This Immortal Realm.
Substandard Medicinal Pills only have half the effect, but they can still be consumed normally. However, discarded Medicinal Pills, while retaining one or two-tenths of their effect, often bring severe backlash due to a large amount of Pill Poison.
Especially when used for Breakthroughs, at best, the user's magic power will be stagnant after the Breakthrough, requiring a lot of time to polish. At worst, the Breakthrough will fail, and the user will die like the original owner.
"Damn it, when I gain strength, I'll make sure you old bastard spit it all out, principal and interest!"
Lin Changsheng's mind raced.
Suppressing the anger in his heart, he said in a low voice with a hint of disappointment,
"Steward Qian, I'm here. I'm coming to open the door now."
The door opened, and Steward Qian, standing outside, had half-white hair and beard, looking around seventy years old. He was at the peak Qi Refining Sixth Layer Cultivation and wore a high-quality magic robe that ordinary Loose Cultivators couldn't afford.
It was said that Steward Qian was a Low Grade Alchemist, and his granddaughter was a concubine of a certain Young Master from the Wang family.
This also allowed him to often boss around the Spiritual Planters under him, relying on his status.
At this moment, Steward Qian looked at Lin Changsheng with surprise and uncertainty in his eyes.
"You didn't take the Medicinal Pill to Break through? Why are you still at Qi Refining Third Layer?"
"Alas! This junior's luck is not good, and the Breakthrough failed."
"My Aptitude is truly too poor."
Lin Changsheng put on a grand act, sighing deeply and feigning a helpless expression.
There was no hint of abnormality on his face.
Steward Qian suspiciously scrutinized Lin Changsheng for a few moments, thinking to himself,
"This kid's aura is stable. Could it be that my Alchemy has improved? That discarded Medicinal Pill was close to success, with very little Pill Poison?"
A moment later, he spoke,
"You failed to Break through, but your aura isn't chaotic? You can still go tend to the Spiritual Fields today?"
"I was just a little unwell yesterday, but today I'm fine."
Lin Changsheng's expression was calm. At Qi Refining Third Layer, he dared not expose Steward Qian for selling fake Medicinal Pills face-to-face.
There will be plenty of time in the future. When I become stronger, I'll bully you when you're old and weak.
"Then hurry up. If you're negligent and the harvest is too poor, your Spirit Stones will be deducted."
Glancing at Lin Changsheng, Steward Qian turned and left.
He was eighty percent sure that this kid was indeed fine.
"Steward Qian, please take your time."
His heart was burning with rage, but his face remained expressionless.
Lin Changsheng calmly watched Steward Qian leave, as well as the heavy Storage Pouch at his waist.
"Old man, just you wait. I remember the grudge for this murder. A Cultivator's revenge is not too late even after thirty years."
Watching Steward Qian walk away, he picked up his Spiritual Hoe and unhurriedly headed towards the Spiritual Fields according to his memories.
Lin Changsheng managed a total of eight mu of Spiritual Fields, planting Low Grade First Tier Spiritual Rice that yielded two harvests a year. Even with diligent care and after paying tribute, the annual income was only about forty Spirit Stones.
After deducting the rent for his dwelling and daily expenses, he barely made ends meet. But to become a Foundation Establishment Cultivator with this income was harder than Immortal Ascension.
Especially the original owner's Aptitude, which was unbearable to look at.
...
Not long after.
Lin Changsheng arrived at the fields and looked up to see Old Zhuang, his neighbor, working in the fields.
Old Zhuang was an old Spiritual Planter from next door, eighty-two this year. He had half-white hair and beard but was surprisingly vigorous. He planted a full fifteen mu of Spiritual Rice.
Because he had Five Spiritual Roots, he had long given up on the Immortal Dao. He married several Mortal wives and concubines, hoping for a descendant with outstanding Spiritual Roots to embark on the Immortal Dao for him.
During the day, he was a lowly old farmer, but at night, back in the secular world, he was a respected patriarch with wives and concubines in the city.
When the original body first became a Spiritual Planter, it was this kind-hearted old farmer who personally taught Lin Changsheng the art of cultivation. Their relationship was like that of a teacher and friend, and they were very close.
Old Zhuang turned to look at Lin Changsheng.
