting fifty acres of spiritual fields. Apart from paying the rent, the remaining spiritual valley was barely enough to support a family of six. Spirit fields were the hope of his family's survival. Therefore, Song Fugui was especially interested in spirit fields. He had risen up early and grabbed at the dark. This year's Spirit Valley was also very successful. However, it was about to reap a bumper harvest. The Venerable One had brought people to destroy the Zhengtian Sect. Instead, they had burned the mountain gate. Song Fugui was forced to flee with his family of six. Although the disciples of Zhengtian Sect did not pursue them, they lost their spiritual fields and their lives.

Song Fugui, who had almost turned pale, suddenly found out that the Zhengtian Sect had recruited outer sect disciples at the East Radiance Nine Peaks. Even the outer sect disciples of the Primordial Chaos Pavilion had accepted them and returned their spiritual fields to them to cultivate. Many of the outer sect disciples of the Primordial Chaos Pavilion had already returned to cultivate. Song Fugui instantly rekindled his hopes and brought his family back to the East Radiance Nine Peaks. A smiling fat steward cordially received him and returned the fifty acres of spiritual land to him to cultivate. Song Fugui couldn't help but cry out in gratitude. Later on, people said that the fat steward was the inner steward of Zhengtian Sect. He seemed to be called Li Youyin, which was comparable to his own name, Song Fugui.

The ling fields that hadn't been taken care of for nearly half a month were already filled with weeds. The leaves of the ling valley were beginning to wither, and the original bumper harvest might turn into a grain harvest.

At this moment, the three members of Song Fugui's family were working hard to remove weeds and irrigate their spiritual fields.

Song Fugui, who was so busy that his back was aching, straightened up and pounded his waist a few times. Suddenly, he realized that his three disappointing bastards were peeking at the young men and women passing by in the distance. He couldn't help but angrily give the three of them a "butt kick" and scolded, "Hurry up and do your work. Do you want to have no dinner tonight?"

The three teenagers hurriedly lowered their heads to work, but their eyes continued to peek at the fairy-like woman. Song Fugui coughed and glared at his three sons. Everyone had a love for beauty. That woman was too good-looking. Even Song Fugui wanted to take a look at her. However, judging from the way they dressed, they were definitely not low status figures in the Zhengtian Sect. How could they casually look at her? He was worried that the woman would kill the three ignorant bastards if she got angry. In the past, an outer sect disciple was stabbed blind by someone because she glanced at an inner sect female disciple of the Primordial Chaos Pavilion.

What are you really afraid of? That young man and woman actually walked straight this way. Song Fugui couldn't help but tremble in fear, causing the three of you bastards to look around and see that something bad had happened!

When the three sturdy boys saw the beautiful fairy walking towards them, they couldn't help but stand up and be stunned. However, they quickly lowered their heads in shame. It was a kind of blasphemy for such a fairy to look at them again.

The young man and woman came to the edge of the spiritual field and stood still. Song Fugui was so scared that he hurriedly greeted them and bowed, "Song Fugui greets the two Immortal Elders!" At the same time, he turned around and shouted, "You guys still haven't come to greet the Immortal Elder!"

Song Fugui's daughter-in-law led an eight or nine year old tanned girl over trembling. The three young men lowered their heads and hid behind their father Li Fugui.

Ying Ting smiled and said, "Brother, don't be nervous. We don't have any ill intentions!"

Song Fugui smiled embarrassedly and rubbed his big hands together like the bark of an old tree. He could tell that he was very nervous.

"Little sister, what's your name?" The green-dressed girl asked softly.

Song Fugui and the others' nervous moods had miraculously calmed down as the spring breeze blew by. The dark little girl raised her small face and looked at Zhao Yu in admiration. She said crisply, "Song Chunhua!"

"Spring flowers are brilliant, indeed a good name!" Ying Ting said with a smile.

The little girl's eyebrows lit up, and she innocently asked, "Really? But the other children say that they are rustic!"

"Who said that? That's a good name!" The young man said seriously.

The little girl couldn't help but grin and reveal two rows of white teeth, "Elder Brother Xian, what's your name?"

Song Fugui hurriedly scolded and smiled at the young man, "Little fellow doesn't know how to be polite. Immortal Elder, don't blame him!"

The young man waved his hand and laughed, "No wonder, Little Spring Flower, remember, my name is Chu Jun, and this sister is Zhao Yu!"

"Mm, your names are also very pleasant to hear!" The little girl nodded seriously.

The green-dressed girl couldn't help but smile as she reached out and touched the little fellow's head, causing the three youths to be extremely jealous.

"Brother, how about this harvest?" The young man squatted down and pulled out a weed. His movements were extremely skillful, and he could tell that he had done farm work with a single glance.

Song Fugui's eyes lit up. He felt that he was getting closer to this young man with extraordinary bearing. He sighed and shook his head. "It would be good to get 30% of the harvest. I'm afraid he won't even be able to pay the rent!"

The young man frowned slightly and asked curiously, "How much rent do I have to pay?"

