Spiritual Energy Rejuvenation: I Began Cultivating By Farming Chapter 872 - 872 556

872: Chapter 556 872: Chapter 556 Luo Yaxuan held Liu Jiaojiao’s small hand as they flew through the sky, searching for a place where they could have a world of their own to chat.

It didn’t matter if there were tasks to do right now,

nor did it matter if there were important matters at hand.

What important affair could stand in the way of reuniting with a lover!

These two n, upon seeing their lovers, forgot all about their important duties.

Their flight in the sky was known by many ordinary people.

The Marquis’s ability had grown stronger, and at this mont, he had reached this level of power.

He was still so young, yet he had abilities comparable to his father’s.

This was the blessing the Saint Master of their base had brought them!

In recent days, the Marquis had been building a great place within this base, along with his family and fellow tribesn, as well as other tribesn who had co to take refuge with them, to serve as their familial base.

And it wasn’t just that—they had also cultivated many fields and planted many fruits, which could not only provide for themselves but also be used to brew wine.

Aside from their daily tasks, from the mont children could walk, they had already begun practicing to increase their strength.

The Marquis had received a Secret Manual from Jiang Tang.

Even without a Spiritual Root, these foreigners, mbers of the Blood Clan, could also practice this Cultivation Technique.

Though this technique didn’t allow them to progress as quickly or achieve as high levels of ability as those with Spiritual Roots,

it was still far superior to their own Secret Manuals.

The Blood Clan were only evolved beings.

If their abilities were insufficient, they would revert to their beastly forms.

How ugly and terrifying they appeared was common knowledge, and not only would it scare other personnel in the base, but the Blood Clan mbers lived separately from the ordinary people in the base—it was as if they had divided the entire living area.

After all, with several hundred miles between them, those who could not use Flying Artifacts would take perhaps months to walk from one area to another!

Living separately had its advantages; they wouldn’t co into conflict or dispute.

People of different races, with their own contributions, would not et and wouldn’t fight over resources.

There was no need to fight for territory either, since the area they lived in belonged to the Saint Sect.

They were rely a part of the Saint Sect, rely Duty Perforrs relying on this place to survive, and their benefactor had given them trendous favor.

The Marquis had not seen Jiang Tang in a long ti.

Seeing that Jiang Tang was not among those returning this ti, he suppressed his questions.

He didn’t want to disturb others’ good matters!

As the king of his tribe and the heir, as well as the owner of the Magic Wand,

he was now over 20 years old, and many beautiful won in the tribe cast admiring glances at him.

The heavens would have many a beauty professing love!

Yet the Marquis was not moved, even with the encouragent of his family.

For so reason, the Marquis found himself disinterested in won, feeling a vague attachnt to soone in his mind and heart!

The Marquis initially thought it was gratitude when he noticed his longing for this person, as they had saved him.

But then, Jiang Tang, the Saint Master, had also saved him many tis!

Luo Yaxuan and Lai Jianlin had also significantly helped her!

Yet, he did not feel the sa longing, sohow fixating on Su Chang’an.

This handso man was always dressed in purple robes, always so dashing and gentle!

This man had captured the hearts of many won and made many n fall for him as well.

The Marquis was aware that his misplaced affections were incorrect, but he couldn’t change his heart.

Deeply buried within him, Su Chang’an occasionally received ssages.

If the latter replied, it would elate him, but… if there was no reply, his concern grew to the point of loss of appetite and mood for other activities!

These emotions were already affecting the Marquis as he managed over a thousand people, leading many to govern so many.

His heart was weary, but no matter what, these were his tribal people!

They needed to cultivate the next generation to beco their successors!

To foster a lively atmosphere, they held firework parties every evening; young n and won gathered, clearly a scene of courtship.

As their leader, the Marquis could not avoid leading the tribe of over a thousand people, among which the youth numbered in the hundreds!

These hundreds had no partners!

Those who had chosen a partner would dance together.

The Marquis was often invited by beautiful won.

Sotis he refused, but refusing too often hurt many won’s hearts,

especially those he had grown up with, among whom was the most beautiful.

Many n sought to court this woman, or any of the most beautiful ones!

But as a beloved of these won, the Marquis beca a hero among them, and they loved him.

Their gazes always followed him.

Alas, the man’s gaze was clear, showing no love for these won!

The beautiful won didn’t give up, still vying with one another.

As these n saw the most beautiful won enamoured with the Marquis, they bypassed them and chose won who were not as beautiful but still lovely.

Every evening was lively!

n and won, after a day’s toil, only the firework party could bring them to life.

Older and middle-aged people watched from afar at their residences.

Unable to join in, they watched with content, thinking that with the union of families, a new generation would erge.