Ming Yu

If he wanted to boss around, he could do whatever he wanted. I would continue to farm, but if he tried to attack me, then he would not live to see another day.
Zhao Hai was a shut-in until he was transmigrated to another world with a farm and taken over the body of a fallen noble. The land that the noble had was one that could not grow anything. He also had a fiance who was the heir to a principality. To make matters even worse, he was talentless in martial arts and magic where he couldn’t even learn both.
“So what if I can’t do magic? I have my farm. Let’s see you try and attack me! I’ll let my bugs out to devour all of your military rations! I’ll put pesticides in your water source and grow weeds on your land! Let’s see you try and attack me after that!”
“What? You’ll hire assassins to kill me? Try and do that when I’m hiding inside my farmhouse. Once that is over, I’ll rid your country of all your food sources! Your citizens will come after you instead of you coming after me!”
The shut-in had a slightly foul personality. This is a story of how he, and his farm, became a nightmare to the people of a world of swords and magic.

Living In Another World With A Farm

  Zhao Hai didn't expect that there was such a circle among the Rogue cultivators. He looked at Shi Yan and said,"Are all beings Slayer and Mo Ling really that strong? Then why didn't any sect take a fancy to them? What if we let them join?"


  Shi Yan looked at Zhao Hai and forced a smile. &Quot; brother Tian, you did it on purpose, didn't you? you forgot that us rogue cultivators, as long as we haven't reached the spirit returning realm and we don't have any special opportunities, no sect would pay more attention to us. Even if we are very famous in the essence Qi realm, so what? to those sects, we are still nothing. It's not strange at all. &Quot;


The start of the great tournament (1)