Witch, please have some self-respect!

After the gift-giving was finished, the banquet began, with maids dressed in light gauze carrying one dish after another to the table.

At Elder Xie's birthday banquet, the feast was divided into three classes. Although the field guards' feast was the lowest, they still enjoyed plenty of wild beast meat and spiritual fruits.

There were also two jars of Shengchunlou's Xuezhilu, which was even more extravagant than Song Da's banquet.

However, comparison is always the thief of joy.

The aroma of wine from the next table overwhelmed theirs by more than a fraction.

"I've really gotten arrogant, daring to compare myself to the disciples of the Holy Sect."

After reflecting on it, Shen Yun realized he shouldn't have brought a glass of wine to calm his nerves.

Shen Yun and the other field guards didn't dare to make much noise, as they listened to the banquets inside the main hall and the loud conversations among the outer disciples in front of the gate.

The conversation inevitably turned to the Demon-Slaying Ceremony, a grand event held every three years, where the sect offers substantial rewards for each demon slain.

"After a few days of the Great Demon-Slaying Ceremony, all the demons within a thousand miles, except for those in Jinyan Mountain, have been wiped out."

"It's rumored that there's a demigod's legacy at Jinyan Mountain, which has attracted many powerful demons. I don't know if it's true or not."

"Senior Brother Fang ambushed there and killed a tiger-like demon, adding another blood and flesh medicinal field to our sect and firmly maintaining our position at the top of the demon hunting list."

"Could it be Fang Zhenchuan, ranked third among the fifty-three true disciples of the Holy Sect?"

"That's right, it's Fang Yang, Fang Zhenchuan!"

The news of another flesh and blood medicinal field being added caused a small ripple among the field's guardians.

Shen Yun also exclaimed in surprise, as he had only recently learned what a flesh and blood medicinal field was.

This relates to the origin of the Demon-Slaying Sacrifice.

In the ancient times, the demon race was powerful. They captured great human cultivators and used them to refine the Everlasting Blood Spring, which enlightened hundreds of millions of demons. The great human cultivators were almost wiped out.

The lineage of cultivation has even been interrupted in some realms.

The so-called Unending Blood Spring is created by removing the limbs of a great cultivator, sealing their five senses, and then using special techniques to refine their body into a spring that nourishes the spiritual beings of heaven and earth, allowing them to continuously generate blood.

The cruelty of the methods was outrageous and aroused the wrath of both gods and men.

From this point on, the human and demon races were bound by an eternal feud.

Later, humans began to imitate this practice, using the bodies of great demons as medicinal fields to continuously cultivate the flesh and blood of great demons and refine them into food.

Demons drink human blood, and humans eat demon flesh.

They viewed each other as resources for spiritual practice, and hatred and resentment were etched into their very bones.

The so-called great demons are at least demonic beasts above the Blood Sea Realm.

Blood food is essentially the flesh and blood of a great demon, and it is very effective for cultivators in the Body Nourishing Realm who rely on eating to obtain energy.

When he was in the Immortal City, even a small piece of demon blood was enough for Shen Yun to embark on the path of cultivation.

"With another blood and flesh medicinal field added, will the price of blood-based foods drop?"

Shen Yun was filled with envy; a field of blood and flesh could give birth to countless Blood Sea cultivators.

A field of flesh and blood represents the repeated harvesting of food.

It represents a money tree or a treasure trove.

"It's just a blood field. The Holy City has tens of millions of people, not to mention the hundreds of large cities outside the Holy City. Blood food will never be cheaper."

"Don't be so absolute, the price of a hundred Blood Fields will definitely drop."

"One hundred dollars, why didn't you just say one thousand dollars..."

At the dinner table, the two bars were lifted with great energy.

Shen Yun listened with great interest.

"Speaking of Jinyan Mountain, Xiao Yifan, who recently rose to fame, stumbled upon the demon race's plot to unleash a savage beast tide to destroy the city."

"Could it be Xiao Yifan, the one known as the Demon-Suppressing Thunder Lord?"

During the banquet in the main hall, a master craftsman from the Heavenly Crafts Bureau suddenly spoke up, mentioning a certain person.

The mansion fell silent.

Although those at the banquet outside the hall were unaware of what had happened, they also quietly quieted down in response.

"I was with Senior Sister Feng nearby the other day. The beast tide was orchestrated by the Heavenly Demon God Temple. They planned to launch it during the Demon Slaughtering Festival, but fortunately, True Disciple Yifan discovered it..."

Fairy Qingzhi spoke, and her words showed great admiration for that true disciple of Haofan.

"Yes, he broke through the realm with great difficulty in the battle, defeated the strong with the weak, and reversed the situation to kill the true master of the Heavenly Demon Temple. The next day, he was accepted as a disciple by the sect master of Zixiao Sect. He is simply a role model for us."

Many inner disciples echoed this sentiment.

Some time ago, the sect leader of Zixiao Sect came to the Holy Sect to discuss matters, bringing many disciples with him.

Xiao Yifan was originally an inconspicuous inner disciple of the Zixiao Sect, but his amazing performance at Jinyan Mountain caught the eye of the sect leader.

From an inner disciple to the sect leader's true disciple, it can be said that he has risen to the top in one step, and he has the hope of competing for the position of sect leader in the future.

