Chapter 101 Great Sage Token
"My husband and I have known each other since childhood. We are childhood sweethearts and have a lot in common. It's just a natural progression."

Mo Yanqiu spoke gently.

Li Qingge nodded, his eyes swept over the three people one by one, and finally stopped on Zhou Qingshan.

"Mr. Qingshan, I have long heard of your great name. I am glad to meet you today and I can see that your reputation is well-deserved." Her voice was clear and gentle. Each word seemed to be carefully selected, as round as a pearl and sounded particularly pleasant.

Li Qingge seemed to have thought of something suddenly. She stretched out her white hand gently, a ray of light flashed, and a small transparent crystal sword appeared in her hand, with a faint light flowing on it.

"This is the gift I prepared for your wedding." She handed the sword to Zhou Qingshan.

Zhou Qingshan was surprised. Li Qingge's tone seemed to show that she knew him quite well. He couldn't help but look at Mo Yanqiu, feeling doubtful.

Seeing this, Mo Yanqiu quickly explained to Zhou Qingshan through telepathy: "When I was free studying in the martial arts hall, Master Li liked to listen to me tell your story. He liked it very much."

Zhou Qingshan understood. He respectfully took the crystal sword and thanked Li Qingge: "Thank you for the generous gift, Mr. Li."

Mo Yanqiu followed her husband and bowed lightly.

Li Qingge continued, "Mr. Qingshan, you are welcome. This is just a token of my appreciation. Although this sword is small, it contains the true meaning of my spiritual weapon. You can keep it for self-defense."

Spiritual soldiers?!
Zhou Qingshan was startled, and took a look at the small crystal sword in his hand, which was a sword-type spiritual weapon. He hurriedly thanked him again.

Li Qingge smiled slightly and waved his hand, indicating that they didn't need to be polite, and then asked with concern:
"What are you doing here? Is there anything urgent?"

Zhou Qingshan briefly told Li Qingge that they were carrying the rare 'sweet potato' and hoped to present it to the mansion master to solve the food shortage.

"If this is true, it is indeed important and cannot be delayed." Li Qingge pondered for a moment, then said to Zhou Qingshan: "I have an old relationship with the Lord of the Mansion, and perhaps I can help you make some arrangements. Please wait here, I will go to see the Lord of the Mansion."

After hearing this, Zhou Qingshan and the other two were overjoyed and hurried to express their gratitude.

Li Qingge smiled slightly, turned around and walked towards the City Lord's Mansion. Her figure soon disappeared behind the deep porch.

Not long after, a figure walked over quickly.

"Lord Zhou, the Lord of the Palace invites you." A servant from the palace came up to them and said respectfully.

Zhou Qingshan and the other two were cheered up and immediately stood up and followed the servants into the city lord's mansion.

Following the guidance of the servants, they walked through the corridor and came to a quiet courtyard.

In the courtyard, an elegant old man stood beside Li Qingge. He was wearing a green robe, and his hair and beard were already gray, but the wrinkles on his face could not hide his calm and composed temperament.

"Lord Zhou, please follow me, we will go to the inner hall to discuss in detail."

Hearing the footsteps, the old man raised his head, smiled slightly, welcomed Zhou Qingshan and the other two, and led them to the inner hall.

Several people sat down.

Zhou Qingshan and the other two bowed respectfully. Zhou Qingshan said, "Your Excellency, the Palace Master is too kind. Today, we have come to offer the rare sweet potato, which can produce 3,000 kilograms per mu. It is soft, sweet, delicate and delicious. It can help solve the urgent food shortage in the territory."

Upon hearing this, the old man said with a serious face: "Lord Zhou, is it true that one acre of land produces three thousand kilograms?"

Black Cloud City supports tens of millions of people, and the population and warriors continue to grow every year, and ordinary food is consumed in large quantities. The court has taxed 70% of the spiritual resources this year. Even with the subsidies of black iron and plant spirits, Black Cloud City has already been overloaded.

If Zhou Qingshan had not been introduced by Mr. Li, the old man might have expelled him long ago.

Zhou Qingshan took out two sweet potatoes with fresh soil from the package and handed them to the old man: "Master, you can let the plant spirits verify this thing personally."

"Someone come here." The old man took the sweet potato with dirt on it and ordered.

A servant came over, took the sweet potato and quickly retreated.

Several people waited patiently in the hall.

About half an hour later, the attendant returned to the house with a look of surprise and reported to the old man: "Master, after testing by the plant spirits, the yield per mu of this sweet potato is as high as 5,000 kilograms!"

"Five thousand kilograms?!" the old man exclaimed, a gleam of disbelief flashing in his eyes.

In Black Cloud City, even the best rice seeds, after careful cultivation, could hardly produce more than 800 kilograms per mu. And a yield of 5,000 kilograms, even on fertile land with spiritual veins, was almost impossible to achieve.

The old man took another sweet potato with dirt on it, gently broke it open, and observed its internal texture and color. Then, the old man took a bite of the sweet potato in his hand without hesitation. The taste was unexpected, sweet and fragrant, and accompanied by a unique delicate feeling, which made him look satisfied and surprised.

"This thing is really extraordinary. Not only is the yield amazing, but the taste is also so outstanding." The old man praised. He turned to look at Zhou Qingshan, his eyes full of admiration and expectation. "Lord Zhou, if this 'sweet potato' can be widely planted, it will greatly alleviate the food pressure in my Black Cloud City. This is a great thing that will benefit the people. I am very pleased."

