Jiang He might have transmigrated to a world of Qi and martial arts, but the System that he got only provided him with... seeds. 
"Hold on, System. Aren't these just... peas? Not only are they inedible, but I'm supposed to throw them far, far away?" 

Everybody is Kung Fu Fighting, While I Started a Farm

Another Daemon Fox—a seven-retribution Sufferance—invoked his daemon weapons and Daemonic Pellet while burning his Dao and Yuan Spirit, bellowing in rage, "The Green Hill Foxes will never…"

Jiang He split the Daemon Fox's head with a single punch from the distance. With a cool laugh, his divine mind stretched out once again as he said sinisterly, "I, Jiang He, have come to visit the Green Hill Holy Grounds with sincerity. Here I was thinking that I would kill your Mahayana Eminences and leave after borrowing some stuff, but since all of you insist on being stubborn, every last one of you shall die!"

It shrouded Green Hill in its entirely and swept through every Daemon Fox.

Their brain waves could not escape Jiang He's senses at all.

The Green Hill Foxes, Wiped Out