Cultivation or.. Farming?

He Yiming glanced at the transformed spirit field. It wasn't just the neatly plowed land or the new farming tools,the players had engineered a monstrosity. A seven-meter-long farming implement, cobbled together from bones and animal skins, gleamed in the sunlight. Several players stood beside it, muscles tensed, ready to drag it like oxen.

…Did they really just invent a cultivation-era tractor?

He Yiming resisted the urge to rub his temples. He had underestimated them.

Maybe I made a wrong judgment. I used the efficiency of ordinary human farmers to judge their speed, but that was completely incorrect.

Even at the first stage of the Body Forging Realm, a cultivator's strength was comparable to elite soldiers. Most of these players were already at the third or fourth stage,they had surpassed human limits. No wonder they completed nearly a thousand acres of land so quickly.

With the fields ready, it was time to plant the Spirit Grass seeds.

But there was just one problem.

He didn't have the seeds yet.

At that moment, He Yiming suddenly recalled something.

"He Yiming, put this away in your storage bag… If you ever find yourself at a crossroads, open it."

He flipped his palm, retrieving a pink storage bag with a faint fragrance. It was a gift from his past, given on the day of his graduation. He Yiming opened it, and his expression shifted.

Inside, the left side was neatly stacked with spirit stones,five hundred in total. Just five hundred spirit stones alone were already a fortune. At Haotian Academy, very few students could gather that many. Even some instructors might struggle to produce such a sum.

On the right side, there were Spirit Grass seeds,nearly a thousand of them. Not just any Spirit Grass, but precisely the types needed to refine Spirit Ascending Pills. It was as if the giver had prepared everything for him in advance.

At the bottom was a jade slip. He picked it up and examined it.

Shangqing Jue?

His breath caught for a moment. The Shangqing Jue was a fourth-rank cultivation technique from the renowned Shangqing Palace. Even though this jade slip only contained the portion for the Body Forging Realm, it was still an invaluable treasure. If sold, it would fetch thousands of spirit stones.

His grip tightened around the jade slip as his mind filled with the image of a delicate and calm beauty. The one who had given him this gift… Nangong Li.

He had long suspected she came from an extraordinary background, but now it was clear. She wasn't just influential,she was from a lineage so powerful that five hundred spirit stones and a fourth-rank technique were mere gifts to her.

But for him, this was priceless.

He sighed, shaking his head. The Shangqing Jue wasn't useful to him since he had the Azure Emperor Immortal Body, but the Spirit Grass seeds were exactly what he needed.

Turning to his disciples, He Yiming held up a Spirit Grass seed.

"Disciples, this is the Spirit Grass seed. Pay attention to how it's planted."

Beef Noodle carefully cradled the seed between both hands as if holding something sacred. The seed was encased in a transparent sphere, shimmering with spiritual energy. Inside, a delicate sprout swayed like a dandelion caught in a breeze.

"This outer layer is the Linghai. It contains high-nutrient spiritual energy that protects and nourishes the Spirit Grass. Each acre of land can only support one seed. After planting, you'll need to water it at regular intervals."

"Brother Ming, how long does it take to grow?" Beef Noodle asked.

"These are low-level Spirit Grass seeds. Normally, they germinate in a month and take a full year to mature."

A deep silence fell over the players.

Then, chaos.

"One month?! One month of real time?!"

"Brother Ming, don't joke like that! Are we just going to be farmers for a whole month?"

"Hold the grass! I thought this was a cultivation game, not Farm Lord Online!"

The protests grew louder, but some players quickly caught on.

"Wait, wait, wait. Think about it,there's no way they'd make us farm for a whole month. There must be a way to speed it up!"

Farm Master's eyes lit up. "Brother Ming, is there a way to accelerate the growth?"

"Yes. There are a few methods," He Yiming explained. "The safest way is to refine spiritual liquid from rare treasures and use it as a growth stimulant. The second way is for a cultivator with a special physique or technique to accelerate the Spirit Grass's growth."

As soon as he said that, his own expression changed.

A special technique that could accelerate plant growth?

What could compare to the Azure Emperor Immortal Body?

Realizing this, He Yiming turned back to the players with a smile.

"Disciples… the Azure Emperor Immortal Body can accelerate Spirit Grass growth."

A hush fell over the crowd.

This was it.

The secret mechanic they had been waiting for.

"This Sect Master will give you a demonstration."

He Yiming raised his hand. A faint green glow surrounded him as the power of the Azure Emperor Immortal Body surged. He touched the Spirit Grass seed that Beef Noodle had just planted.

A ripple of blue-green light spread outward. The ground trembled slightly. Then,before everyone's eyes,the seed slowly grew a leaf.

The players gasped in unison.

"…Hold the grass."

"It's real. It actually works."

"Wait, does this mean Brother Ming is basically a walking Spirit Grass fertilizer?"

The field fell into stunned silence. Then, as one, the players erupted.

"Brother Ming! Quick, we'll plant the seeds,just keep using that ability!"

"Yeah! Just stand here and glow at them!"

"Brother Ming! We'll handle the labor,you be the sprinkler system!"

He Yiming took a deep breath. He was the master of a sect. A proud transmigrator. A future powerhouse.

And now, these lunatics wanted to use him as a walking irrigation system.

He looked at the eager faces surrounding him and sighed.

This was going to be a long day.