Cultivation begins with forming a bond with a spirit bee.

When he found Hou Youde, the latter was counting the hay that Hu Si had cut in the back of the yard.

Upon seeing Qu Ye, he clapped the grass clippings off his hands: "What's wrong?"

"Uncle De, I'll go back to the market first and come back tomorrow," Qu Ye said. "The things haven't been packed yet, and the bee colony needs to be moved over as soon as possible."

Hou Youde nodded:

"Okay, come early tomorrow, don't let the bees startle the Fierce Cloud Steed in the horse farm."

"clear."

Qu Ye left the courtyard and walked back along the way she came.

The autumn wind was strong, making clothes flutter, and a scent of earth mixed with the fragrance of grass wafted towards me.

He walked slowly, his mind preoccupied with what he needed to do.

Needless to say, I also need to inform Uncle Wang and the others about the migration of the spirit bees, so that they won't be unable to contact me in the future.

While you're at it, buy some extra medicinal powder and spirit rice to avoid having to make multiple trips.

After walking for 35 minutes, we returned to the market.

The East District is still bustling with activity.

Qu Ye sidestepped a stall selling children's toys and quickened her pace toward North Street.

When we arrived at Wang Meng and his wife's shop, Aunt Chen was smiling and greeting customers.

She saw Qu Ye, paused for a moment, then turned and called out into the shop, "Old Wang, Brother Ye is here!"

She smiled at Qu Ye and said, "Brother Ye, please go in and sit down. Auntie will come when she's done with her work."

Qu Ye responded and stepped into the shop.

Wang Meng was sitting behind the counter, picking out the medicinal herbs he had collected. Hearing the noise, he looked up and saw Qu Ye walk in.

He stood up: "You're here? Have a seat."

Qu Ye sat down on the stool, and Wang Meng poured him a bowl of spirit flower tea. He then sat down himself and casually asked:

"What brings you here today? Isn't the apiary busy?"

"Uncle Wang, I've been reassigned." Qu Ye picked up his teacup. "The manager has transferred me to the Spirit Horse Ranch. I'll be living there from now on, and I won't be coming back to the market town as often."

Wang Meng was taken aback, his brows furrowing: "The Spirit Horse Arena? I heard that you need to be at the mid-stage of Qi Refining to go there? You…"

Qu Ye silently circulated his magic power, and the aura of the fourth level of Qi Refining slowly emanated from his body, clearly discernible.

Several days have passed since his breakthrough, and he has consolidated his realm. Unless one's realm is higher than his, it is not easy to discern his specific cultivation level.

Wang Meng stared at Qu Ye for a few moments, then his brows relaxed, and a look of surprise appeared on his face: "Good lad, you've broken through?"

Qu Ye smiled shyly: "I broke through by sheer luck a few days ago."

"What luck!" Wang Meng laughed. "You kid, you broke through, so what's the luck involved?"

He looked Qu Ye up and down and sighed, "Your parents have been gone for so many years, and you've finally become capable of standing on your own."

"They would surely be comforted if they knew this in the afterlife."

Qu Ye was unexpectedly moved after listening to this.

Hearing the commotion outside, Aunt Chen lifted the curtain and came in. Seeing Wang Meng sighing deeply, she asked, "What's wrong?"

Wang Meng turned to look at Aunt Chen, suppressing his exclamation and smiling, "Brother Ye has broken through! I'm so happy for him."

Aunt Chen's eyes lit up, and she quickly walked over, put her hand on Qu Ye's shoulder, and said repeatedly, "Good, good, congratulations, Ye-ge'er. If your parents were here, they would be so happy."

Qu Ye stood up and bowed slightly: "Thank you, Aunt Chen."

Wang Meng then said seriously, "Young Qu, now that you're at the Spirit Horse Farm, work hard and save up some spirit stones."

Aunt Chen chimed in, "Yes, save up more so you can find a good wife, have a son, and arrange a marriage between you and Xiao Bao."

"What a woman's perspective," Wang Meng muttered under his breath, glancing at Aunt Chen.

"Hey Wang, are you asking for trouble?"

