Cultivation of immortality begins with an eighty-year-old eunuch.

Chapter 380 The Sealed Land is About to Be Chaotic! Young Master Wang's Discontent!

"It's good that you've jumped out." Chen Fan suddenly laughed. "The muddier the waters of the sealed land, the safer our family will be. Once they're locked in a fierce battle, who will remember this dead old eunuch?"

Upon hearing this, everyone was taken aback, and then they all showed expressions of understanding.

Eunuch Wei slapped his thigh and laughed loudly, "Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant! Eunuch Chen, your move... is simply superb! Not only did you escape, but you also dug a huge pit for the Qingyun Sect and created an opportunity for the Great Abyss to expand. A triple win!"

Chen Fan waved his hand: "What's there to carve? It's just for survival. To be honest, we're still a coward hiding in this bowl, too scared to come out."

"That's not how it works," Ling Huanzi said seriously. "Those who understand the times are wise. Daoist Qinglian is in the late Nascent Soul stage; a direct confrontation would only lead to his death. The fact that you managed to trap him for a year with your schemes is already astonishing. Anyone else would have been reduced to dust long ago."

"That's right, that's right." Old Huang chimed in, "Master, you are unparalleled in wisdom. I, Old Huang, have lived for over a hundred years and have never seen anyone as cunning as you."

Xiaodie covered her mouth and chuckled, "My father-in-law has always been like this. He seems quiet and unassuming, but he's actually very perceptive. Even I, a ghost, was fooled!"

With everyone chiming in, the atmosphere in the courtyard became lively again.

Chen Fan listened to these flattering words with a faint smile, but in his heart he was planning something else.

The sealing of the Qingyun Sect is only the first step.

How chaotic will the outside world become in the coming year?

Will a great war break out between the eight sects?

How many countries could Da Yuan take advantage of this opportunity to annex?

And what about the old Dragon City and the extraterritorial forces that Young Master Wang mentioned? Will they take advantage of the chaos to interfere?

Chen Fan had no idea, but he knew that the sealed land was about to be thrown into chaos!

Just then, the aroma of stewed pork ribs with radish wafted from the kitchen.

Eunuch Wei twitched his nose, stood up, and said, "It's almost done cooking. I'll go check on the soup. Shi San! Shi San! Stop dawdling, come back for dinner after you've finished scattering the wood ash!"

"Coming, coming!" Shi San's voice came from the other side of the field.

Before long, everyone was sitting around the long table.

The table was piled high with food, including a large bowl of radish and pork rib soup. The soup was milky white, and the radishes were cooked until they were translucent.

Steamed salted fish is glossy and savory, crucian carp and tofu soup is fresh and smooth, and there are also stir-fried sweet potato leaves, cold shredded radish salad, and steamed rice with glutinous rice.

Although they are all home-style dishes, the ingredients are all homegrown and imbued with spiritual energy, making them no less delicious than any elixir from outside.

Chen Fan picked up his chopsticks first, taking a piece of radish and putting it in his mouth. Stewed until tender and melt-in-your-mouth, the aroma of the pork ribs and the sweetness of the radish blended together perfectly, creating a truly delicious flavor.

"Eunuch Wei's skills have improved," he praised.

"That's right." Eunuch Wei proudly served soup to everyone. "My family used to manage the imperial kitchen in the palace. Although I later followed you to do rough work, I haven't lost my cooking skills."

Shi San shoveled a large mouthful of rice into his mouth and mumbled, "Eunuch Wei's cooking is much better than mine."

"You can cook?" Muko asked curiously.

"Of course," Shi San swallowed his rice. "How could someone who works in the fields not know how to cook!"

Qingxia chuckled, "How about I show off my skills another day?"

"Eating simple food is fine, but it can't be bad." Chen Fan picked up a piece of salted fish. "Cultivation is about cultivating the mind, not the stomach. If you can't even enjoy your food, what's the point of cultivation?"

The crowd laughed.

