Manifestation - Such a Casual Seed. Part 2

Yin Yan suddenly averted his gaze, reached out, and pushed him back into the Revolving Vessel by the forehead. He then took his phone to the quiet balcony.

Hearing that his friend had a batch of flowers to sell, Bu Chen agreed without a second thought and even considerately asked if he needed someone sent over to pick them up.

Yin Yan politely declined, finalized the delivery time and contact person, and then made another call to a well-known rental company in the city, renting a medium-sized truck specially designed for transporting flowers.

"We also need to buy packaging materials, and the flowers need to be cut carefully. These things require special tools, we need to hur—"

"You go cook." Yin Yan put down his phone, interrupting Yu Zhen. He called out to Xu Wu and said, "Leave the rest to Xu Wu."

'Leave it to Xu Wu?'

Puzzled, Yu Zhen turned his head to look, only to see Xu Wu open its mouth and breathe out. Several wooden figures resembling puppets and dressed in ancient clothing appeared out of thin air. After landing, each of them conjured a flower-cutting tool and entered the Revolving Vessel in a line.

"Oh my god..." Yu Zhen was dumbfounded.

Yin Yan reached out, gently closed his agape jaw, and tapped him lightly on the forehead.

Without him having to worry about a thing, a few hours later, the flowers were sold, and a sum of money was added to his bank card—money that was practically free.

The cost was negligible, there was basically no labor, and he didn't have to find a buyer himself. All he had contributed was a single meal, and even the ingredients were bought with Yin Yan's money.

The Revolving Vessel was spotless. The flowers sold as whole plants were all dug up and potted, and the rose bushes that were sold only for their stems were pristine; besides the flowers, not even a single leaf was damaged.

For the first time, he felt that making money was actually this easy.

"This can happen once, but not twice. A mortal's life must follow basic principles. It's easy for a Cultivator to use a magical artifact to make money, but you mustn't overdo it. Yu Zhen, your main task right now is cultivation."

Yin Yan forcefully threw cold water on him, instantly sobering up Yu Zhen's mind, which had nearly been swept away.

'That's right.'

Yu Zhen calmed down.

This batch of flowers came from the Revolving Vessel. If the buyer were to dig deep and ask about their origin, he had no nursery and no legitimate supply channel. It would be easy for someone to see that something was amiss.

In the long run, it could even disrupt the market and encroach upon the livelihood of other flower farmers in B City.

He scrolled through the transaction notification on his phone and deflated.

So was he just going to be supported by Yin Yan like this forever? He would definitely work hard on his cultivation, but besides cultivating, he still wanted to be like a normal person, to have his own job and career, even if it wasn't a big one.

"Then I'll go rent a nursery in the suburbs. The Revolving Vessel is too powerful; I won't use it. I'll just grow flowers like I used to."

But Yin Yan still shook his head. "Managing a nursery requires a lot of energy. You have to check on it every day, hire people, handle various procedures, and find your own sales channels. Yu Zhen, you don't have that much time."

Of course, Yu Zhen knew all this. He fell silent. Thinking of the Farming Classic, which he still hadn't figured out how to cultivate, he felt as if he couldn't do anything right, and completely lost his spirit.

Using the Revolving Vessel was out, renting a nursery was out. So what should he do?

"Actually, you can continue to use the Revolving Vessel, and you can continue to plant and sell flowers."

Yin Yan poured a glass of juice and placed it by his hand. Seeing him immediately look up with anticipation, Yin Yan paused, then stepped back and sat down on the single sofa farthest from him. He said, "To profit from low-end flowers requires an enormous amount of energy, resources, and manpower. But high-end flowers, especially the most precious varieties, can be cultivated independently. If you succeed, the profit from a single plant can equal what you used to earn in a whole year of hard work."

Yu Zhen was stunned.

"The environment in the Revolving Vessel is uniquely advantageous. The cultivation of high-end flowers is a secret for every master florist; no one would be so tactless as to pry. Yu Zhen, for Entering the Dao through Flowers, the key is refinement."

It was a moment of sudden enlightenment.

Although Yu Zhen was just a novice florist, he had heard stories about flowers sold at sky-high prices.

High-end flowers were mostly rare treasures that were difficult to cultivate. It could take several years, a dozen years, or even decades to grow a single plant. The money and energy required during this period were far beyond what was needed for common flowers.

Most master florists who dealt with high-end flowers had nurseries and bases to support them. Some even set up specialized laboratories and companies to research new varieties.

Besides, with rare flowers, just because you spent time cultivating them didn't guarantee success. There were many cases where all efforts came to nothing.

