This is a village called Xiguang Village.

When Li Ye saw the stone tablet at the village entrance, the inscriptions on it seemed to shimmer with a faint golden light. The characters were delicate, and at the end, there was a small mark resembling a pipa instrument.

Is it related to the ancestor from the Ninth Layer Celestial Palace?

Xiguang Rice...

By this point, he was quite certain he was not in any life-threatening danger.

Some cultivators from the Hell Path wanted him to see another side of the Four Seasons Sect, or rather, they were trying to prove the Four Seasons Sect wrong.

Simply put, they wanted to break his Dao Heart.

Break his Dao Heart?

Thinking of this, Li Ye couldn't help but laugh—if he truly was someone living here, he might have doubts due to such allocation.

But he had traversed worlds and seen far too many things.

This world's peace had already exceeded his expectations, and the teachers were doing their best to increase output and variety.

Besides, instead of dwelling on the past, it's better to think about how to increase the yield of crops and benefit more people.

…

He entered Xiguang Village.

Li Ye keenly noticed that the soil here was not as barren and desolate as outside, but it was all like ash-like soil.

Walking on the road, even his feet could sink in.

The layers of soil formed from accumulated ashes and the desolate wind, with ashes drifting, made it resemble a barren cemetery.

"Ah."

The worry on the old man's face seemed never to have faded. He sighed again: "Immortal, the land of Xiguang Village is all accumulated ashes from a great tree that once burned down.

We can't grow anything here."

"This is indeed a bit challenging." Li Ye bent down to grab a handful of ashes, and the moment it left the earth, it began to drift, lacking the structure of soil and the spiritual qi and nutrients needed for any crops.

Everything inside had been destroyed, leaving only ashes and fiery energy.

"But it's okay."

If it were someone else, they might be a bit troubled, as they probably wouldn't carry as many things. But with a Jianmu space on him, and his storage ring fully stocked, Li Ye had a way.

He directly squatted, then sat down, inserting his fingers into the ashes.

A clear stream of water trickled from his fingertips.

The water quietly flowed forward through the gaps in the ashes. When touched by the water infused with the vitality of Jianmu, the ashes even emitted a "sizzling" sound.

White mist rose with it.

This mist carried refreshing vitality, and as it slowly rose, it attracted others in the village to gather around.

"What's happening!"

"Is Hell attacking!"

"Who are you!"

The villagers were lean and fierce-looking, clutching pitchforks and hoes that gleamed and emitted a cold light.

Oddly enough, these "weapons" contained Wish Power.

If struck by these, even ordinary cultivators would find it unbearable.

"Uncle, Auntie, this Immortal uncle is helping us!"

Before Li Ye could speak, the old man's granddaughter bravely stood in front of him, her small frame surprisingly firm.

"You..."

"Immortal?"

"Old Jiang, who exactly is this?"

Having lived together for so long, there was a basic trust, but they still looked towards the elder known as Old Jiang.

Old Jiang nodded and said in an indisputable tone, "Trust this Immortal, he is... from the Four Seasons Demon Sect."

Hearing this, the surrounding villagers exchanged glances but remained silent, quietly experiencing the fog and water flow they hadn't felt in ages.

It seemed their withered bodies eagerly absorbed the vitality from the water mist, suppressing the mutations within.

Seeing this, Li Ye said nothing more, continuing to use the water flow to nourish the earth, melting the ashes into soil—the vitality-rich water and the fiery ashes transformed into clouds upon contact.

The lead-colored clouds gathered, followed by the drizzle, forming lines of rain.

"Splish splash!"

The raindrops fell to the ground, but were again evaporated by the flame, rising into the air.

This cycle is irrelevant.

It was as if the entire village had been placed inside a "steamer," with the warm moisture seeping into every corner.

This is the first step.

Here, the ashes carried too much fire, if not cleared away, forget about planting things, it might even roast the seeds.

Li Ye patiently stood there guiding the Spiritual Water to cleanse the land until the ash that scattered in the wind turned into somewhat sticky soil.

Then he began removing excess water, controlling the soil's moisture level, adding some fertilizer and Spirit Stones researched by the Four Seasons Sect.

Fortunately, the village's area wasn't large, just over a dozen acres; otherwise, what he brought wouldn't have been enough.

Once everything was completed, he removed the low-profile Lifebound Magical Artifact from his wrist and tossed it into the sky.

"Ding-a-ling~"

With the clear sound of the Xiguang Bell, the Sun and Moon Ring floated in mid-air, emanating thousands of golden rays, illuminating the land that hadn't seen sunlight for ages.

The warm and gentle light stunned the villagers who had been watching.

"Oh my god..."

"That's the sun!"

"This land... The sun..."

Some people were so excited they were speaking incoherently, sometimes crouching to touch the land full of vitality, sometimes looking up at the "sun" that stung their eyes.

The children went wild, rolling on the ground, using their resilient young bodies to feel the warm touch of the earth.

But the elders' faces were solemn.

Led by Old Jiang, they watched the village's border with dark expressions: "This commotion is too big."

"Our relatives are bound to return."

"Looks like us old folks will have to stop them."

After a brief discussion, they quickly made a decision, silently carrying their "weapons" onto the vibrant land towards the village's edge.

Outside the village, figures in brocade robes, though their faces were ferocious and bodies were covered in scars, were approaching.

Bitter river water flowed over their pale naked legs, seemingly burning with a hint of black fire, piercing the earth.

Li Ye certainly noticed what was happening outside, though he was exhausted from controlling the Sun and Moon Ring's illumination of this place, consuming almost half of his mental energy.

At this moment, he was somewhat relieved that he had accepted Senior Brother Qian's gift, requesting that Guardian Puppet.

In places where Spirit Beasts couldn't be summoned, the puppet was indeed useful.

He directly released the puppet, and with gritted teeth, broke off a small piece of Jianmu branch growing from his palm.

"Ugh..."

This was no different from breaking his finger, even he felt pain.

"All because of those Hell Path bastards."

"If I catch them, I'll definitely plant them all into the trees!"

After blaming it all on Hell Path, he transformed the branch into a long whip.

Then handed it to the puppet, splitting a thread of his mind: "Go, help them, remember, leave none alive!"

The puppet, tall and blindfolded, seemed to smile slightly, the runes on its high, straight nose faintly visible, nodded at Li Ye.

Then, it turned and strode away, heading outside the village.

At that moment, the elders were already fiercely fighting their "relatives"—Old Jiang swung a hoe, instantly severing a chubby man's head, the distorted facial features still grinning:

"Hehe, Uncle Jiang..."

"Hehe, what kind of monster is hidden in your village..."

Before he could finish, a branch burning with red flames smashed down fiercely.

The head exploded like a watermelon, and the Flint Fire burning on the branch directly incinerated the head and the soul contained within into ashes.

"This..."

Old Jiang watched in shock as the tall puppet massacred through the ghost crowd, each swing of the branch turning a ghost spirit into a burning torch.

When ghosts tried to approach, they were blocked by the shadows of Buddha Light Lotus Gourd and other illusions, Jianmu's branch shining brilliantly.

Even the simple cloth couldn't obscure its war-god-like figure, its movements crisp and sharp, akin to slicing through melons and vegetables.

Due to Senior Brother Qian's meticulous craftsmanship, the muscles beneath the puppet's cloth were as real as a True Man's, each swing causing its arm muscles to swell.

As a result, the elders didn't even realize it was a puppet and thought it was Li Ye's "Immortal friend."

For a while, they were all a bit dazed watching.

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