They All Deeply Regretted It After I Became Indifferent

“Why so worked up?”

Seeing Gu Zi’s tearful state, Lin Mo was at a loss for words.

“Senior Brother Lin, you have no idea!” Gu Zi wiped his tears with his sleeve and said, “That cursed Yuan Li, he hasn’t changed a bit since you last taught him a lesson.”

“He’s so obsessed with cultivation that he neglected the spiritual fields. After pests infested the crops, he set the back mountain’s fields ablaze to avoid responsibility!”

“The back mountain’s fields are not only the main food source for all of Qingzhu Peak’s disciples but also a source of income for the peak. Moreover, many brothers and sisters have their own spiritual plants growing there.”

“Yuan Li’s actions are practically dooming us, the outer disciples of Qingzhu Peak.”

Lin Mo wasn’t surprised that Yuan Li would repeat his mistakes.

To be honest, if the original owner hadn’t regularly returned to the back mountain to tend to the fields, they would have been destroyed by Yuan Li long ago.

Lin Mo had not expected Yuan Li to be so bold as to dare to start a fire.

“Clearly, Senior Brother Ye had promised to supervise Yuan Li closely. If it weren’t for his plea on Yuan Li’s behalf, how could Qingzhu Peak have ended up like this?”

The more Guzi spoke, the angrier he became: “It’s unfair to you, Senior Brother Lin. You’ve been so dedicated to the brothers and sisters of Qingzhu Peak, yet you’ve been wronged by Senior Brother Ye, who’s caused you to be labeled as ‘unapproachable’ and ‘cruel in dealing with fellow disciples,’ tarnishing your reputation.”

Seeing Guzi so indignant on his behalf, Lin Mo felt a deep sense of gratification.

Guzi continued to recount a great deal about the events after Lin Mo’s departure.

Most of the disciples of Qingzhu Peak now harbored grievances against Ye Kai.

Yet, Master Yuehua and Shen Ke’er were fiercely protective of him.

And now, Qingzhu Peak faced a significant problem.

That was the lack of spiritual rice to eat.

Moreover, it had been over half a month since the monthly stipend was due, and the spiritual stones that should have been collected had not been received.

The implication was clear: they were starting to default on the spiritual stones.

With no spiritual rice to eat and no spiritual stones to collect, how were the disciples of Qingzhu Peak supposed to cultivate?

No wonder when Lin Mo arrived, he saw the group of disciples looking so listless and dejected.

However, none of this surprised Lin Mo.

If it weren’t for the original master hunting in the Dazhou Mountains from time to time, providing meat from spiritual beasts and spiritual plants, and paying out of pocket to supplement the storeroom of Qingzhu Peak.

How could Qingzhu Peak have enjoyed days of good meals and warm clothes?

Now that Qingzhu Peak had become like this, it had little to do with him, Lin Mo.

He had already done his duty. Was he expected to, like the original master, disregard himself and work tirelessly for these fickle brothers and sisters?

He was merely the eldest senior brother of Qingzhu Peak, not their parent.

The more selflessly he worked for them, the more they would gradually take it for granted.

Lin Mo, of course, understood this to be the ugliness of human nature.

He had to change this situation.

To let these junior brothers and sisters know that there are no fruits of labor without effort.

Who Lin Mo chose to be kind to was his freedom.

To offend him and still expect benefits from him was wishful thinking.

From his storage ring, Lin Mo took out a Xuan-level cultivation method he had previously acquired and handed it to Guzi: “You’ve worked hard here, cleaning day and night. Take this method as a supplementary practice; it will help you quickly break through to the Foundation Establishment stage and stabilize your foundation.”

“Senior Brother, I can’t accept this…” Guzi said nervously: “The sect rules state that outer disciples who haven’t made a certain contribution can only practice the Yellow-level methods from the library.”

“This isn’t a sect method; it’s my own possession, you can practice it with ease.”

Lin Mo also gave him elixirs and spiritual stones, and now a cultivation method. Guzi was deeply moved.

