Chapter 96 - Chapter 96: Chapter 79: Is This a Basic Farming Practice

Chapter 96: Chapter 79: Is This a Basic Farming Practice

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Hearing Lin Yi’s words, Su Qi Hong’s face showed a trace of surprise. He opened his mouth and said, “Junior Brother Lin, forgive me for saying something offensive. The cultivation of Spirit Rice and Spirit Grass is completely different.’

“The latter requires more meticulous care and learning a higher rank Farming Practice. You are only at the Qi Refining Level Four; although your Spirit Rice grows exceptionally well, it’s not just challenging but extremely difficult to cultivate Spirit Grass.”

“You should first plant in the high-quality Spiritual Fields, acquire resources, and enhance your cultivation level. That’s the most important.”

“Thank you for the reminder, Senior Brother, but I want to give it a try.” Lin Yi cupped his fists and saluted, saying seriously. If he were still in the Outer Sect, he would continue farming.

But now, he has entered the Inner Sect, and the plan is different. He wants to prepare for subsequent alchemy studies in advance.

He has now achieved the Perfect Completion of the Seventh Layer of Qi

Refinement. Breaking through to the eighth layer will be an upcoming matter. Moreover, as he possesses a title that increases the speed of Spell Technique progression, it’s not difficult to learn higher-ranked Farming Practices.

The Golden Sword Peak Disciples around, who were handling affairs, couldn’t help but sneer at Lin Yi’s words. However, they did not verbally mock him. A minor cultivator at Qi Refining Level Four wasn’t worth their effort to ridicule.

A little Spirit Farmer, thinking that having a little farming talent can yield Spirit Grass and Spirit Medicine, is indeed overly ambitious.

To know that the tasks of caring for Lower Grade Medicinal Fields released by the Pill Hall require at least those above Qi Refining Sixth Layer with expertise in Farming Practice. An insignificant Outer Sect Spirit Farmer is indeed too arrogant.

Most importantly, some of them were somewhat unsatisfied with Lin Yi, the Spirit Farmer who directly promoted to Inner Sect Disciple. After all, they had gone through hardships when they became Inner Sect disciples.

Steward Su Qi Hong, seeing Lin Yi insisting, simply smiled: “Junior Brother

Lin, whether Spirit Grass can be cultivated depends on the judgement of the Elder Brothers at Pill Hall. Only they have the right to assign the fields. I will send a message and have a brother come over.”

Others might look down on Lin Yi, but he, a Steward of the Affairs Hall, wouldn’t. Because Senior Uncle Zhou Yun Feng held a high position in his heart, and he frequently had discerning eyes for talent.

A Spirit Farmer who could be favored by the Senior Uncle and directly promoted to the Inner Sect wasn’t so simple.

After that, he picked up a Communication Talisman, said a few words, and let it fly out.

Lin Yi was not surprised. He had previously inquired that the Sinong Palace could only manage the Spiritual Fields of the entire sect, while the medicinal fields were managed solely by the Pill Hall of each peak. Regular contributions of pills or Spirit Grass were required to the Sect’s main storage.

Though he could ask Zhou Yun Feng for help and perhaps directly obtain a Medicinal Field, that would make him seem overly incompetent.

Moreover, he was self-aware; the relationship with Zhou Yun Feng was merely that between the Sinong Palace and a Spirit Farmer. Most importantly, he had the ability to farm and make talismans, which had won some admiration. He didn’t think he could casually ask for help or request items.

After a while, a Qi Refinement Monk at the Perfect Completion who was covered in dust hurried to the Affairs Hall. He was middle-aged and still smelled of medicinal herbs.

After his arrival, he asked impatiently, “Junior Brother Su, I was preparing to perform Alchemy. Why did you send a Sound Transmission Talisman? Who wants to plant in the Medicinal field?”

At that moment, Su Qi Hong pointed to Lin Yi and briefly explained to the cultivator, “Elder Brother Wu, Junior Brother Lin Yi here wants to plant in the Medicinal Field. He was the Outer Sect’s best Spirit Rice farmer, whose quantity and quality were both ranked first. He was rewarded by the Senior Uncle and promoted to be an Inner Sect Spirit Farmer. He wants to try planting in the Medicinal Field.”

Elder Brother Wu couldn’t help but look at Lin Yi, “Oh, that first-ranked Spirit

Farmer from the Outer Sect, who could increase the output and quality of Spirit

Rice by one and a half times, indeed has talent.”

