When Ye Shiyan opened his eyes again, he had become a newborn baby. AI Xiao Er had come along too, but the infant mortality rate in ancient times was especially high, and he worried that one careless mistake would get him killed.
His worries seemed unnecessary. Until he was a year and a half old, he was perfectly healthy and hadn't been sick once.
But then disaster struck. A horde of demon beasts appeared out of nowhere, charging into the town and slaughtering people indiscriminately.
Panic and despair spread through the town. Everyone prayed that the family's cultivators would come to save them.
The pessimistic Ye Shiyan didn't believe it. He had 'heard' too much about the cruelty, darkness, and selfishness of cultivators. Why would they sacrifice themselves for a bunch of ordinary mortals?
He had already prepared for the worst. He even discussed the possibility of being reborn again with Xiao Er.
But the cultivators really did come!
And not just any cultivators: they were among the most powerful in the family!
Although he had to eat his words, Ye Shiyan was thrilled. Exactly! He was the protagonist. How could he die so easily?
Although the beast horde was driven back, bad news came one disaster after another. Several Foundation Establishment cultivators in the family were killed, and even the family's greatest hope, its most powerful ancestor, made the ultimate sacrifice.
Worse still, the clan head was critically wounded, and the whole family fell into chaos...
Ye Shiyan had no idea what had happened at Yuquan Mountain. He only knew that the youngest Foundation Establishment cultivator in the family, Ye Xingzhou, eventually took over as clan head.
Time flew by, and five years later, the family finally held its spiritual aptitude assessment again.
As expected, Ye Shiyan had a spiritual root, though it was the most ordinary four-element root. This wasn't a power fantasy about a single-element-root prodigy, nor a tale of a good-for-nothing with a five-element root making a comeback. What kind of story was he even in?
It quickly stopped mattering, because...
"Xiao Er, look! That guy is so handsome and has such an air about him! Oh no, I'm in love..." Ye Shiyan suddenly swooned over someone on the platform.
A mechanical child's voice rang in his mind, tinged with exasperation:
[Master, you're falling for someone just because they're good-looking again.]
"Nonsense. It's love at first sight!"
[He's the clan head. You two won't work out. I suggest you give up.]
"Who says I have no chance? Look, he's looking at me. He must have fallen for me too!"
Faced with one of the three great delusions of life, Xiao Er wisely kept quiet...
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"Clan head, Ye Shiyan isn't taking his duties seriously. He's picked the least popular discipline, spiritual farming."
Ye Xingzhou nodded, unconcerned. The boy was just a freeloader. The Ye family could afford to support him.
"Clan head, Ye Shiyan's few shabby plots all leveled up this summer."
Ye Xingzhou was surprised. He set down his vermilion brush and decided to go see for himself.
But as soon as he reached the spiritual fields, the little farmer threw himself into his arms.
He caught him automatically, but his gaze passed over the little farmer and landed on the fields...
"Clan head, Ye Shiyan has mastered his spells. He even secretly brewed aphrodisiac dew!"
Ye Xingzhou had just looked up when the door burst open.
The little farmer stumbled inside, his cheeks flushed and his eyes sultry. "Clan head, look. Am I beautiful?"
As he spoke, he went limp and fell into Ye Xingzhou's arms, kissing and biting him.
Ye Xingzhou held him tight, took a faint sniff, and his eyes gleamed...
-
Spring flourished in Qinghe Valley.
Ye Shiyan basked in the sun and lazily asked, "Xiao Er, how many days has it been since the clan head last came by?"
[He showed up last night, in your wet dream.]
"You dare spy on my dreams? That's a violation of my rights. Did you record it?"
Ye Shiyan worshipped Ye Xingzhou in a very particular, not entirely innocent way.
Whenever he got the chance, he threw himself at him.
But the clan head was far too dedicated to his job. His heart and mind belonged to the family.
With no other choice, Ye Shiyan decided to take the indirect route.
He brought him a surprise every few days, and every time he got praised, he stayed happy for three whole days.
"Sigh, I've been slacking lately..." Today, he decided to pick a good one. "Xiao Er, turn on AR mode."
[Of course, Master.]
He closed his eyes, then opened them again. The whole world had changed: colorful pop-up windows covered his field of vision.
The spiritual fields glowed a faint gold, while the spirit rice was a vibrant green. Precise stats floated above every spiritual plant: water content, spiritual energy saturation, growth progress... numbers everywhere.
"The seedlings grew 0.1 centimeters, the rice panicles gained 0.05 pounds, and the aphrodisiac flowers sprouted two more golden lines. What a bountiful day!"
As he was admiring them, someone strolled over in the distance, dressed in a jade-green robe, his features poetic. So handsome.
A pink pop-up appeared:
[Clan head Ye Xingzhou. Gentle temperament, hobbies unknown. Today's status: easy to topple.]
Ye Shiyan sprang up from his rocking chair...
-
Many years later, Ye Xingzhou, thoroughly ravished, stood with his clothes in disarray and the tips of his ears red.
He put on a serious face and said, "No fooling around at work. Next time, we'll go somewhere else."
Ye Shiyan nodded obediently, his eyes curving into crescents. "Okay."
How about the spiritual fields out in the wild?
[Reader's Guide]
Steady, understanding top × cheerful, mischievous sunshine bottom
Cozy healing · cultivation clans · farming and business management
The romance slowly heats up among the flowers
Theme: Let's remake the world together!
Does a childless gender dictate how others can have children? Ceausescu and Hitler, right? The author is a Nazi co-brainer, right?
Can the Ceausescu-type male protagonist die and plan to create a large number of orphans? Or do you want women to die in childbirth? The author is possessed by a Nazi.
The Ceausescu-type male protagonist tries to control other people's bodies, but also feels good about himself and avoids lightning.