**Chapter 34: Mid-Tier Spirit Planter**

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Green Sun Market. 

Fellow Daoist Qin once again arrived at the administrative hall of the Spirit Feather Sect. 

This time, the mid-tier spirit planter knowledge assessment was far more formal than the first one. 

In a closed, private room. 

Only Qin Ming and the three examiners sitting opposite him were present. 

The examiners responsible for this assessment were three authentic upper-tier first-level spirit planters of the Spirit Feather Sect. 

These three examiners were already quite old, all elderly men. 

As they looked at Qin Ming, their eyes couldn't help but show some admiration. 

They had long heard rumors about a young man among the spirit farmers with exceptional talent in spirit planting. 

In just a year's time, he had managed to cultivate mid-tier spirit plants again. 

Even the most difficult Advanced Spirit Rain Technique had been mastered by him with ease. 

The key point was his youth. 

With youth came infinite possibilities. 

The bald elder sitting on the far left was the first to pose a question. 

"What type of spirit plant cannot be planted together with the mid-tier first-level Firestorm Grass?" 

Qin Ming thought for a moment and immediately replied, "Earth Pear Fruit." 

"The Earth Pear Fruit drains a large amount of fire spiritual energy from its surroundings, causing the Firestorm Grass to lack sufficient nutrients." 

"Correct answer," the bald elder smiled faintly, his eyes revealing a hint of appreciation. 

The question he had posed was relatively obscure, yet the other party answered it quickly. 

Not only that, but he also provided an analysis of the reason—it was quite impressive. 

Next, the second examiner began to ask a question. 

"What are the environmental requirements for growing Purple Sunflower?" 

As questions and answers flowed back and forth, time slowly passed. 

Qin Ming mostly answered fluently, and for the few questions that required thought, he gave answers after brief consideration. 

After the Q&A session ended. 

A test to identify spirit plants and seeds followed. 

Two hours later. 

The assessment concluded. 

All three examiners unanimously gave top evaluations. 

"Young people these days are truly remarkable." 

"Keep working hard; your future is promising." 

After passing the assessment, an official from the Spirit Feather Sect added another magical imprint to Qin Ming's spirit planter identification plaque. 

The second leaf on the back of the spirit planter identity token lit up. 

Marking Qin Ming as officially becoming a mid-tier first-level spirit planter. 

His status and prestige rose significantly. 

Qin Ming caressed the plaque as he exited the administrative hall, his heart filled with countless emotions. 

Three years ago, he was still a low-level spirit farmer struggling to pay his spirit rice taxes. 

Now, even the upper-tier spirit planters of the Spirit Feather Sect had to look at him with respect. 

The title of mid-tier spirit planter would earn him recognition anywhere he went. 

Leaving the administrative hall. 

Qin Ming walked along the main road straight toward the Ruan Family Courtyard. 

Moments later. 

He arrived at the entrance of the courtyard. 

Qin Ming gazed at the courtyard and took a deep breath. 

In the past, he could never have imagined that one day he would move into such a grand, independent residence. 

Looking at the red-painted gate with the words "Ruan Family" inscribed on it. 

The scene of when Fellow Daoist Ruan first opened the door for him came vividly to mind. 

He raised his hand and made a gesture; the signboard instantly fell down. 

"From now on, it will be called the Qin Residence." 

A faint smile appeared on Qin Ming's face as he nodded in satisfaction. 

He took out a wooden token and activated the restrictions of the courtyard. From now on, only he could enter and leave freely. 

Subsequently. 

Qin Ming took a tour of the place to familiarize himself with the environment inside the courtyard. 

It had already been completely emptied, sparing him the trouble of cleaning. 

Within the entire courtyard, not only were there concealment arrays to block detection. 

But also spirit-gathering formations connected to the second-level spirit vein of Green Sun Market. 

The abundance of spiritual energy here was incomparable to the shantytown or the houses outside. 

The higher the level of a cultivator, the more demanding their cultivation environment became. 

Most importantly, safety here was far superior to that of the shantytown. 