"Little Lin, I haven't seen you for a few days. I thought you found a good job and weren't a Spiritual Planter anymore?"
"Haha, I've been busy lately. But I'm here today."
Lin Changsheng said, picking up his hoe and going to the edge of the field.
Following the method in his memory, he circulated the Spiritual Qi within his body and injected it into the Spiritual Hoe.
In just a moment, a thin stream of faint white light emerged from his fingertips and landed on the Spiritual Hoe.
The hoe glowed faintly, emitting a soft luminescence. Lin Changsheng gently raised his hand and hoed the ground, burying the hoe completely in the soil, its power astonishing.
"A Divine Weapon!"
He exclaimed in admiration.
Lin Changsheng began to methodically clear the weeds. At the same time, he loosened the soil, built up the mounds, and regulated the Earth Qi.
Due to abundant Spiritual Qi, various weeds in the Spiritual Fields grew extremely tall and tough, comparable to pseudo-spiritual plants. Their thick, resilient leaves, with a little sharpening, could be used as cleavers.
Only Cultivators who circulated Spiritual Qi to empower their Spiritual Hoes could clear the weeds. Although it was his first time doing it, with body memory, he worked smoothly and efficiently.
Weeding was a meticulous task. The sharp hoe needed to carefully avoid the Spiritual Plants. Even a Cultivator would spend most of the day weeding eight mu of fields.
After finishing everything, Lin Changsheng was drenched in sweat. Circulating Spiritual Qi while hoeing was extremely physically demanding. Coupled with the fact that Lin Changsheng had never farmed in his previous life, he found it difficult to adapt and collapsed to the ground.
After a long while, he slowly got up, preparing to cast the Spirit Rain Technique to water the Spiritual Fields.
The Spirit Rain Technique was a Spell that every Spiritual Planter had to learn. It was easy to learn but difficult to master. The higher the Realm, the greater its effect on Spiritual Plants.
It was said that there were also advanced, high-Realm Spell Arts and Divine Abilities. A single Divine Ability could cause withered wood to be Reborn, blossom, and bear fruit, incredibly miraculous.
His eyes narrowed.
Lin Changsheng recalled the incantation for casting the Spell.
Immediately, he began to mobilize the Spiritual Qi in his Dantian, circulating it through specific Meridians, while silently reciting the incantation.
"Go."
He formed a hand seal, and a faint white Spiritual Qi light shot upwards.
In the blink of an eye, several clouds appeared, and water vapor condensed.
A sparse drizzle fell, with threads of Spiritual Qi mixed in the rainwater.
Spiritual Qi is the essence of heaven and earth, the creation of all things.
Nourished by the Spiritual Rain, the originally wilted Spiritual Rice immediately became vibrant with life.
Lin Changsheng watched the miraculous scene before him with great interest, filled with emotion. After all, this could be considered a low-end version of summoning wind and rain.
The next moment, his pupils contracted, and he froze in place.
A translucent message appeared before him: Spirit Rain Technique + 1.
Then, an invisible panel appeared before his eyes.
The panel was brief and concise, with only a few lines. Yet, it stirred up a storm in Lin Changsheng's heart.
【Name: Lin Changsheng】
【Lifespan: 28 / 89】
【Spiritual Root: Metal, Wood, Earth, Fire】
【Realm: Qi Refining Third Layer Late Stage: 97 / 100】
(Note: 34 / 100 Middle Stage, 67 / 100 Late Stage)
【Cultivation Technique: Qi Condensation Art Proficiency: 95 / 300】
【Spells: Spirit Concealment Technique Proficiency: 110 / 300, Spirit Rain Technique Proficiency: 110 / 300, Golden Needle Technique Proficiency: 150 / 300, Fireball Technique Beginner: 59 / 100】
【Skill: First Tier Low Grade Spiritual Planter 68 / 100】
Lin Changsheng shouted in his heart.
"The opportunity to seek Dao and Immortality!"
He formed a hand seal and cast the Spirit Rain Technique again.
Spirit Rain Technique + 1, the prompt appeared again.
Rubbing his eyes hard, Lin Changsheng finally confirmed that it was not an illusion.
"I have a cheat."
Also, this seemed to be a proficiency panel.
"Cultivation! Cultivation is good!"
Lin Changsheng's eyes gleamed, and he decided to finish his work first.
