Nine Yang Alchemy Emperor

Additionally, his Demon Slaying Sword has finally been repaired, with its internal talisman array restored.

Besides the significant increase in power, the most obvious change is that it can now grow larger or smaller at Chu Feng's will.

Making it smaller is quite easy, with a mere thought, it deflates like a balloon.

And in an instant, it becomes the size that Chu Feng desires.

When it turns into a tiny sword just three inches long, Chu Feng holds it in his palm and commands, "Retrieve!"

A marvelous scene unfolds—the Demon Slaying Sword actually merges into his skin, collected inside his body. Truly astonishing.

Storing a divine weapon within the body not only allows for constant, comprehensive nurturing but also eliminates the concern of it being stolen. Carrying and using it becomes extremely convenient. As expected of a Heavenly Divine Weapon, this ability to assimilate the sword into the body is not even found in other top-grade divine weapons.

"Tsk tsk, with the Demon Slaying Sword repaired to the Second Level, it can already change size freely and be retracted into the body. If it were completely restored, its power could surpass imagination."

Chu Feng is filled with anticipation for this.

"I don't know when I will reach Sword Saint cultivation. Sword Flight is something I've long been looking forward to!"

Having to be carried by others every time I travel is extremely inconvenient.

Seeing other powerful individuals perform Sword Flight, Chu Feng envies them deeply. Unfortunately, in the cultivation journey, one must progress step by step, without any room for impatience.

Haste leads to no success.

Being overeager often results in irreversible consequences.

Currently, Chu Feng's cultivation is at the Middle Stage Great Sword Master, and after such a long period of accumulation, it has almost reached the peak of the Middle Stage Great Sword Master. Originally, in just one or two more months, he could have begun the attempt to break through to the Late Stage Great Sword Master realm.

However, a very serious problem lies in front of him.

His elixirs are running low, and to attempt reaching the Late Stage Great Sword Master realm, it seems he will need to earn a substantial amount and then purchase a large batch of medicinal herbs to refine the necessary elixirs.

Only with sufficient preparation is there a chance to break the shackles and advance to the Late Stage Great Sword Master realm.

"Right now, I am just the lowest level Medicine Farmer, constantly monitored and suppressed, with no freedom to speak of. I must find a way to raise my position for the convenience of act."

Chu Feng narrows his eyes, quietly planning his strategical advancement.

Unwittingly, it's been two months since his arrival at the Wan Jian Sect Main Lineage.

By now, he's essentially settled down.

"One more month and it will be the harvest season for Heavenly Frost Grass and Bitter Cold Flower. By then, both my yield and quality will be exceptional. Even if Boss Ding and Deacon Tang Ying deliberately suppress me, they won't be able to hold me back."

"As long as I make it to the position of small leader, I will have some degree of freedom."

Chu Feng stares at his two acres of Medicine Field, lost in thought. He pins all his hopes on this patch of land.

...

As time passes day by day, the harvest season draws ever nearer. Ding Ku's leader is as anxious as ants on a hot pan.

He had hoped that Chu Feng's Medicinal Herbs would grow poorly, or even die. But to his surprise, Chu Feng proved to be quite formidable, ingeniously adapting to local conditions, using the towering trees of the Medicine Field as natural sunshades.

After some minor pruning of the branches and leaves, the Medicine Field became a perfectly shaded treasure land.

Neither too harsh nor too weak, the sun provided just the right amount of light. It was exactly what the Heavenly Frost Grass and Bitter Cold Flower needed for optimal illumination.

"Damn it, damn it, this Chu surname lad is too cunning! I've set several difficult challenges for him, and he's cleverly resolved them all. The harvest season is nearly upon us, and by then his Medicine Field will surely yield abundantly."

"Last time I botched the job and already displeased Deacon Tang Ying. If Chu Feng were to achieve a great accomplishment and steal the spotlight again, not to mention a promotion, I wouldn't even be able to keep this small leader position."

Ding Ku's leader was hiding in a dark corner, spying anxiously on Chu Feng's Medicine Field.

If I had known Chu Feng was so difficult to deal with, I wouldn't have volunteered to poke my nose into this. I took the initiative to ask Deacon Tang Ying for a fight, claiming that I would take care of Chu Feng for him.

A moment later, the leader of Ding Ku hiding in the shadows, shot a sinister glint from his eyes.

"Chu Feng, you're unlucky to encounter me. No matter how capable you are, you're destined to fall in my hands."

Boss Ding had already thought of a way to deal with Chu Feng.

He walked with his hands clasped behind his back, his face stern, toward another Medicine Field. There, a plain and simple middle-aged man was loosening the soil and weeding.

Even so, the Medicinal Herbs in this man's field were far from as robust as those in Chu Feng's.

There are experts in every trade.

And farming Medicinal Herbs has its own set of proficiencies.

Just because Chu Feng can afford to be idle and live comfortably does not mean others can do the same.

He cleverly used the Crimson Fire Ants to help him loosen the soil, weed, and pest control, but others do not possess this ability. In this world, there are neither herbicides nor insecticides for farming.

Whether it's Medicinal Herbs or crops, one needs to rely on manual labor for weeding and pest control.

"Zhang Dabing, come here!" said Ding Ku's leader, who was standing on the edge of Zhang Dabing's Medicine Field, beckoning him over.

A small leader has about ten Medicine Farmers under him.

Zhang Dabing was one of the Medicine Farmers under Ding Ku's leader.

Seeing his superior approaching, Zhang Dabing immediately threw down his Medicine Hoe. With a servile smile on his face, he hurried over to Boss Ding.

With utmost respect, he said, "Boss Ding, you've arrived! There isn't much here to offer you, but I picked some wild mountain fruits yesterday. I'll go back to my place and fetch them for you right away!" Common Medicine Farmers, upon seeing their direct superior, would try their best to ingratiate themselves.

"No need!"

"Boss Ding isn't interested in your wild mountain fruits! Do a task for Boss Ding, and if it's well done, you'll get a favorable review from me when we harvest the Medicinal Herbs next month!"

In Ding Ku's hands lies that bit of power.

Giving a Medicine Farmer a bad or favorable review is usually unproblematic unless you give a favorable one to a farmer whose harvest in yield and quality is terrible. If that happens, the higher-ups will immediately notice something is off.

If they investigate, it'll be Boss Ding's bad luck.

Hearing that Ding Ku promised a favorable review, the honest middle-aged man named Zhang Dabing's face lit up with joy. His Medicinal Herbs this season could at best be considered on the good level.

There was still quite a gap from excellent.

"Really? Whatever you need, Boss Ding, just command me. I assure you, I'll handle it perfectly," said Zhang Dabing, guaranteeing his ability to deliver. For him, this was a great opportunity to prove himself.

Most of those who are transferred to Medicine Mountain to farm Medicinal Herbs are Outer Disciples who lack talent in the Sword Dao.

The entire Dan State Branch being transferred to Medicine Mountain was an act of retaliation by Jia Zhenjing.

This rarely happens.