Halfway through the meal, Chen Fan suddenly remembered something and asked, "Where's that young master Wang? I haven't seen him today."

"He's working in the fields." Eunuch Wei gestured with his chin. "Isn't that mu of sacred rice on the west side almost ripe? I sent him to weed it. The boy was reluctant at first, but I told him that if he didn't work, he wouldn't get any food, and he immediately behaved."

"Didn't throw a tantrum?"

"He caused trouble for two days, then got so hungry he couldn't stand it anymore and went to the kitchen to steal sweet potatoes. I caught him and slapped him twice. He's much better behaved now," Eunuch Wei said, lowering his voice. "But that kid's status is unusual. Are we really going to keep him locked up like this?"

Chen Fan put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth: "Keep him locked up for now. He's useful to us. We still know too little about the situation in Tiannan Region and the power distribution in Old Dragon City. In a few days, we'll interrogate him again and see what else we can get out of him."

Eunuch Wei nodded: "That's true. Although that boy is young, he is a direct descendant of the Wang family and must know a lot of inside information."

Just then, footsteps came from outside the courtyard gate.

Everyone looked up and saw Young Master Wang walking in with his head drooping, covered in mud, and clutching a handful of weeds in his hand.

The sixteen-year-old boy, who was once pampered and adored, has now become a peasant. The contrast is so stark that it would make anyone sigh.

"What are you standing there for?" Eunuch Wei glared. "Go wash your hands by the well, then come and eat. You're lucky today; Eunuch Chen has shown you mercy by letting you sit at the table."

Young Master Wang bit his lip, said nothing, and silently went to the well to fetch water to wash his hands.

When he came back after washing up, there was a seat reserved for him on the table, the last seat, next to Shi San.

Chen Fan glanced at him, said nothing, and continued eating.

After sitting down, Young Master Wang looked at the table full of food and his Adam's apple bobbed.

He had eaten all sorts of delicacies at the Wang family's house, but for some reason, the simple meal in front of him smelled exceptionally delicious.

Perhaps I was really hungry. I've been working every day for the past month, and my appetite has increased. I feel like I'm missing out if I don't eat three big bowls of rice at every meal.

He picked up his chopsticks, hesitated for a moment, and then picked up a piece of radish.

One bite, and my eyes lit up.

This radish... how come it tastes so good?

It's sweet and refreshing, with a gentle, pleasant sensation that slides down your throat, leaving you feeling completely relaxed.

He took another bite of the spirit rice. The grains were glistening and plump, chewy and springy, and the aroma of rice mixed with spiritual energy filled his mouth.

Suddenly, Young Master Wang felt that... being a peasant wasn't so bad after all!

At least the food was good.

As soon as the thought popped into his head, he quickly shook his head!

No, no, I am a direct descendant of the Wang family, how could I have such thoughts!

But his chopsticks didn't stop; he picked up another piece of pork rib.

The meal was eaten quietly, with only the clinking of bowls and chopsticks and the occasional chewing sounds.

After the meal, Eunuch Wei cleared the dishes, Xiao Die helped wipe the table, Lao Huang and Ling Huanzi went to wash the dishes, and Wu Yuezi and Qing Xiazi went back to their room to meditate.

Shi San was called aside by Chen Fan to test his cultivation progress over the past few days.

Night fell.

Soon only Chen Fan and Young Master Wang remained in the courtyard.

Chen Fan sat under the jujube tree, slowly picking his teeth. Young Master Wang stood to the side, unsure of what to do with his hands and feet.

"Sit down," Chen Fan said, pointing to the stone bench opposite him.

Young Master Wang hesitated for a moment, then sat down.

"Are you used to working in the fields?" Chen Fan asked with a smile, his eyes narrowed.

"...Not bad," Young Master Wang muttered.

"It's nowhere near as good as the life you had in the Wang family, is it?" Chen Fan said with a smile.

Young Master Wang remained silent.

Chen Fan didn't care and continued, "I know you're resentful, but what can you do? If you don't obey, I'll still castrate you. Do you understand?"

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