My Master Knows It All

392: Chapter 162 No One Can Run Away_3 392: Chapter 162 No One Can Run Away_3 “I…,” Lan Pili said, beads of sweat dripped down his forehead continuously.

The spirit field seemed unturned, yet it had indeed suffered damage, and its nourishment had been considerably depleted.”

Even the spiritual medicine on the spirit field seemed somewhat wilted.

Under such circumstances, what was needed first was to replenish the nutrients in the spirit field.

However, replenishing nutrients wasn’t something that could be done haphazardly, especially since there was still spiritual medicine on the field.

A careless move could affect the growth of the planted herbs…

Specifically, the spiritual medicine grown here was the first-grade Gathering Light Grass, which was particularly sensitive to an excess of nutrients.

He had thought of many methods but had not found the best solution.

“I…” In the end, Lan Pili let out a long sigh, admitting, “Someone like Lan is limited in knowledge and truly unable to restore this spirit field.”

The moment his words fell, the surrounding disciples of Thousand Caves Door burst into cheers.

A smile finally appeared on Elder Huan Kong’s face, as Thousand Caves Door had finally won a challenge.

He looked at Lan Pili and announced loudly, “In that case, this ‘Agriculture’ debate challenge goes to Thousand Caves Door.”

Although he addressed Lan Pili, his voice carried loud and far, alerting everyone nearby and even reaching distant places.

A victory for Thousand Caves Door was naturally something they wanted the disciples within their sect to know.

Cao Zhen raised a hand and gestured towards Elder Huan Kong, saying, “Wait a moment.”

He couldn’t understand why these people always liked to celebrate with champagne before the match was actually won.

Although Cao Zhen hadn’t participated in the debate, his performance from the previous day meant many still paid attention him.

As he spoke, all eyes quickly turned his way.

Elder Huan Kong’s grizzled beard twitched as he asked, “Peak Master Cao, do you have any questions?

Peak Master Lan has already admitted he cannot restore the spirit field.”

“No, that’s not what I’m talking about,” Cao Zhen raised a finger and looked at Elder Huan Kong, “When debating, can only one person from each sect participate?”

Elder Huan Kong shook his head, “Of course not.”

As he spoke, he suddenly realized something and looked at Cao Zhen in surprise, “Is Peak Master Cao implying…?”

Cao Zhen nodded confidently, “That’s right, I also have some understanding of ‘Agriculture.’ Why don’t I have a debate with the Cave Masters?”

He didn’t have any desire to show off; he wanted to leave Thousand Caves Door quickly to make his way to Capital City.

But with Lan Pili defeated, he couldn’t just stand idly by.

Upon hearing that Cao Zhen was going to step in, Elder Huan Kong’s face instinctively showed a flash of panic.

Just yesterday, Cao Zhen had completely overwhelmed their disciples from Thousand Caves Door in five challenges.

He was already starting to dread hearing the name Cao Zhen.

He remembered what Cao Zhen had said at the start, which seemed to suggest that he was indeed adept at ‘Agriculture’.

This guy couldn’t possibly…

Elder Huan Kong thought to himself, then suddenly shook his head vigorously, as if trying to throw all his fears out of his mind.

He couldn’t believe it.

Cao Zhen was already skilled in so many areas; could he really be adept at ‘Agriculture,’ too?

‘Agriculture’ was different from what Cao Zhen had debated yesterday, which was essentially about various paths of cultivation, or even the paths of art.

Cao Zhen was skilled in poetry, painting, and musical rhythm, which only meant that he possessed exceptional artistic talent!

‘Agriculture,’ on the other hand, was one of the Six Arts, requiring extensive study and cultivation.

How much could Cao Zhen, at his young age, possibly understand the art of ‘Agriculture’?

No, it was impossible for Cao Zhen to be deeply versed in all Six Arts; he refused to believe that Cao Zhen could be so universally adept at everything.

Meanwhile, White Cave Master had already spoken, “Since Peak Master Cao wishes to compete, naturally, we have no reason to refuse.

Peak Master Cao, how about this?

We don’t even need to change the subject.

How would you like to continue restoring this side of the spirit field?”

Cao Zhen simply walked forward a few steps, sensing the breath of the spirit field and smelling the scent of the soil.

He didn’t even need to crouch down to inspect the dirt when he declared, “Restoring this spirit field is too easy; manure will be more than enough.”

“Manure?” Upon hearing Cao Zhen’s words, White Cave Master burst into derisive laughter, “Peak Master Cao, indeed manure can be used as fertilizer, a common knowledge among ordinary farmers, but you should know that this is a spirit field and not just any ordinary field.

It isn’t simply about adding manure or the like to replenish nutrients!”

Around them, many scoffed, “Adding manure to a spirit field, what was he thinking?”

“The spirit field has ‘spirit’ in its name; it contains spiritual energy.

What is manure?

It’s the filthiest of substances; how could it be put into a spirit field?”

“Introducing such filthy matter to a spirit field would contaminate its spiritual energy, and if too much of this filth is added, the whole field could be ruined!”

“This Peak Master Cao clearly doesn’t understand the way of ‘Agriculture.’

“He’s become too confident after winning so much yesterday; overconfidence can lead to hubris.”

On the side of the Hundred Peaks Sect, those who overheard the conversation shook their heads as well.

The knowledge of the Six Arts they had received indeed confirmed that one should not add something as vile as manure to a spirit field.”

Cao Zhen was at a loss for words; these people, with their talk of filthy substances, who said that the spiritual energy of a spirit field would necessarily be affected by such misconceptions?