The Nine Heavens Fire Luan still couldn’t quite understand her master’s twisted sense of humor.

“Of course I know—if you don’t give them a bit of hope, they’ll just fall into despair. Where’s the fun in that?”

Emily Harris tossed a nut into her small mouth, her red lips smacking a few times—she couldn’t have looked cuter.

Sam Bolton looked at the field full of weeds and immediately felt dejected again. “This senior is really unreliable, only says half of what he means. Feels like something only women do.”

Mark Carter’s eyes were fixed on the spirit field. Life grass, life grass... focus, feel?

That’s right!

Use your own yuan force to sense it. The life grass must be different from the rest—no matter how well it’s hidden, that can’t be changed. You have to use your heart, use your senses!

Mark Carter tried his best to relax, letting his body loosen up.

This kind of sensing could only be achieved by powerful cultivators with strong yuan force.

Even Emily Harris hadn’t expected Mark Carter to actually strike a master’s pose to sense the field—and to be honest, he really looked the part.

The Fire Luan at the side was speechless. In fact, the simplest way for cultivators to deal with weeds in a spirit field was just to set them on fire—just a fire spell, really.

Mark Carter wanted to relax, but in reality, he couldn’t extend his senses at all—his yuan force was too weak. But just as he hit a barrier, something seemed to suddenly expand, instantly spreading out. Mark Carter felt a crystal-clear sense, as if the entire spirit field was under his insight.

On the other side, Sam Bolton was wrestling with a weed he thought was the life grass, because it looked fatter than the others. With such good nutrition, it must have high status.

Mark Carter was on the verge of grasping something, when he suddenly remembered the key the “senior” had mentioned—feel!

Don’t be fooled by appearances!

Mark Carter decisively closed his eyes and walked step by step into the spirit field. His vision disappeared.

The sound of the wind stopped... hearing disappeared.

Gradually, he couldn’t even feel the grass brushing against his body... touch disappeared.

Emily Harris couldn’t laugh anymore, and the Nine Heavens Fire Luan beside her stared wide-eyed... This... how is this possible???

A confident smile appeared at the corner of Mark Carter’s mouth. A rather short weed, even less conspicuous than the others and easy to overlook, stood out so starkly in Mark Carter’s senses—it dominated all the weeds in the spirit field.

Mark Carter grabbed it in one swift motion and snapped his eyes open. “Heh, the game of hide-and-seek is over. Come out!”

He activated his yuan force and shouted. The life grass was yanked out by Mark Carter, and in an instant, all the weeds in the spirit field seemed to wither as if drained of water. Mark Carter stomped on the ground and found the soil had softened.

At that moment, Sam Bolton also yanked his weed and tumbled over, pulling up a whole bunch in the process.

“Sam Bolton, I found it! Haha, thanks for the guidance, senior! Mark Carter is endlessly grateful!”

Even though he didn’t know if that expert was still around, Mark Carter still had to express his thanks.

“Damn, so this guy is the life grass? All skinny and nothing special. I thought it’d look like ginseng or something.”

The chubby one turned it over and over, but couldn’t make sense of it. “Meng-ge, how did you know it was this one? That’s amazing! Did you really master a woman’s sixth sense?”

“Screw you. Actually, it’s simple. You just need to calm down and use your senses to find it. I’m telling you, the elders assign these tasks for a reason. Cultivation requires persistence, but you also have to use your brain!”

Sam Bolton gave the life grass a hard yank. “This guy caused us so much trouble—how about we tear it to pieces?”

Chapter 13: The Rookie’s Punishment

Mark Carter wasn’t sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt like the life grass was begging for mercy. “Forget it, this guy is the king of the weeds. Who knows, maybe it’ll come in handy someday.”

Mark Carter casually tossed it into his qiankun pouch.

Emily Harris’s nut fell to the ground... That worked too?

She rubbed her eyes. “Xiao Ling, is this for real?”

The Nine Heavens Fire Luan’s eyes were wide open too. This was as shocking as a sparrow demon suddenly turning into a Fire Luan.

...Luck...

“This luck is just too heaven-defying,” Emily Harris muttered. Even if it was possible, it shouldn’t have happened this fast.

“Wow, Meng-ge, the ground’s soft now! I bet we can finish in ten days!” Sam Bolton swung his hoe and drove it straight into the earth.

“What ten days? We’ll finish in three, then you can get on with your own tasks.”

“Long live Meng-ge! I knew following you was the right choice!”

Sam Bolton’s flattery was flying everywhere.

The two got right to work—one pulling weeds, the other loosening soil—fighting the spirit field with great enthusiasm.

When the excitement was over, Emily Harris stomped her foot and pouted. “Not fun. Xiao Ling, let’s go home!”

The Fire Luan followed behind her master. As a spirit beast, she couldn’t figure it out either. Did this person have some hidden talent?

How had he chosen her out of all those sparrow demons back then?

Three days—Mark Carter kept his word. Sam Bolton was in charge of pulling weeds, Mark Carter of loosening the soil. Without the life grass, the weeds put up a bit of resistance, but it was minimal. After all, Sam Bolton was at the fourth level of Fate Mark, and when he got going, he was fierce. With the weeds no longer holding them back, the spirit soil wasn’t so stubborn anymore.

Meanwhile, Qiuqiu was in charge of transport and even helped level the land—super efficient. This reminded Mark Carter of the unreliable Ba Zhe, though Mark Carter had a feeling he’d run into Ba Zhe again sooner or later.