Immortality and Cultivation: I can extract entries from all things.

Fang He walked along the path toward the Zhou family's house.

The Zhou family office is not far away; it's just two streets away.

A blue stone building, with two guards standing at the entrance, and the Zhou family crest hanging in front of the door.

Fang He walked in, and there were already several independent cultivators handling their affairs in the hall.

He waited in line for a moment, and when it was his turn, he stepped forward and said, "I request a postponement of my conscription."

The manager behind the counter looked up: "Reason?"

"I have broken through to the third level of Qi Refining."

The steward nodded and took out a spirit-testing stone from under the counter: "Put your hand on it."

Fang He placed his hand on the spirit-testing stone.

The stone emitted a faint white light, and once the light stabilized, it revealed the level of cultivation.

The manager glanced at it: "Level three of Qi Refining, meets the delay conditions."

He opened a booklet, found Fang He's record, and underlined it a few times with his pen.

"It will be delayed for three months, and a reassessment will be conducted after three months. You will receive a notification before the next assessment date."

Fang He felt a huge weight lifted off her shoulders.

Thank you.

Just as he was about to turn and leave, a familiar voice came from behind him.

"Oh? You broke through?"

Fang He turned his head and saw Steward Zhou coming out of the inner room, holding several account books in his hand.

Fang He bowed: "Manager."

Manager Zhou walked to the counter and glanced at the record in the register: "Qi Refinement Level 3, not bad. Perform well in three months, and the Zhou family will not mistreat useful people."

"Thank you for the reminder, steward."

Manager Zhou nodded without saying anything more and turned to walk into the inner room.

Fang He bowed to see him off, then walked out of the office.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

The conscription delay was finally resolved, and the sword hanging over our heads was finally removed.

Three months is enough time to continue improving one's skills.

……

On the way back, Fang He saw Old Man Lin walking towards him from afar.

Uncle Lin.

When Old Man Lin saw Fang He, a smile appeared on his face: "Going to the office?"

"Okay, the conscription delay is done. We'll reassess in three months."

"Good, good." Old Lin nodded repeatedly. "I knew you could do it."

The two walked side by side toward Lingtian.

After walking for a while, Old Man Lin suddenly lowered his voice.

"Oh, right, there's something I need to tell you."

Fang He looked at him: "What is it?"

Old Man Lin looked around and, seeing that no one was around, said, "Those two kids, Sun Er, have been acting a bit strange these past few days while you were in seclusion."

Fang He's heart skipped a beat: "What's wrong?"

"He went out late at night several times and came back looking rushed. When I asked him where he went, he stammered that he went to the market to buy materials."

Old Lin shook his head, "But the market doesn't open at night at all."

Fang He frowned slightly.

He recalled the scene he had witnessed earlier.

Sun Er was having a secret conversation with a stranger, frequently glancing towards the sea with a furtive expression.

It's late at night again.

"Uncle Lin, do you know where he went?"

Old Lin shook his head: "I don't know, but every time he comes back he smells fishy, ​​like he's been to the beach."

seaside.

Fang He squinted.

Qing'ao Island has a long coastline and many remote areas.

What good could come of a rogue cultivator going to the beach late at night, all while trying to hide it?

Have you told anyone about this?

"No, I'll tell you after you come out of quarantine."

Old Man Lin sighed, "That kid Sun Er has always been a bit strange. I always felt he was scheming. Now that the sea monsters are causing trouble again, it wouldn't hurt to keep an eye on him."

Fang He nodded: "Uncle Lin is right."

The two walked back to the Lingtian area. Old Man Lin was going to take care of his own Lingtian and said goodbye to Fang He.

Fang He stood there, pondering for a moment.

We can't ignore Sun Er's matter.

If he really did something that harmed Qing'ao Island, and you knew about it but didn't report it, you won't be able to escape responsibility when it's investigated later.

Moreover, could there be any connection between the unusual migration of sea monsters and Sun Er's late-night outing?

Fang He made up her mind.

He turned around and walked back towards the Zhou family's house.

……

office.

Fang He entered the hall again and requested to see Steward Zhou.

