Listening to Turtle's mean voice, Lu Fan was speechless.
"Sexy turtle, what are you talking about?"
The old turtle trapped in Lu Fan's sea of consciousness screamed, "You've got this little fat sheep, why did you let her go, little ancestor? That little girl is obviously trying to seduce you! Why don't you go for it?"
Lu Fan: "…"
"Little ancestor is really squandering, what a waste! Hey hey hey! It's all my fault that my body was destroyed back then, and now I'm just a remnant soul. Otherwise, I could beat ten of those top-notch young ladies! No, twenty!"
The old turtle roared in frustration.
It seemed like a great opportunity had been wasted.
Lu Fan was too lazy to pay attention to this lecher.
He discovered that this old turtle was a real big pervert. If he were to let it out, it would definitely become a big thief.
Who knows, he might even turn into a super pervert.
Too lazy to pay any more attention to this lustful turtle, Lu Fan returned to the cave and began to practice.
A few days passed quickly.
Because Qingyang Town is currently occupied by bandits, Lu Fan has not yet considered going to Qingyang Town again.
As for the Sima family siblings and the situation of the Treasure Pavilion in the black market, Lu Fan was actually not that worried.
After all, they are rich and powerful, so why should I worry about them?
never mind!
I'd better focus on my own cultivation and manage the four hundred people in the City God Temple.
After Lu Fan arranged for Huang Bairong to be the steward of the City God Temple, Huang Bairong did his job conscientiously and began to reasonably allocate everyone's work.
for example.
He arranged for more than 20 male laborers to continuously reclaim wasteland for growing crops.
Then he arranged for the girls in the dyeing workshop to start sowing seeds continuously and also plant fruits and vegetables next to them.
In addition, Huang Bairong arranged for the younger children to feed chickens, ducks, fish and geese.
Today, the City God Temple hilltop is a paradise for anyone who visits it.
Every laborer had a rosy complexion and had food and drink. Not only that, they found that since eating the food given by Lu Fan, they had become stronger than before.
During these few days, Lu Fan's cultivation also saw a breakthrough.
In the cave.
Lu Fan gathered his spiritual energy and put his fingers together.
Under the control of his fingers, a heavy piece of wood weighing about ten pounds flew with the sliding of his fingers.
"Haha, I've finally made some progress in controlling objects!"
"If I were to face an enemy in the future, I could instantly use the Art of Controlling Objects to manipulate my weapons and finish them off with one strike!"
Lu Fan thought as he performed the technique.
However, the only regret is that this object control technique consumes spiritual energy too quickly and cannot be used casually.
But even so, Lu Fan was already very satisfied.
He went to his pile of goods, searched around, and finally found a dagger slightly longer than a palm nearby.
This dagger was found by Lu Fan in a blacksmith shop when he was looting shops in Qingyang Town.
Perhaps because the dagger was too small, it was not taken away by the criminals.
Picking up the dagger, Lu Fan weighed it.
The weight is just right, exactly what I can handle with my current object control skills.
After Lu Fan found the dagger, he activated the object control technique and tried to control the dagger.
call out!
The dagger was controlled by spiritual power and floated in front of Lu Fan.
Looking at the dagger floating in front of him, Lu Fan's eyes flashed with brilliance, and then he pointed his finger to the left.
"go!"
As soon as the words fell, the short sword immediately understood, and with a loud whistling sound, it broke through the air, and then pierced the hard stone wall with a bang.
The stone wall was pierced by the dagger, and the blade penetrated directly.
"That's amazing!"
Lu Fan was shocked.
If this dagger were to stab someone in the future, it would definitely make a bloody hole in the person.
"Not bad, not bad! The object control technique in this cultivation world is indeed domineering."
Lu Fan said excitedly.
"Keep practicing!"
Another two days passed.
Lu Fan finally walked out of the cave.
Because there were too many goods stored in the cave, Lu Fan changed into a green Confucian robe when he walked out.
Wearing this Confucian robe made the already handsome Lu Fan look even more elegant and graceful.
Just as Lu Fan walked out of the cave, several girls from the dyeing workshop who were holding winnowing baskets suddenly widened their eyes when they saw Lu Fan.
"Is that our young master... Why does he seem to be getting more and more handsome?"
"Nonsense! Our young master is handsome to begin with."
The girls didn't dare to look Lu Fan in the eye. They could only look at him furtively for a while, and then ran away with blushing faces.
Lu Fan didn't mind either.
When he arrived at the wall surrounding the mountain, Lu Fan saw from afar more than a hundred acres of reclaimed wasteland.
Because there is a lot of gravel underground in the City God Temple, it is not conducive to planting.
Lu Fan had tried to grow it before, but unfortunately he couldn't grow it at all.
But now, seeing that these more than 100 acres of wasteland were all planted with fruits and grains, and each plant had grown fresh branches, Lu Fan couldn't help but be surprised.
"Little Noble Lu!"
Just as Lu Fan was surprised, Huang Bairong's voice came from behind him.
Huang Bairong no longer dressed like the former manager, but wore coarse linen clothes like the laborers!
But even so, Huang Bairong looked much better than before.
"Old Huang, who reclaimed so much wasteland?"
Lu Fan asked, pointing to the fields of more than a hundred acres in front of him where fresh branches had grown.
"In reply to Mr. Lu, it was me who took the initiative to let the laborers reclaim the land." Huang Bairong replied.
"you?"
"But I remember there were a lot of gravel under these wastelands, making it impossible to plant crops?" Lu Fan asked.
Huang Bairong smiled and said, "Mr. Lu is right. This gravel ground is indeed not conducive to the growth of crops! However, I thought it would be a shame to leave such a large piece of land lying idle! So, I had the laborers go down the mountain and carry all the soil from the fields up here and spread it underneath. With the soil covering the gravel, the crops can absorb nutrients and grow effectively."
Hearing that Huang Bairong had turned over a hundred acres of wasteland into treasure, Lu Fan smiled and patted Huang's shoulder and said, "Old Huang, you can do it!"
"Hehe, I'm doing this for the sake of young noble Lu!" Huang Bairong said.
"Very good! It seems that letting you be the steward of my City God Temple proves that I am right." Lu Fan said sincerely.
"Thank you, Young Noble Lu, for your trust... Actually, I, Huang Bairong, should be the most grateful to you."
There is nothing wrong with what Huang Bairong said.
If it weren't for Lu Fan, Huang Bairong might have been killed by the bandits in Qingyang Town by now.
If it weren't for Lu Fan, how could they have food and drink in the City God Temple now?