Qu Ye quickly tried to dissuade her, "Aunt Chen, Aunt Chen, I haven't even thought about finding a Daoist partner yet. Besides, if I were to arrange a childhood betrothal with Xiao Bao, wouldn't the family hierarchy be all messed up?"

"Oh right." Aunt Chen suddenly realized, and then she gave up the idea.

Wang Meng suddenly remembered something and slapped his thigh: "Oh right, Qu boy, Xiao Bao went to have his spiritual root tested."

"How is it?" Although Qu Ye already knew, he still pretended to be expectant.

"Five spiritual roots. Although the aptitude isn't great, at least there are spiritual roots, which means one can cultivate immortality."

Aunt Chen chimed in with a smile, "Xiao Bao was so well-behaved that day, not afraid at all, he put his hand on it himself."

Qu Ye nodded: "Having spiritual roots is a good thing, Uncle Wang, Aunt Chen, congratulations."

Wang Meng waved his hand: "What's there to congratulate? You still have a long way to go."

He paused, looked at Qu Ye, and said, "Speaking of which, do you have time to come over for dinner in three days?"

"It's nothing major, we just invited a few relatives and friends to celebrate with Xiaobao."

Qu Ye thought for a moment, figuring there shouldn't be anything urgent that day, and nodded, "Okay, I'll definitely come."

"Then it's settled." Wang Meng stood up. "Come back in three days, and I'll show you what I've got."

"Alright, Uncle Wang, you guys go ahead with your work. I have something to do, so I'll be going now."

Afterwards, Qu Ye declined Aunt Chen's invitation to stay for dinner and left the shop.

He first went to buy some medicinal powder and spirit rice, and after making sure that nothing was missing, he went to his residence.

On the way back, Qu Ye passed through a street full of teahouses and unexpectedly ran into an acquaintance.

Zhou Ming, along with two rogue cultivators, were seen exchanging winks and walking arm in arm toward another street.

The street they were heading towards was the famous "Spring Street" in Yumenfang City.

In layman's terms, it's a place where male cultivators discuss Taoist practices with the fairies.

Qu Ye didn't go up to greet him, only glanced at him from afar a few times, and then turned around and continued on his way.

Zhou Ming, who was discussing with his companions which fairy had the most exquisite Taoist magic, suddenly felt a pang of guilt.

He looked around but found nothing.

"What's going on?"

Zhou Ming scratched his head, and before he could think about it further, he saw the signboard of Miaoyinfang appear in front of him.

A graceful fairy came up at the door, her breath sweet as orchids, and whispered something in Zhou Ming's ear.

He entered the brothel and secretly made up his mind: "This is the last time. Starting tomorrow, I will abstain from lust and cultivate myself diligently!"

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the other side.

Qu Ye returned to his residence, glanced at the sky, and saw that it was almost dusk. He then began to cultivate.

Cultivation is accumulated little by little in this way.

The next morning, he opened his eyes, stood up, and walked out of the cultivation room.

First, I put away the spirit flower tea and a small bag of spirit rice from the cabinet.

Looking around, I went to the kitchen and put the iron pot and seasonings I had bought into a storage bag.

In the past, he would occasionally cook some dishes and eat them with Lingmi.

The rest were all things that came with the yard itself.

Qu Ye thought for a moment, then turned around and went back into the training room to erase the traces of the Gengjin Sword Technique experiment on the wall.

He activated his magical power, stirring up a spiritual wind to disperse the lingering aura left over from long periods of meditation and cultivation.

Only after doing all this did he nod in satisfaction.

After closing the courtyard gate, Qu Ye stood at the entrance, her heart filled with a mix of emotions.

After all, it was his "home" where he had lived for three years.

"Hey, what are you thinking? It's not like we can't come back and live here again."

He smiled and realized he was being a bit sentimental.

Afterwards, he left the market and went to the Spirit Bee Field to collect the spirit essence, putting the queen bee and all the worker bees into the spirit beast bag.

The process went quite smoothly.

They also dismantled part of the beehive and dug up many wildflowers around it, putting them all into storage bags for the future colony to settle in.

After finishing everything, Qu Ye calmed the somewhat panicked bees and headed towards the Spirit Horse Farm.