Wang Yu

In a remote jungle nestled between Chu City and Whitewater City within the Da  Xuan Country, a thin and frail figure was leaning against a thick tree trunk.  Both of his legs were spread apart in a relaxed manner. 

This figure belonged to a thirteen or fourteen-year-old teenager. 

Aside from his unusually pale face, the boy had fairly common facial features.  His clothes were loose-fitting and a bright shining steel sword was carelessly thrown by his side. 

Demon's Diary

"With a smack," sparks flew in all directions on the ground.


Liu Ming felt his hands heat up as the silver hoe almost slipped from his grasp due to a powerful rebound force.


The earth seemed as hard as fine iron; the silver hoe couldn't penetrate the soil at all.


Liu Ming was stunned and quickly bent down to examine the ground, only to discover that this place was different from ordinary farmland—the soil was actually purple-red in color.


The roots of the weeds had deeply embedded themselves underground, pulling all the soil together as if they were one solid mass.


He prodded the purple-red soil with his finger only to find it exceptionally cold and hard.


"Kid, stop poking around. This isn't ordinary soil, but 'Rest Soil', specifically used for growing spiritual rice. Ordinary methods just won't be able to turn it," said a nearby burly man with a bare upper body, revealing well-defined muscles, who laughed heartily after seeing Liu Ming's actions from afar.


Spirit Farms