There wouldn't be daily incidents of murder and looting. 

After all. 

Qin Ming was now a mid-tier spirit planter, making him a potential target for bandit cultivators. 

Unlike before, when he was a low-level spirit farmer, penniless and pitiful, even bandits would shed tears looking at him. 

After touring the place, Qin Ming turned around and left the courtyard. 

He planned to move in tomorrow. 

The next day. 

Qin Ming arranged for Cai Laojiu to help him move his belongings in exchange for a meal at the Gathering Pavilion. 

"What? What did you say?!" 

"You're moving into the market to live?" 

When Cai Laojiu heard the news, he froze in place, unable to calm down for a long time. 

However, he soon came to terms with it. 

Over the past few years, Qin Ming had made rapid progress, leaving them older spirit farmers far behind. 

Becoming a mid-tier spirit planter and moving into the market wasn't surprising at all. 

Qin Ming was somewhat nostalgic and reluctant to throw away some large items, which also couldn't fit into his storage bag. 

He and Cai Laojiu spent half a morning packing. 

They filled an entire horse-drawn cart. 

As they were leaving. 

Qin Ming turned back to look at the dilapidated little house filled with his memories. 

Then, with a determined gaze, he turned away. 

The two of them walked briskly, driving the cart along the alleyways. 

Passing by the canal in the shantytown. 

Cultivators living nearby heard the commotion and gradually gathered together. 

"Fellow Daoist Qin." 

"Cai Laojiu." 

"What are you two doing?" 

Several middle-aged female cultivators who often washed clothes by the canal looked at the cart filled with large and small packages. 

They couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Huh? Fellow Daoist Qin, didn't you become a lower-tier first-level spirit planter?" 

"Although the rent in the shantytown has increased slightly compared to previous years, it shouldn't be enough to make you move out, right?" 

Other cultivators hearing this couldn't help but follow up with questions. "Fellow Daoist Qin, recently the shantytown hasn't been very peaceful. If you've found a good place, let us know too, alright?" 

Before Qin Ming could respond. 

Cai Laojiu, who was driving the cart, couldn't hold back any longer. "Yesterday, Brother Qin successfully advanced to become a mid-tier spirit planter, and now he's moving into a big courtyard in the market!" 

As his words fell. 

The surrounding air grew silent. 

Gazes filled with astonishment, disbelief, and confusion converged on Qin Ming. 

The middle-aged female cultivators washing clothes didn't even notice their garments being swept away by the river. 

Mid-tier spirit planter? 

Moving into an independent big courtyard in the market? 

Was this true? 

A flood of information continuously bombarded everyone's minds. 

Qin Ming gave a faint smile and modestly explained, "Some time ago, I was fortunate enough to receive assistance from a senior and obtained a spot by chance." 

Whoosh! 

With Qin Ming's light confirmation. 

In an instant, the previously astonished gazes turned into envy, jealousy, and a trace of reverence. 

The status of a mid-tier spirit planter was far above that of these wandering spirit farmers—they couldn't be compared at all. 

No wonder Qin Ming could afford the exorbitant rent in the market. 

The independent courtyards in Green Sun Market. 

To say nothing else, the fact that they were protected by second-level defensive formations alone was already enough to make these precarious wandering cultivators envious. 

Not to mention, there were second-level spirit veins and spirit-gathering formations covering the entire courtyard, making cultivation much more efficient. 

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Qin!" 

"Congratulations on advancing to become a mid-tier spirit planter! You are truly a role model for us spirit farmers." 

"Fellow Daoist Qin has great fortune and extensive connections!" 

In an instant. 

More cultivators who heard the news gathered along the road by the canal. 

The crowd kept congratulating and flattering Qin Ming. 

One perceptive cultivator cleverly interjected, "Fellow Daoist Qin, do you need to recruit a steward to manage the courtyard? Do you think I'm suitable?" 

Upon hearing this, Cai Laojiu on the cart immediately became indignant and cursed, "Damn it! I haven't even gotten a chance yet! How could it possibly be your turn?!" 

(End of Chapter) 

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