Isn't This a Game? Why Are You All Cultivating for Real!

Chapter 96: Chapter 96: The Spirit Grass Froze to Death

Just then, a voice suddenly drifted up from downstairs.

"We have to build city walls! I just think our Sect’s architectural layout is unreliable. Without walls, I don’t feel safe."

"What’s the use of city walls? Can they block a cultivator’s strike?"

"Use spiritual ore! When we have money, we can buy better materials to reinforce them. In the beginning, we at least need something in place. It should at least be able to block a Golden Core Stage cultivator, right?"

"That would cost a fortune..."

Lu Yao’s eyes snapped open.

’A Golden Core Stage cultivator?’

’Who’s spouting such nonsense here?’

She looked down and saw two cultivators, a man and a woman.

They were in the middle of a debate.

Lu Yao listened for a moment and realized they were from the Longevity Sect.

’The Longevity Sect? The one in the same area as the Feique Sect?’

Lu Yao listened for a bit longer. They were discussing the renovation of Wang’an County, but a stream of bizarre terms emerged from a linguistic system she had never encountered before.

She was rather confused. The two of them then walked further and further away, their voices fading.

Sipping her wine, she thought dazedly, ’Wang’an County is going to be renovated?’

’What part of a mortal county needs renovating...’

’Aren’t mortal dwellings all just like that?’

Just then, Lu Yao heard the waiter’s enthusiastic voice from downstairs again. "Lord Fan, you’re back! Do you have any new goods today?"

"No, the snow’s been too heavy these past few days, so the Spiritual Wine is on hold for now. I just came to take a look."

"Of course, of course."

"SQUEAK SQUEAK..."

A few beast cries were mixed in with the conversation.

The sound was a little familiar. Lu Yao looked out the window again.

Then she saw a cultivator wearing a furry coat walk out of the tavern.

But strangely, he was also carrying a Little Flower Beast.

The Little Flower Beast was pink, nestled in his palm. The flower on its head swiveled as its eyes darted around, and it was even dressed in a strange little pink outfit, just like a person.

The passing cultivators didn’t seem to find this strange, though a few of them wore looks of envy, jealousy, and hate.

"Damn it, he bought up all the spiritual beasts and won’t sell them to us."

"Showing off his spiritual beast in public every day. If I could afford one, I’d want to buy one too."

"We’re all from the same Sect, can’t he give us a discount?!"

"Don’t worry, we can just go catch a Stealing Spirit Mouse..."

Lu Yao was somewhat surprised.

Because she came from a Beast Taming Sect, she knew how to raise a Little Flower Beast.

She could tell that this particular Little Flower Beast showed no signs of fear.

And Little Flower Beasts were actually terrified of cultivators.

They were even afraid of mortals.

They were extremely timid by nature. Even when raised in captivity, they rarely grew close to humans.

The moment a human tried to grab one, it would get scared.

They didn’t possess high intelligence; once frightened, they stayed frightened.

But this cultivator’s Little Flower Beast was clearly at ease.

It even stuck out its tongue midway and gave the cultivator a big lick.

Fan Guzhou didn’t look disgusted at all. He just patted the Little Flower Beast’s head and then walked into a Medicine Workshop.

Lu Yao watched him, thinking, ’Could this person be an expert at raising spiritual beasts?’

’If the spiritual beasts we raised were this obedient and adorable, the Beast Taming Sects would have made a fortune long ago.’

But after just a glance, her thoughts returned to her own annihilated sect, and she sank back into sorrow.

With this thought, Lu Yao left the tavern.

At that moment, a pitch-black pig suddenly ran into the tavern.

The pig was so black that even Lu Yao, who had raised spiritual beasts, had never seen anything like it. She couldn’t sense any Spiritual Energy from it, but it was clearly different from a mortal pig.

She stopped in surprise.

A female cultivator ran in after it, shouting, "Wangcai! You’re not allowed to sneak any Spiritual Wine! You’ve already had more than your limit today. Your dad said he’s coming to deal with you later!"

The moment the black pig entered, it made a beeline for the tavern’s wine cabinet. The waiter saw it and chuckled, not bothering to stop it.

