#883 - Chapter 883 Planting Trees

As he spoke, Erha had already spun around and disappeared without a trace.

"You good-for-nothing Er Gouzi, it's been too long since I last beat you!" Xiaobai was so angry that her chest heaved up and down.

"Xiaobai," Ye Kong said somewhat helplessly, calling out again.

Hearing her master's call, Xiaobai finally came back to her senses, slightly suppressing a trace of anger, "Master, why are you here?"

"I came to see how your planting is going. It seems the progress is still a bit slow," Ye Kong said, gazing into the distance, his eyes filled with endless worry.

What? This is still slow? We have to plant more than a hundred trees each! ~

The spiritual power contained in the soil on Peach Mountain is more abundant than in other places, so digging pits and soil requires much more effort.

You, a Qi Refinement cultivator, really don't know the meaning of back pain.

"Master, would you like to experience planting a tree?" A clear and slightly tired voice came from behind.

It turned out that Lin Yaoyao had followed. She wanted to see if her master could plant a tree today.

"Cough cough," Ye Kong coughed lightly twice, "This master is here to guide you in planting trees. Call your junior brothers and sisters over."

Seeing Ye Kong say this, Lin Yaoyao didn't refute. Xiaobai was happily watching from the sidelines.

The most delightful thing for Xiaobai was to see the Eldest Senior Sister and Master arguing. In Xiaoyao Peak, the only two people he couldn't handle were Master and Eldest Senior Sister.

He had even planned from the moment he entered the sect that one day, after returning to his position as Demon Emperor, he would defeat Master and properly teach Eldest Senior Sister a lesson to vent his years of pent-up anger.

But in the eyes of the disciples, they thought Ye Kong was pretending to know what he didn't. You can't even dig a pit, yet you're teaching us how to plant trees. It's truly laughable.

"For example, the depth of the pit. I looked at the pits you dug. Some are too deep, some are too shallow. It should be dug to one-tenth of the depth of the sapling."

"Also, watering. The best time to water is in the morning and evening. But disciples, you often water at noon when the sun is scorching overhead. This is extremely detrimental to the planted saplings."

Ye Kong rambled on for a long time, but the disciples had confused and helpless expressions on their faces.

"Master, we outer disciples don't quite understand what you're saying, but if we don't plant well, can't the outer sect inject some spiritual power into the saplings later?"

Xiaoqing asked the question in everyone's mind, tentatively speaking to Ye Kong.

Ye Kong didn't directly refute but asked, "The soil of Peach Mountain is already rich in spiritual power, so why consume your own spiritual power?"

"You could have planted the flat peach trees better. Why use a more laborious method?"

The disciples were still confused after hearing this. "Do we have to pull out the ones we planted before?" Xiaoqing asked softly.

Lin Yaoyao was unhappy as soon as she heard this, "We've worked so hard to plant so many trees. If we pull them out, wouldn't our hard work these past few days be wasted?"

Ye Kong was speechless. He couldn't let them continue further down the wrong path just because they had worked hard for a few days.

His eldest disciple had been particularly fond of talking back recently. He had to think of a way to discipline her.

"Yaoyao, if you don't want to pull them out, then in the next three months, if these saplings that have already been planted don't grow well, then you can pull them out yourself and buy new saplings to plant."

Ye Kong looked at Lin Yaoyao. Although his tone was light, it was cold and unquestionable, causing Lin Yaoyao to hesitate a bit.

"Does anyone else not want to pull out the saplings?" Lin Yaoyao glanced at the other disciples around.

Except for Ye Xiaoyao, the other disciples nodded one after another, "We don't want to pull out the trees. Digging pits is too tiring."

Ye Xiaoyao knew his master's true strength, so he firmly believed in him.

But seeing his fellow disciples looking at him, especially Lin Yaoyao, staring at Ye Xiaoyao's eyes, almost sparks could be seen.

Ye Xiaoyao could only pretend to be calm and leaned closer to Ye Kong, "I think it's worth trying the master's method of planting trees. We'll see the results in a month, not three months."

When he said this, he was naturally full of confidence. For a great cultivator like Master, what's so difficult about planting a tree?

"Alright, from now on, we will plant and water the trees according to the master's method, determining the depth of the pit based on the length of the sapling. If the saplings don't grow up, don't bloom and bear fruit, then by that time..."

Lin Yaoyao gestured a large circle, meaning all the flat peach trees on Peach Mountain, "Junior Brother Xiaoyao, you should know that you have to pull them out alone."

Lin Yaoyao's tone was very light when she said this, but it was full of threat.

"Yes, yes," Ye Xiaoyao couldn't bear Lin Yaoyao's aura but still nodded heavily.

In the following days, led by Ye Xiaoyao, they followed Ye Kong's method of planting flat peach trees, determining the depth of the pit according to the length of the sapling.

Ye Xiaoyao personally carried out the watering in the morning and evening. He believed that the saplings planted according to the new method would grow more vigorously.

By the seventh day, the disciples worked hard and finally planted all the flat peach saplings.

Everyone was so tired that they bent over and捶 背 (chuí bèi - pat their backs), Ye Kong sat by the Bitter Sea, silently watching.

He wasn't very good at comforting people, but the disciples' hard work made Ye Kong feel that everyone had regarded Xiaoyao Peak as their home, which made him very gratified.

He never thought that these disciples had extraordinary backgrounds. He was wondering if they looked down upon him, a Qi Refinement master. Perhaps the ultimate realm of cultivation is plainness, ordinariness, and everything as usual.

He couldn't tell the disciples these things yet, because without having obtained it, how could they let it go?

He always encouraged the disciples to develop according to their own nature, and then he would guide them, like raindrops falling into the sea, silently, peacefully, and ordinarily, but already integrated.

Until the morning of the eighth day, the red sun gradually rose, but Xiaoyao Peak was still quiet. The hard work and fatigue of the previous few days erupted at this moment, and everyone was still immersed in deep sleep.

Only Ye Xiaoyao, hobbling, got up. He had to go water the trees in the morning and evening. He always remembered.

The area of Peach Mountain was very large, even with his current cultivation at the beginning of the Venerable Realm, it still took him half a day to draw water from the Bitter Sea and complete the watering.

Ye Kong squinted his eyes, half-asleep, sensing Ye Xiaoyao's movements. Ye Kong got up surprisingly early, walked out of the room, and came to Peach Mountain.

"Master," Ye Xiaoyao said, somewhat surprised to see Ye Kong.