"Turbulence stirs again in the Cultivation World..."
"Numerous paragons re-enter the Martial World..."
"Yet I still silently plant trees on Dragon Fish Island..."
While humming his self-composed tune, Fang Xi arrived at the location of the fishery.
"Island Master..."
"Island Master, my respects..."
Along the way, many Qi Refining cultivators paid their respects with reverence by the roadside.
Ever since a large number of Qi Refining families moved here, Dragon Fish Island had become overcrowded with too many people and too little land. The number of dongfus suitable for cultivators to cultivate in kept decreasing, and yet Fang Xi continued to raise rental prices, causing a large number of cultivators to start inwardly competing.
Even working at the fishery became a highly desired job.
"Island Master..."
At the fishery, by the lakeshore.
Zhong Lu, drenched in sweat, explained, "I don't know why... Lord has barely eaten anything for the past two days..."