Just as the black pig was about to crash into the wine jars, Zhou Xiao reached out and used her Spiritual Energy to snatch it.

The black pig ended up dangling in mid-air, its trotters kicking furiously, but it was unable to resist.

Zhou Xiao pulled the pig into her arms. It didn’t squeal, but its beady eyes remained fixed on the wine jars.

Lu Yao walked over and asked, "Excuse me, what kind of spiritual beast is this?"

"Huh?" Seeing an unfamiliar female cultivator, Zhou Xiao quickly guessed she wasn’t a local and was probably from another sect. She immediately replied, "This isn’t a spiritual beast. We found it outside. We don’t know what breed it is, only that it’s a pig."

"Oh..." Lu Yao seemed to have a moment of realization. "No wonder I’ve never seen one before."

’Just a cultivator raising a mortal pig?’

’That’s rather strange.’

Mortal creatures have such short lifespans. Cultivators barely even bother raising spiritual beasts, so raising one of these would be an even bigger waste of time.

Lu Yao looked Zhou Xiao up and down. Seeing her ethereal-looking robes, she asked, "Are you a cultivator from the Feique Sect?"

"No, I’m from the Longevity Sect." Zhou Xiao smiled. "You must be from another sect, right?"

Lu Yao’s eyes dimmed slightly. "Yes, I’m from the Spirit Fox Sect."

Zhou Xiao’s hand, which was stroking the pig, paused for a moment.

’The Spirit Fox Sect that had the... incident?’

’Did a disciple really escape and get here this quickly?’

Zhou Xiao nonchalantly changed the subject. "How far is your Spirit Fox Sect from our Longevity Sect?"

Lu Yao said, "It’s straight to the north. For me, it’s a two-day journey."

She didn’t mention her Level, speaking vaguely, but traveling with Spiritual Energy for two days was still significant.

That was already very far.

Zhou Xiao remembered that the journey to Liu Xian City was about the same.

It seemed the Spirit Fox Sect was even farther away than they had thought.

News of the Spirit Fox Sect’s disaster hadn’t reached Wang’an County yet. Because the players had discreetly asked around earlier and found that no one in Wang’an County knew about it, they hadn’t been too obvious.

’It seems the system has other ways of knowing about events happening farther away.’

Thinking about what had happened to the Spirit Fox Sect, she noticed the exhaustion etched between Lu Yao’s brows and said, "Welcome to Wang’an County. We have a lot of good food here. You can take your time and try it."

Lu Yao shook her head. "I’m not very fond of mortal food."

Zhou Xiao shrugged. Every cultivator said that.

Yet now, the cultivators in Wang’an County would still go to the taverns for a good meal when they had nothing better to do.

Even more of them went for drinks.

Lu Yao thought about the Longevity Sect disciples she had overheard discussing the renovation of Wang’an County. She didn’t know what to do. ’My sect is gone,’ she thought. ’Where should I go now?’

’Should I become a Loose Cultivator, or join the Feique Sect?’

’Or perhaps... travel to a place even farther away.’

’Do I even have the fate to make it...?’

Just then, a pretty female cultivator hurried over to Zhou Xiao. "Xiao! Where’s Fan Guzhou? Tell him something terrible has happened! Several plots of Spirit Grass have frozen to death. Miao Miao wants him back immediately."

"What?"

Hearing this news was like being struck by lightning for Zhou Xiao.

’If Fan Guzhou hears this, he’ll be so angry he’ll have a heart attack.’

He was the one contracted for more than half of those Spirit Fields!

Clutching the pig, Zhou Xiao vanished like the wind, without even having the chance to suggest Lu Yao look around.

Lu Yao watched them leave, then looked up at the heavy, swirling snow.

’That’s right,’ she thought. ’If this heavy snow continues for too long, even Spirit Grass will freeze to death.’

For an ordinary sect, this was equivalent to a cataclysmic disaster.

’Of course it is.’

Fan Guzhou had yet to be found.

Song Jiulai also received the terrible news.

"That’s my property!!"

Thirty percent! Wasn’t this as good as killing her!

This damned snow!