Zhou Qingshan immediately stood up, his attitude respectful and firm: "Master, I came here today to present the 'sweet potato' to the City Lord's Mansion to help Black Cloud City solve its food needs. This is the method of planting sweet potatoes by cuttings."

After saying that, he took out a bamboo slip from his arms.

Hearing this, the old man's eyes flashed with admiration. He took it and handed it solemnly to the attendant beside him. The old man stood up and bowed deeply to Zhou Qingshan: "Lord Zhou is so righteous. On behalf of the millions of people in Black Cloud City, I would like to express my deepest gratitude to you."

Li Qingge watched Zhou Qingshan from the side with strange looks in his eyes.

As a lord, Zhou Qingshan would know how precious the sweet potato is. When the population of the territory increases and the luck of the people grows, the spiritual realm can be expanded. Which of these rare items is not a treasure of inheritance? Even for the entire human race, it is equivalent to an army of 100,000.

Not only that, but an army of hundreds of millions. If it can be popularized, the strength of the human race will double.

Zhou Qingshan quickly returned the gift, and said modestly: "Your Excellency, I am too kind. My original intention was to exchange this 'sweet potato' for some spiritual resources to help the development of Shengfeng Territory."

"Lord Zhou, your generosity is admirable. If 'sweet potatoes' can be popularized, it will bring immeasurable benefits to Black Cloud City."

The old man said solemnly, and he took out a black token from his sleeve, on which were engraved three shining silver stars:
"Your contribution cannot be measured by treasure yuan and mere spirit seeds. This is the recognition of your good deeds by the City Lord's Mansion."

The old man stroked his beard and smiled, continuing to explain: "This is the Great Sage Token issued by the City Lord's Mansion. The holder of this token will be honored as the Great Sage of Black Cloud City and enjoy special treatment from the City Lord's Mansion. The Great Sage can freely go to the treasury to select nine treasures, have priority access to resources in the city, participate in important decision-making, and request assistance from the City Lord's Mansion when necessary."

Zhou Qingshan took the token and saw two simple and solemn characters "Great Sage" engraved on it. These characters seemed to have magical power, as if he was looking at the fundamental diagram of true kung fu. Zhou Qingshan was shocked.

Faintly, black smoke emerged from the big characters and transformed into a tall figure in a black robe with gold thread. He was stunned to see that it was a young man. Then he bowed slightly and suddenly laughed out loud.

"Great!"

Zhou Qingshan woke up, and the light on the Great Sage Token gradually dimmed.

Li Qingge smiled and said, "Mr. Qingshan, Black Cloud City previously had four Great Sage tokens, all of which were given to people who made great contributions to Black Cloud City. You are the fifth Great Sage and the one with the greatest achievements."

"The fifth great sage?" Zhou Qingshan held the token he had exchanged for a sweet potato, and suddenly felt the token in his hand become heavy.

The old man's surname was Wen. When he saw the token of the great sage recognizing the master, he immediately pulled Zhou Qingshan aside to discuss some details, including the soil and climate requirements for growing sweet potatoes.

Time passed quietly during their discussion, and before they knew it, several hours had passed. It was not until an attendant came to remind the old man that there were urgent matters to be dealt with in Black Cloud City that he reluctantly let Zhou Qingshan go.

As the sky gradually darkened, the servants of the City Lord's Mansion arranged a banquet for the few people, and placed Wu Hui Chunfeng, Lava and Mushrooms in the guest room.

After the banquet, Li Qingge invited the four of them to take a walk in the courtyard together, enjoying the tranquility of the night.

At this time, Li Qingge suddenly said, "Mr. Qingshan, are you interested in serving as a sage in the martial arts hall?"

Zhou Qingshan was stunned and responded modestly: "Mr. Li, I just got a piece of sweet potato by chance. How can I be called a saint? I really don't dare to take on this important task."

Li Qingge sang softly, with an indescribable charm in her voice:

"Establish a mind for the heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the living people, carry forward the unique teachings of the past saints, and create peace for all generations."

These four maxims are sonorous and powerful, like the sound of metal and stone.

Li Qingge added: "Mr. Qingshan, these four sentences of yours fully explain the significance of the existence of the Martial Arts Hall. In addition, offering the rare sweet potato to the human race is already an act of saints. Your achievements are enough to be compared with the saints of ancient times. Your name will be recorded in the Martial Temple, and you will be respected and worshipped by countless generations of your clansmen in the future, and it will last forever."

Her eyes were firm and sincere as she stared at Zhou Qingshan, as if in her eyes, Zhou Qingshan was not just an ordinary person, but the incarnation of a sage who transcended time and space and stood before her.

Zhou Qingshan turned to look at Mo Yanqiu, his eyes full of confusion. Yanqiu, what did you say to her? !

Mo Yanqiu just lowered his head slightly, chose to remain silent, and avoided Zhou Qingshan's gaze.

Zhou Qingshan spread his hands helplessly, with a bitter smile on his face. He explained softly: "Those words did not come from my mouth, but I heard a gentleman say them in my dream. Mr. Li, do you think I really look like someone with great ambitions?"

He paused and continued:

"My biggest ambition is actually very simple: to become a competent lord of Shengfeng Territory and ensure the well-being of the people under my rule. I also hope to join hands with Yan Qiu and spend a hundred years together so that our family bloodline can continue."

(End of this chapter)