It should be noted that the Zixiao Sect is a major sect that is in no way inferior to the Fude Holy Sect.

One is located in the south of the secret realm, and the other in the north. They don't usually have much conflict.

Moreover, it is said that Xiao Yifan was only twenty-two years old. His city was once slaughtered by the demon race, and his whole family perished. He had a blood feud with the demon race.

After the city fell, he joined the Zixiao Sect and vowed to exterminate the demon race.

In the following six or seven years, he continued to walk the path of exterminating the demon race, and it can be said that he grew up bathed in the blood of the demon race.

Before he was known as the Demon-Suppressing Thunder Lord, he was also famous for hating demons like poison. He killed more than twenty demons in a year on the Zixiao Sect's demon bounty list.

Many demons trembled at the mere mention of his name.

Today, he has grown to the point of being a true disciple of the sect leader, which is quite legendary.

Upon hearing the name Zixiao Sect, Shen Yun couldn't help but feel uneasy.

His "Purple Lightning Breathing Technique" sounds like a lineage from the Purple Cloud Sect.

As is widely known, the Zixiao Sect is famous for its thunder magic.

Could Ziyang City be located within the territory of the Zixiao Sect?

Moreover, Su Wan'er was a survivor of the city's fall six or seven years ago, and it is unknown whether she and Xiao Yifan came from the same city.

"Although Xiao Yifan, the Demon-Suppressing Thunder Lord, is not a disciple of my Holy Sect, he is undoubtedly a prodigy of my human race."

During the birthday banquet, an elder of the Holy Sect spoke up in the main hall, and everyone thought about it and decided not to mention it again.

Xiao Yifan was, after all, a disciple of the Zixiao Sect.

Constantly mentioning him gives the impression of boosting others' morale while diminishing one's own.

Before long, the feast on the field keeper's side came to an end.

Shen Yun and the others hurriedly took their leave.

Once outside, looking back at the solemn halls in front of Elder Xie's cave, I felt a mix of emotions.

Quite a character: That year, at the age of sixty-three, at Elder Xie's birthday banquet, he stood like a lackey.

"Let's go, Brother Shen. We have no hope of reaching that level in this lifetime."

Old Liu watched Shen Yun turn around and sighed softly.

My mind had long been worn down by repeated failures.

These days, befriending Shen Yun, who is at the first level of the Body Nourishing Realm, has helped me regain some confidence.

However, he has a wife while she doesn't, which is quite worrying.

The two old men, their bodies hunched over, returned to Lingnongfang, while Lin Qiaoniang covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

She never even dared to dream of such an achievement.

However, this also strengthened her resolve: her daughter must cultivate herself.

Otherwise, at the banquet just now, let alone being a field keeper, you wouldn't even be qualified to be a maid.

......

Having seen a wider world, Shen Yun returned home and, after much reflection, lay on a recliner and worked hard to improve his studies.

To others, he was just an old man leisurely sunbathing, occasionally telling his young wife about his experiences at the banquet.

Comfortable and pleasant.

"Brother Shen really knows how to live life to the fullest. What are we still doing all this trouble at our age?"

Upon seeing this scene, Elder Liu's initial desire to continue striving to become a first-tier spirit plant master faded.

I walked home slowly, hands behind my back.

How about we buy some good wine to drink tonight?

However, having just drunk Xuezhilu at noon, other drinks just tasted bland.

Shen Yun was unaware that Old Liu would become complacent because of this, and even if he had known, he wouldn't have felt guilty.

He's different from Lao Liu; he has the talent to take risks, while Lao Liu doesn't.

He's already over seventy; instead of making a fuss, he should just enjoy his retirement.

Shen Yun basked in the sun, guiding his breathing technique to circulate within his body, and the speed at which he refined the Blood Essence Pill was very stable.

"It's been twelve days since I broke through to the second level of Body Nourishing, and I've refined eight Blood Essence Pills. Based on this, I should be able to break through again in about two months."

One Blood Essence Pill can be refined in a day and a half.

Since one cannot absorb the essence of heaven and earth in the Nourishing Body Realm, one must eat more.

The rapid increase in cultivation speed leads to a huge consumption of resources.

A single Blood Essence Pill costs over two hundred gold coins a month, plus the daily spiritual rice and savage beast meat.

Ordinary people in Lingnongfang could afford to wait that long.

It's better to choose a cost-effective health-preserving pill and gradually improve over time.

The saying goes, "Dharma, wealth, companions, and land; before the sea of ​​blood, wealth comes first," and that's absolutely true.

After lying down for a while, Shen Yun realized that there was still no notification from the ancient scroll to increase his blessings points.

"Happiness is relative. Have you seen better places and become dissatisfied with your current situation?"

Shen Yun got up from the recliner and sighed.

If he could, he would rather retire and enjoy his retirement in a cave dwelling that covers more than ten acres than in a small courtyard.

"Your mindset isn't up to par. You should find a method for cultivating your mind in the future. Otherwise, if you enjoy yourself every day, there will eventually come a day when you've had enough."

Having lived two lives, Shen Yun has gained a deeper understanding of this state of mind.

I couldn't help but reflect and summarize; this may be a hurdle for the future.