The guard went in to announce his arrival, and came out a moment later: "The manager wants you to come in."

Fang He followed the guard into the inner room.

Manager Zhou, sitting behind his desk, saw Fang He and asked with some surprise, "What is it now?"

Fang He bowed: "Manager, I would like to report a suspicious matter."

Manager Zhou put down his pen and raised an eyebrow: "Speak."

Fang He took a deep breath and recounted the events one by one.

"Sun Er, a rogue cultivator in Lingtian District, is at the third level of Qi Refining and lives in the third row of thatched huts in the East District."

"About half a month ago, I saw him having a private conversation with someone I didn't recognize; he didn't seem to be from Qing'ao Island."

"During the conversation, Sun Er frequently looked towards the sea, his expression furtive."

"During his seclusion, he went out late at night many times, and returned in a hurry, saying that he had gone to the market to buy materials, but the market was not open at night."

"Old Lin said that when he came back, he smelled fishy, ​​as if he had been to the beach."

"Considering the recent unusual migration of marine mammals, I think it should be reported."

After Fang He finished speaking, she waited quietly.

Manager Zhou's expression remained largely unchanged after hearing the story.

He was silent for a moment, then said, "Sun Er, I've got it."

He summoned a subordinate and whispered a few instructions to him.

The subordinate nodded and turned to leave.

Manager Zhou looked at Fang He: "Is there anything else?"

Fang He shook her head: "No more."

It was obvious that Steward Zhou didn't take it seriously.

How important can the information from a low-level rogue cultivator be?

But Fang He didn't care.

He has already shifted the blame.

"I'll take my leave."

Fang He bowed and turned to leave.

……

As Fang He walked out of the office, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The conscription delay was resolved, and Sun Er's matter was also reported.

The crisis is over.

He looked up at the sky; the sun was already setting in the west.

I've been busy all day since this morning.

Fang He walked back along the street and bumped into a familiar figure.

"Brother Zhao."

Zhao Haisheng was carrying a fishing net, looking like he had just returned from the beach. He smiled when he saw Fang He.

"Fang He, I heard you've broken through?"

"By sheer luck, I've reached the third level of Qi Refining."

"Well done!" Zhao Haisheng patted him on the shoulder. "I knew you'd have potential. Did you get the draft extension?"

"Okay, we'll reassess in three months."

Zhao Haisheng nodded, his expression becoming somewhat serious: "Three months, not too long, not too short. By the way, the sea monsters have been acting up lately, so be careful. I went out to sea these past two days and noticed that the sea monsters are much more active than usual; I wonder what they're up to."

"Sea creatures?"

Fang He's heart stirred.

"Yes, at this time of year in previous years, marine mammals would stay in the deep sea and rarely come near the coast."

Zhao Haisheng frowned. "I've made several trips in the past two days, and every time I see traces of sea monsters. It's made me afraid to go far; I just stay near the shore."

He sighed and patted Fang He on the shoulder: "Anyway, be careful and don't go to any remote places by the sea. I'm going back now; my wife is waiting for my fish."

"Take care, Brother Zhao."

Zhao Haisheng carried his fishing net and hummed a little tune as he walked home.

Fang He looked at his strong back and seemed to be deep in thought.

The frequent activity of marine mammals seems to confirm what Old Man Lin said earlier.

What's going on with the abnormal behavior of the sea creatures?

Fang He pulled himself out of his thoughts and began to plan his next move.

Realm, three levels of Qi Refining.

There are nine entries, one of which is of green quality.

The economy is in dire straits; spirit stones are running low, and income needs to be increased.

The next step is to continue cultivating and strive to break through to the fourth level of Qi Refining as soon as possible.

Secondly, manage spirit fields to stabilize the source of spirit stones.

Third, seek opportunities to acquire more terms.

By the time we returned to Lingtian, the sun had already set.

He ate a few bites of dry food and sat cross-legged on the bed.

He closed his eyes, activated the Azure Wood Technique, and began his cultivation.

Wood-attribute spiritual energy converged from all directions, faster than before.

Take it one step at a time.

Walk steadily and surely...