In short, cultivating high-end flowers was like gambling. You could win big, but you could also lose everything. For the conservative and cautious Yu Zhen, this was a field he had never thought of entering.

But now, with the Revolving Vessel, Xirang, and Boundless Water, this field that was a gamble for others was probably the easiest way for him to make money.

He suddenly felt as if his life was on easy mode, like he was cheating like crazy. There was also a sense of unease, of getting something for nothing, of still relying on Yin Yan to support him.

Some hesitation arose in Yu Zhen's heart again.

You reap what you sow; a person must support themselves with their own two hands. This was the education he had received since he was a child. Grandpa always said there were no shortcuts in life, that every step must be taken steadily. Don't leap and fly about recklessly, or the fall will hurt even more.

But now, Yin Yan had opened a door of convenience for him, pointing out a shortcut among shortcuts.

"Don't forget your original intention." As if seeing through his thoughts, Yin Yan suddenly stood up and walked over to him. He raised a hand to his hair and gently ruffled it. "Yu Zhen, you are far more outstanding than you think. Just keep moving forward. I'll be behind you, watching over you."

'Xiao Zhen, Grandpa is old. When Grandpa is gone, what will you do? Life is still so long.'

His grandfather's sigh after dinner one day suddenly flashed through his mind. At that time, he was only in middle school and didn't understand how much worry and concern was contained in that sigh. Now, listening to Yin Yan's words, his nose suddenly tingled, and he couldn't help but reach out and hug the man in front of him, a man he had known for less than a month.

Back then, when his grandfather forced him to attend a boarding school, he had thrown tantrums and felt wronged. He had even considered dropping out of school altogether just to stay at the Taoist Temple with his grandfather.

But his grandfather wouldn't allow it. He had chased him to school with a stick. He still remembered the old man's expression from that day—a look of disappointment in his potential, mixed with pain and helplessness.

His grandfather was very good to him, never letting him lack for food, clothing, or living expenses. But on the matter of boarding school, the old man never compromised one bit.

He had never understood why his grandfather was so insistent, almost to the point of being cruel. It wasn't until this moment, hearing Yin Yan's words and remembering his grandfather's sigh, that he finally understood the old man's difficult intentions.

Because he didn't dare to spoil him, didn't dare to let him get used to having someone by his side. Life was so long, and his grandfather was afraid he wasn't strong enough. He was afraid that after his only relative was gone, he would be weak, would break down, and would make a mess of his life.

The old man had repeatedly urged him to live his life more steadily and securely because he knew that after he was gone, there would be no one left for him to rely on.

Now, Yin Yan was telling him to just move forward. Did that mean this person would always stay by his side, and not leave without warning like his grandfather did?

Before, he always envied other children who had the unconditional support and love of their parents and elders. When they encountered setbacks outside, they still had a safe harbor to rely on forever. But he couldn't. He had no parents. He had to grow up quickly and become his grandfather's support.

Now that Yin Yan was standing here, did that mean that even though he was already an adult, he could also rely on someone with peace of mind, like a child?

The person in his arms was trembling slightly. Yin Yan sighed silently, bent down to pull him into a full embrace, and patted his back, saying in a low voice, "Yu Zhen, I told you, our fates are intertwined."

Not a temporary partnership to save their lives, but a true connection, a fate destined to be entangled for a lifetime.

Yu Zhen nodded forcefully in his embrace. His drifting heart finally found solid ground. It became a seed that took root and sprouted in a patch of soil named Yin Yan, finding a place where it could grow without worry.

"Thank you..."

He tightened his arms and closed his eyes.

'Grandpa, look, I have someone I can rely on now. You can rest assured. I will live this life well.'

A golden light suddenly appeared, and all the furniture in the room began to vibrate slightly. Yin Yan frowned. He glanced at Yu Zhen, who had suddenly gone still in his arms, and realized something. He quickly let go of him and saw that he had indeed closed his eyes and entered a state of meditative trance. He hurriedly bent down, picked him up, and called out, "Xu Wu."

"Meow."

Xu Wu jumped out, darted upstairs ahead of them into the emptiest room, and with a flash, transformed into a tall, entirely black pagoda covered in golden runes. After landing with a boom, the gate of the first floor opened, and a Barrier simultaneously unfolded.

Yin Yan immediately carried Yu Zhen inside and waved his hand to close the pagoda gate.

Above B City, a dark cloud suddenly appeared. It roiled for a few seconds before mysteriously disappearing, and then the rain began to pour.

In every corner of H Country, different people in different places all looked up at the sky at the same time, their expressions sinking in unison.

'Such dense Baleful Qi. Has an Evil Demon appeared in the world?'