Tears and snot began to flow: “Senior Brother, in this life, apart from my mother, even my father has never been as good to me as you have…”

“Stop right there!” Lin Mo had no interest in playing father to this youngster: “During this period, I’m going into seclusion to form my core, the usual drill, seeing no one!”

……..

The news of Lin Mo’s return to Qingzhu Peak spread like wildfire.

They all unanimously believed that with Lin Mo’s return, their miserable days would finally see improvement.

But who knew, Lin Mo chose to see no one and began his seclusion.

This left the disciples of Qingzhu Peak in distress once again.

On Master Yuehua’s side, the pressure was immense as the disciples had nothing to eat and no spirit stones to claim.

“Master, the remaining spirit rice in the warehouse was finished a few days ago, many senior and junior brothers have nothing to eat, and it’s been half a month since we last received our stipend…” a disciple reported the recent situation.

Master Yuehua inquired, “The spiritual fields on the back mountain, how long will it take to re-cultivate and harvest the spirit rice?”

The disciple sighed, “It would have been possible by April, but the fire damaged the fields. With the repairs needed, it will take at least a year.”

Hearing this, Master Yuehua’s worries deepened.

She asked further, “Didn’t your senior brother return yesterday?”

Though it meant swallowing her pride, at this point, she could only seek help from her eldest disciple.

After all, Lin Mo was the one who usually managed the affairs of Qingzhu Peak.

The disciple suddenly sighed, “He did return, but the senior brother has chosen to go into seclusion, aiming for the Golden Core breakthrough!”

Upon hearing this, Master Yuehua felt it inappropriate to disturb Lin Mo.

Qingzhu Peak had yet to see a disciple reach the Golden Core stage.

Lin Mo’s attempt at the Golden Core was a significant event; if the core’s quality was high, it would also bring her honor.

It seemed that she couldn’t rely on her eldest disciple for the time being.

……

Two days passed, and Master Yuehua was taken aback by the food in front of her.

Steamed buns, pickled vegetables?

Was she, a Nascent Soul cultivator, supposed to eat such things?

There was no mention of spiritual energy, not even the slightest bit of grease.

The disciple delivering the food said, “Master, our warehouse has nothing left…”

He had started eating these things a few days ago.

A skilled woman can’t cook without rice.

If it weren’t for the fact that they hadn’t received their stipend recently, the warehouse would indeed have nothing, and he wouldn’t dare to serve these things!

Master Yuehua asked again, “With no rice left, where did the spirit beast meat come from before?”

The disciple delivering the food spoke the truth, “That was all thanks to our senior brother, who worried we wouldn’t eat well, so he would hunt in the Great Continent Mountains every few days to provide for us.”

Moreover, the spirit beast meat that Master eats is all the finest cuts left by the eldest senior brother, while he himself settles for the lesser leftovers.

The disciple delivering the meal is also helpless…

At this moment, Yuehua recalls a time not long ago when a fellow disciple mentioned that Lin Mo often went hunting in the Continental Mountains to subsidize the expenses of the Green Bamboo Peak.

Thinking of this, she feels a twinge of guilt. Preoccupied with her cultivation, she had been oblivious to such details…

Such food, devoid of spiritual energy, requires one to actively purge the impurities within.

Having formed her Golden Core many years ago, and now even an Infant Soul, consuming these would be less beneficial than fasting.

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However, over the years, she had been pampered by Lin Mo.

Accustomed to dining on high-quality spirit beast meat and meticulously selected spirit rice, abstaining from food now made her feel somewhat uncomfortable.

With that thought, she picked up the spiritual tea on the table, hoping to stave off her hunger.

But as soon as it touched her lips, she spat it out without regard for her image.

The spiritual tea was cold and bitter, with a muddy, fishy taste that made it difficult to swallow and nauseating.

“What’s with this spiritual tea?”

The disciple replied with a wry smile, “Master, the spiritual tea was also something Brother Lin used to buy for you out of his own pocket. He would rise early to fetch water from the spirit spring in the Continental Mountains. Now that the spirit spring water and the spiritual tea have run out, we’ve had to replace it with mountain spring water and the tea leaves that the disciples drink…”

Real Person Yuehua: “……”

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