Nine Yang Alchemy Emperor

Then, ten ant queens cultivated by Chu Feng each led a swarm of Crimson Fire Ants out of their nests. This process is known as colony fission.

Bees and ants, when new queens appear within their colonies, will lead a part of the group to migrate and establish new nests.

This group of Crimson Fire Ants had effectively split into ten separate colonies.

After dividing into ten nests, they began to feverishly carry out the tasks assigned by Chu Feng.

They swarmed in masses, either burrowing underground or clinging to thorny vines, gnawing away madly.

Their mouths were the best tools.

The tough thorns were nothing more than bean curd residue to them. A cluster of cumbersome thorns was easily turned into sawdust by them. Even the roots underground could not escape their fate.

This sawdust not only improved the soil, making it softer, but after a period of fermentation and decomposition, it would become the best natural fertilizer.

Chu Feng was still comfortably reclining on a tree trunk with his legs crossed, watching his ant soldiers clear the land for him.

These Crimson Fire Ants were extremely industrious, working tirelessly day and night.

By the third day, Chu Feng noticed that the Heavenly Frost Grass he had sown had already sprouted. The Bitter Cold Flowers had not yet sprouted because their germination time was naturally longer.

Even in the scorching summer, it would take five to seven days for them to emerge from underneath the soil with green shoots.

Chu Feng brushed aside the soil covering them to check and found that they had already begun to take root.

No sooner had the third day passed, on the morning of the fourth day, Ding Ku and Tang Ying arrived together.

From a distance, they saw Chu Feng huddled up in the tree, sound asleep.

"Chu Feng! Get your ass down here now!" Ding Ku, unable to contain his anger, put on a show in front of Manager Tang Ying in hopes of gaining his favor.

Ordinarily, as a small leader, he would never have the chance to be so close to a Lord of Housekeeper.

This time, he had to thank Chu Feng for providing him with this opportunity.

"Yo, Boss Ding, good morning!" Chu Feng opened his eyes and greeted with a wicked smile.

It was unclear whether he did it on purpose or simply didn't notice Tang Ying behind Ding Ku, but he completely ignored Manager Tang Ying.

Manager Tang Ying, who already had a gloomy expression, suddenly became even colder.

As one of the Eight Housekeepers, he was like a king on his own turf. Wherever he went in Medicine Mountain, everyone would treat him with the utmost respect and carefulness.

But here was Chu Feng, brazenly disregarding him. It was infuriating.

"You still have the face to sleep here? Have you finished clearing the wasteland I asked you to?" Tang Ying asked sharply, his voice tinged with a Killing Aura.

"I thought Boss Ding had brought a Dog slave with him, turns out it's Manager Tang Ying! My apologies!"

Chu Feng flipped down from the tree and faced Tang Ying, Late Stage Sword Saint and a formidable expert, without the slightest hint of fear.

Having mastered the Third Level of the Heaven and Earth Sword Skill, Chu Feng had already positioned himself in an invincible place.

If he wanted, he could once again challenge the Qiankun Sword Formation and directly advance to become an Inner Sect Disciple.

In his eyes, Manager Tang Ying was less than nothing.

Even Inner Sect Disciple Jia Zhenjing had been dealt with by Chu Feng, let alone an Outer Sect's Steward hardly worth his attention.

Deacon Tang Ying had previously been insulted by Chu Feng, called the Evil Eagle and rabid dog.

Hearing the words 'Dog slave,' he was immediately provoked again.

The flesh on his cheeks was twitching violently, and there was a cold killing intent in his eyes.

"Cut the crap, is the Medicine Field cleared out yet?" Deacon Tang Ying's gaze swept towards Medicine Mountain behind Chu Feng.

Upon a glance, he was truly taken aback.

From the peak, it was impossible to tell since towering trees covered the area.

But now, upon a closer view, he immediately discovered that all the brambles in the entire Medicine Mountain had turned into shattered wood chips. Even their roots buried deep in the ground had turned into wood chips.

In just a short two days, how did this brat manage to clear a thicket spanning two acres of land?

Deacon Tang Ying stared at Chu Feng with astonishment and uncertainty, "Kid, how on earth did you do it?" At this moment, Ding Ku's leader, too, gaped in shock.

As if he had swallowed a whole jin of cow dung.

During these three days, he had been monitoring Chu Feng from a distance. He noticed Chu Feng seemed to do nothing but sleep, then sleep some more.

Only occasionally, when the mood struck him, would he dance around with his sword in the barren land.

"It doesn't hurt to tell you, the wonder of Heaven and Earth Sword Skill is beyond your comprehension. A single stroke of my sword can shatter an entire bushel of brambles. I wonder if this answer satisfies you?"

Chu Feng attributed everything to the magic of the Heaven and Earth Sword Skill.

Giving these two interlocutors a plausible explanation while simultaneously throwing in a bit of scorn.

Both men held positions higher than Chu Feng, but what of it? In the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, without understanding the core Heaven and Earth Sword Skill, everything else is an illusion.

Even if they lived till death, they would always remain in the Outer Sect.

"Is the Heaven and Earth Sword Skill really that powerful?" Deacon Tang Ying still found it hard to believe, and he asked with a gloomy face.

"How powerful it is, won't you know once you've learned it yourself? The summer insect speaks not of ice, the mayfly knows not of the sun and the moon. No matter how much I tell you, it's in vain," Chu Feng rolled his eyes.

The summer insect is a bug that can only live in the summer and dies after. They never know that snow will fall in winter or that ice will form.

The mayfly is a tiny creature with an extremely fleeting life span.

Seeing the sun, they do not see the moon. Seeing the moon, they do not see the sun.

By comparing them, Chu Feng is metaphorically slapping Deacon Tang Ying and Ding Ku on the face.

"You little bastard, showing off the Heaven and Earth Sword Skill you've learned in front of me, deplorable, utterly deplorable!" The expression on Deacon Tang Ying's face darkened, but he had no face to stay any longer.

Immediately with a gloomy visage, he huffed, "Hmph, this time, consider it a pass! However, in three months, if the yield of Sky Dominator Herb and Bitter Cold Flower doesn't meet the standard, you'll have hell to pay!"

Having said this, Deacon Tang Ying flew away on his sword.

He did not want to stay here for a moment longer. Staying here would only bring him more embarrassment.

"Lord of Housekeeper, Lord of Housekeeper…" Boss Ding chased after him shouting, but this time, he had botched things. With Manager Tang Ying in a fit of anger, he paid no heed and flew away without looking back.

If he messed up again, not to mention aspiring to become a Big Chief, Boss Ding might not even be able to hold on to his position as a small leader.

"Chu Feng... you damned rascal, you actually caused me to fall out of favor with the Lord of Housekeeper, damn it. I need to find a way to make up for this mistake!"

Boss Ding's eyes were filled with an icy coldness, his mind swiftly scheming against Chu Feng with venomous plots.

Initially, he had hoped to use this piece of west-facing mountain land to trouble Chu Feng.

Who knew that Chu Feng cleverly kept the towering trees in the plot of the mountain, only clearing away the weeds and brambles. By doing so, he perfectly solved the problem of the excessive sunlight exposure.

By using the canopy to block the sun, he could create a shade-moist environment conducive for the growth of Heavenly Frost Grass and Bitter Cold Flower.