Having said that, he shook his head, “However, there’s a significant difference between Spirit Rice and Spirit Grass. It’s not as simple as you imagine. You should first cultivate Spirit Field and enhance your cultivation.”

At this time, a cultivator who was watching the excitement laughed and said, “Elder Brother Wu, Junior Brother Lin has been insisting on giving it a try. Why don’t you examine whether he has the ability to cultivate Spirit Grass? That way, he can realize his limitations. Otherwise, he will probably remain unconvinced.”

“What are you clamoring about here? Get lost.” Elder Brother Wu said somewhat irritably, and those who were watching the excitement quickly left laughing.

After a moment of thought, he looked at Lin Yi and said, “Well, let’s see first how you use your basic farming spell, the Cloud Rain Technique.”

At this moment, the cultivators who had retreated to the entrance to watch the spectacle all leaned in, ready to see if this presumptuous newcomer could gain approval.

Lin Yi nodded slightly, switched to the title of [Little Farmer], and cast the Cloud Rain Technique at the Great Perfection level. Immediately, a huge grey cloud materialized in mid-air, flickering with thunder and lightning.

The area of this cloud was over a hundred square meters, occupying more than half of the not-so-large Affairs Hall. It was about one-sixth of an acre, meaning that only six casts of this spell would be needed for an entire acre.

“Stop, stop…” Seeing this gigantic cloud, Elder Brother Wu showed a look of shock on his face. He hurriedly dispelled it with his spiritual power and waved his hand, saying, “Let’s move outside. If it rains from this, it could flood the Affairs Hall.”

Witnessing this, the Inner Sect disciples who were watching were all taken aback. A basic farming spell could actually produce such a large cloud, and it even had flickering thunder and lightning. They wondered if they were seeing things.

Behind the crowd, Su Qi Hong had a smile on his face. As expected, he had guessed correctly. How could anyone targeted by the great senior uncle be a common man?

Arriving in the plaza of Golden Sword Peak, Elder Brother Wu said, “Alright,

Junior Brother Lin, you can use your Cloud Rain Technique now.”

Lin Yi activated his spiritual power and once again cast the Cloud Rain Technique at the Great Perfection level. He had the same idea as before. This farming spell didn’t need to be concealed. The higher the level, the more people would overlook it because there was no threat.

A huge cloud appeared in mid-air, showing signs of thunder and lightning activity. After a while, it began to rain.

This scene caught the attention of people around the Golden Sword Plaza. When they learned this was the basic farming spell, Cloud Rain Technique, they found it hard to believe.

“No way, this is the Cloud Rain Technique, there’s even lightning.”

“If I hadn’t seen this disciple cast it myself, I would’ve thought it had been casually summoned by one of the Foundation Building cultivators.”

“This must be the disciple who managed to grow into the Inner Sect. No wonder the Spirit Rice has such a good yield. His farming spell is perfected, even if his cultivation level is only at Qi Refining Level Four.”

“Although he has perfected the farming spell, he’s still just a farmer. This disciple has confused priorities.”

“With lower-grade spiritual roots, and being from the Outer Sect Farmer, I didn’t expect he could get into the Inner Sect. His hardships have turned into sweet gain.”

“Sweet gain? This disciple still wants to farm, only now it’s for medicinal fields.’

“He doesn’t focus on improving his cultivation level, just wants to farm medicines. It seems like he really wants to be a farmer for life.”

The cultivators who understood what was happening, couldn’t help but shake their heads and laugh. They lost interest in watching Lin Yi.

The Golden Core Real Person is the number one fighter of the Liu Yun Sect, known for his unmatched swordsmanship. Therefore, at Golden Sword Peak, there are regular competitions among his disciples. They volunteer to participate and can earn extra cultivation resources based on their rankings. Hence, the competition is fierce.

In their view, this disciple who farms has no threat at all.

Elder Brother Wu, standing to one side, showed a strange look on his face when he saw this cloud. He took out a cup, caught some rainwater in it, and directly poured it into his mouth, feeling a bit surprised and pleased.

He waved at Lin Yi and praised, “Junior Brother Lin, you can stop now. Your Cloud Rain Technique is really extraordinary. I’ve never seen anyone able to cultivate a basic farming spell to this level.”

“The spiritual nourishment it contains is shocking. It’s almost comparable to the higher level spell, Spring Rain Transformation. You truly have a knack for farming..”