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Bok Taejin was an ordinary young man who met an untimely death in a car accident—only to wake up in the body of a starving teenager in a strange world. Stranded in the wilderness, he is rescued by a group of villagers and soon discovers that he has transmigrated into the new Sect Leader of the long-forgotten One Flower Sect—a once-powerful immortal sect now reduced to nothing.

With no cultivation talent, no resources, and only a mysterious technique called the Life and Death Technique, Bok Taejin soon realizes that the key to reviving his sect isn’t just through martial arts—it’s through farming. Hidden within the sect’s abandoned fields are spiritual herbs and ancient crops with untapped potential. By cultivating the land, nurturing rare plants, and trading with nearby towns, he slowly builds a foundation for the sect’s return.

But as word spreads of a declining sect suddenly producing miraculous crops and powerful elixirs, forces from the martial world begin to take notice. Can Bok Taejin grow his sect back to its former glory while fending off enemies who seek to steal his secrets?

Armed with nothing but his wits, a hoe, and an iron will, the last disciple of the One Flower Sect is about to change the world—one harvest at a time!

Note:

1. Slow-paced story.
2. There is no female lead in this book.

Farming In The Eastern Cultivation World

Bok Taejin didn't even need to think before answering.

There was nothing in the mountain gate—aside from the main hall, all the other buildings were sealed by formations.

He couldn't even entering them, making it completely impossible to develop anything there that could sustain him.

Besides, if he really went back, he would be completely alone.

But he was used to living with people.

And if he left this village, where else could he go?

No matter where he went, he'd just be dealing with a bunch of strangers.

It would be better to settle down in Hwayang Village.

At least it was close to his mountain gate.

If he grew stronger in the future, it would also be more convenient to try unsealing the buildings there.

But before he could respond, Im Beomhyeon had already thrown an arm around his shoulders and said, "Just stay here! You can live in my house! If you think my place isn't big enough, that's easy to fix. Winter hasn't arrived yet—we still have time. We can expand my house a little bit more."

Seo Sowoo cackled. "Im Beomhyeon, I think you just want to trick the kid into being your free laborer, huh?"

Im Beomhyeon let out two grunts. "Am I that kind of person?"

Somewhere in the distance with a strange voice called out, "it's hard to say!"

Just by hearing that awkward, adolescent croak, it was obvious that the comment had come from one of the village's half-grown kids.

They were a restless bunch—after meals, they often ran around chasing each other, never able to sit still.

But they still managed to overhear bits and pieces of the adults' conversations.

Im Beomhyeon suddenly stood up with cold eyes as he scanned the surroundings. "Who said that?! Get out here!"

The group of half-grown kids jostled each other and laughed, but none of them dared to step forward.

Bok Taejin was finally getting a better understanding of the village's situation.

Hwayang Village was mostly made up of the Heo family clan.

Nearly everyone had the same surname.

Only two households carried different family names.

They had arrived years ago during a great famine, seeking refuge.

The villagers had taken them in, and they had been living here ever since.

These two families were Aunt Seo and her son, Seo Sowoo, as well as Im Beomhyeon.

He came from the same village as Aunt Seo and her son.

Im Beomhyeon had been an orphan for a long time and had fled alongside Aunt Seo when disaster struck.

He had been older at the time and constantly hungry.

During their journey, food was scarce, and he often felt the pangs of hunger even more than others.

He had gotten into countless fights just to snatch a little extra food.

Seo Sowoo had been too young to help back then, and Aunt Seo had been physically weak.

In truth, it was only because of Im Beomhyeon's fierce determination that the three of them had managed to escape the wastelands and stumbling forward one step at a time.

A Place to Belong