"Three hundred jin of Spirit Valley per mu of land. Fifty mu of land is fifteen thousand jin of Spirit Valley. According to the current situation, one mu of land can produce two hundred and fifty jin of Spirit Valley!" Song Fugui said with a sad expression.

"In other words, 50 Jin of Spirit Valley per mu, 50 Jin is 1,500 Jin?" The young girl frowned and said, "Then how will your family of six survive?"

"That's right, there's nothing we can do about it. Originally, we had a good harvest this year, but when we were setting seeds, we were abandoned. It would be good if we could harvest it. This time, we should tighten our belts and cook it." Song Fugui helplessly said, "Wait for the next round to earn it back with diligence!"

"Brother, who said that you charge 300 jin per mu?" A trace of undetectable displeasure flashed through the young man's eyes. He was secretly furious in his heart. Li Youyin was truly bold.

"I've always collected 300 jin of Spirit Valley per mu. Could it be … that the Zhengtian Sect has collected even more?" The youngest interrupted.

Ying Ting and the green-dressed girl exchanged glances and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief!

"Brother, I can't guarantee that the Zhengtian Sect won't accept the rent!" The young man smiled and stood up, clapping his hands. He took the green-dressed girl and floated away.

The father and son stared blankly at their departing figures. Of course, the three bastards were looking at the green-dressed girl, while Song Fugui was looking at the pretty young man.

"Old bastard, what are you looking at?" The woman reached out to pinch her husband and cursed.

Song Fugui turned around nervously and grabbed the woman's collar. "Chu Jun … he … he said he was Chu Jun!" He cried out in a trembling voice.

"Ah!" The three youths exclaimed at the same time, "He … he can't be the Sect Leader of Zhengtian Sect, right?"

"It must be, it must be!" Song Fugui's beard trembled with excitement.

The Sect Leader of Zhengtian Sect, he actually pulled out a grass in his spiritual field just now and praised his little daughter for her good name.

The outer sect disciples of the Primordial Chaos Pavilion usually had to be respectful when they saw an inner sect disciple. In their hearts, those Golden Core Stage elders were existences like immortals, let alone Venerable Primordial Chaos. In Song Fugui's eyes, Venerable Primordial Chaos was the supreme existence. Now that the Primordial Chaos Pavilion had been destroyed by the Heavenly Sect, the Heavenly Sect Master Chu Jun was even more powerful than Venerable Primordial Chaos. Such a person was actually so young and approachable.

"Haha, there's no need to pay the rent this time. Thank you, Sect Leader!" Song Fugui excitedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed in the direction where Chu Jun disappeared. Seeing this, the five people behind him also knelt down. The nearby outer sect disciples of the Chaos Pavilion all ran over to inquire. When they heard that the young man was actually the Sect Leader of Zhengtian Sect, they couldn't help but be stunned. When they heard that he might not have to pay the rent anymore, they all smiled happily.

"Hmph, you scoundrel, you dared to bribe me by bringing me around the East Radiance Nine Peaks!" Zhao Yujiao patted Chu Jun charmingly.

Chu Jun couldn't help but call out for injustice. He reached out to hug Zhao Yu's soft silk waist and said, "Yu'er, I'm really going to play with you. It was you who insisted on asking that Song Fugui!"

Zhao Yu snorted, "But I didn't let you leave your name!"

Chu Jun approached Zhao Yuxiang and kissed her on the cheek. "Yu'er intentionally created an opportunity for me. How can I disappoint my daughter-in-law's good intentions?" He said cheerfully.

Zhao Yu blushed and rolled his eyes at Chu Jun. Then, he laughed out loud and said gloatingly, "Two days ago, I heard Li Xiangjun and Li Youyin discuss how much rent to charge. Now that your grand sect master Jin Kouyu has said that he won't charge the rent, I want to see how you will explain it to that woman!"

"I am the Sect Leader, I have the final say. Why should I explain to her? Eh, why do I smell a sour smell?" Chu Jun sniffed and laughed.

Zhao Yu glared at Chu Jun angrily, then suddenly leaned over to Chu Jun's lips and quickly kissed him. She whispered, "I'm just jealous!"

Chu Jun's heart trembled as he tightly hugged Zhao Yu into his arms and emotionally kissed the fragrant cherry lips. After a long time, the two of them separated. Zhao Yu cut her hair, and her watery eyes seemed to drip water as she turned around and flew towards the main peak.

"Yu'er, don't run!" Chu Jun hurriedly chased after him.

More than half a month had passed since the battle between the two factions. The buildings on Donghua Peak that had been burned to the ground were still there. Shao Wen and Shangguan Yu were leading people to clean up the burnt ruins. As Shao Wen commanded, he scolded Fan Jian and Bamboo Hammer for losing. It was fine to kill people, but he still insisted on setting fire to them. How much spirit crystals would it take to rebuild these buildings?

When Chu Jun and Zhao Yugang appeared on the mountain, Li Xiangjun gracefully stepped forward and said with a charming smile, "This subordinate greets Master and Mother. Coincidentally, this subordinate has something to discuss with Master!"