She stood up, her waterfall-like black hair cascading to the ground, sleek and smooth, like a gently flowing stream, spreading across the ground until it reached all corners of Other Shore City.

She raised a hand, marked with obvious puppet stitching marks, and waved it through the air in front of her. In this silent city filled with Death Qi, a faint scent of rice seemed to emerge.

"Guardian Envoy!"

Just then, a tall woman wielding a long blade strode over, placed the blade on the ground, and bowed respectfully, saying:

"It seems to be a disciple sent by the Earth Desire Fox Envoy from the Four Seasons Demon Sect, Su Xing's demonic disciple."

"Just give me the order, and I'll kill him!"

The woman's voice carried a feverish determination. If she killed Li Ye, undoubtedly, a tsunami-like revenge would await her.

The current Nascent Souls of the Four Seasons Sect definitely cannot defeat him, so they'll summon Divinity Transformation. If Divinity Transformation doesn't work, then the higher-ups will come.

The guardian slowly turned around, speaking with a calm voice:

"Why go to your death?"

"Or do you wish to die?"

Her waterfall-like black hair, as if possessing spirituality, slowly entwined around the woman, creeping up from her legs, its cool touch making her feel as if a Spiritual Snake had coiled around her.

But this Spiritual Snake lacked any coldness or malice, instead carrying a gentle floral fragrance, infiltrating her skin and Divine Sense.

It was like weaving a fragrant, lush bed, softly enveloping her, making her want to drift into a deep sleep.

"Ah... Huff!"

Just as her consciousness was about to sink into the embrace of the fragrance, she snapped back to reality, gasping like a worn-out bellows.

With no extraneous thoughts, she prostrated herself in a posture akin to complete submission: "Lord, I was wrong."

"Mm."

The Guardian Envoy's voice remained calm: "If you've made a mistake, then correct it. Use this body to create some trouble for the young fellow.

Your soul, go to the furnace to be reforged."

"..."

The woman's eyes showed even greater terror, but she dared not voice any objection, slowly leaving the small courtyard step by step.

Yet the courtyard door was left open.

Because another woman, royally dressed in red palace attire, arrived, knelt, and said: "The young fellow appears not to have questioned what he saw.

I observed from afar, his mood as calm as water.

Should I... send him away?"

—— There have been a few such occurrences before; after all, the disciples of the Four Seasons Sect cultivated a relatively firm Dao heart in the fields, encountering such situations, they would kick the person out.

To prevent them from commencing farming at any time, thus affecting their plans.

The Guardian Envoy had already turned away, now back toward the woman in palace attire:

"Wait until the rice ripens."

"Isn't there a little girl who wants to come to the Other Shore to meet her parents? Let her seize some rice to bring over."

"It's been a long time since I ate that rice; I've been longing for it."

Thousands of years of bitter waiting had nearly made her forget what the taste of Xiguang Rice was like; that plump, toothsome texture, carrying the warmth of sunlight...

Now, can she still taste it with this puppet form?

...

In the following period, Li Ye patiently taught the knowledge of tending rice and even resolutely took a sealed Water Vein from Jianmu.

He had no choice, as Xiguang Village was too desolate. He estimated he could not stay here for long.

Thus, he could only devise ways to bring some solace to this village, which had suffered countless hardships, and its villagers in the time to come.

Unfortunately, the things he carried were limited; he couldn't completely transform this land, only arranged a few Arrays that his senior brothers forcibly instilled in him during chats around the village.

The process included killing a baffling woman who came over, seemingly to deliver herself.

Initially, he intended to test his skills, but as time passed, he suddenly discovered the land was almost as if soaked in countless years by the Earth Emotions Technique.

That sort of change, akin yet also distinct from the Earth Emotions Technique, intrigued him, thinking perhaps it could lead to improvements in his own Divine Techniques.

Thus, he became increasingly engrossed in transforming the land, which was observed by Old Jiang and everyone else.

After a busy period, Old Jiang suddenly sought him out, solemnly brought him to the village's ancestral hall, and handed him an ancient, worn book.

"This is what you wanted, the Dharma Method researched by Xiguang Village's ancestors using Wish Power."

The pages of the book had become fuzzy, evidently browsed many times.

Li Ye accepted the book, his aura increasingly gentle, warmed by the land and rice over time, smiling happily:

"The rice isn't ripe yet; are you sure you're giving this to me?"

Old Jiang sighed slightly: "Yes."

"It's yours, I know you're from outside, just ask that as you read this book, you'll remember our village, and perhaps return to visit."

Li Ye was curious:

"..."

"You know I'm about to leave?"

"Yes..." Before Old Jiang could answer, there were sudden noises from outside, which Li Ye could hear clearly with his hearing —

"Old Jiang's granddaughter took a lot of rice!"

"Where is she going!"

"It's definitely the Other Shore City, her parents are there!"

In that instant, Old Jiang's face turned deathly pale, the red color gained during this period completely vanishing.

"Run," Li Ye curled his lips, about to go out, when an aged hand grasped his arm.

His strength could easily shake it off, but the hand clung like a withered branch, gripping tightly — attempting to pry it would likely result in a broken arm.

Looking at Old Jiang's pleading gaze, Li Ye could tell he brought him here deliberately to divert him, the strongest there.

In other words — Old Jiang knew his granddaughter was about to flee.

"Why this suffering?" Li Ye shook his head at him: "It's Underworld over there; even I don't dare approach lightly, once your granddaughter crosses the Bitter River, she will perish."

His response was simply Old Jiang's weak plea: "I'm dying soon. Her parents are there, I've cared for their child for so long, it's time for release."

To this, Li Ye could only sigh: "I hope she hasn't destroyed too much rice."

—— He tacitly accepted his granddaughter's escape attempt; after all, it was them who helped him ashore before, he acknowledges that debt.

Besides, it's the path chosen by the person.

...

Once the commotion outside subsided, Li Ye and Old Jiang left the hall, the villagers looked at Old Jiang with complex expressions, saying nothing.

They were merely safeguarding that ripe rice field, not allowing Old Jiang near.

Old Jiang also said nothing, silently returning to his house.

As his increasingly hunched figure disappeared, when the villagers were about to speak, Li Ye gently shook his head, raising his hand.

The voice was, as always, gentle, soothing all agitation and unease:

"The rice is ripe."

"Heaven and earth are vast, but eating is paramount! Come, let's harvest rice!"

The villagers exchanged glances, eventually starting to harvest the rice, each grain was extremely plump, with each spike weighing two full pounds!

The harvesting process was indeed exhausting, but everyone wore excited smiles, quickly gathering all the rice onto the cleared ground.

But it was at this moment.

A phenomenon occurred —

Within the plump rice spikes, grains of rice dragged golden streams of light, leaving the husks, and surged toward the sky.

With a scent, indescribable and warm, gathering in the sky, forming a river across the gray, unlit heavens.

There was a multitude of them, some merely shadows, yet filled the skies of this Hell Path outpost.

At the end of the rice river, where those grains surged, they struck somewhere.

Soon, a space portal appeared.

Before the Spiritual Qi from the outside world could gush forth.

"Crack!"

A bamboo sword already at Golden Core level, imbued with terrifying sharp spirituality, ripped through space.

Accompanied by a slightly puzzled mutter:

"Strange."

"Why do I sense the Sword Talisman for Brother Li here?"

"My sword..."

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