Chapter 27

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Fortunately, its limbs were long enough that it didn’t have to worry about this issue. It tapped the ground twice and flipped over. It shook its head and realized it had already moved far away from Lingtian. So, it spread its limbs and took large strides toward its owner. Due to its shell, it wiggled its buttocks and swayed its tail, making its steps look especially “graceful and majestic,” and it actually thought so too.

Speaking of Chen Mo, after squashing quite a few demon insects, he heard the familiar voice again. He was puzzled, thinking it hadn’t been long at all. According to the turtle’s speed, it would take a while longer. How could it be here already...

He parted the grass and followed the sound. Sure enough, he saw that damned turtle again. He muttered to himself, thinking that such a big pest was worth as much as many demon insects. However, he knew that Xiao Ba needed to be thrown a few more times.

Just as he was about to rush over, he unexpectedly saw that the spirit rice stalks Xiao Ba had been nibbling on were completely undamaged. This surprised him greatly. If it wasn’t eating the spirit rice, then Xiao Ba was...

Realizing the truth, Chen Mo became elated. Spirit beasts were indeed not just for show; they had such functions. In his excitement, he parted the spirit rice stalks and strode over to Xiao Ba.

Seeing its owner appear again, Xiao Ba quickly abandoned the rice stalk in its mouth. It knew it couldn’t catch up to its owner with its speed, so it simply retreated into its shell. After all, its shell was hard, and it wouldn’t come out no matter what.

"Hehe, Xiao Ba, come out, we need to discuss something."

"Xiao Ba, Xiao Ba?"

"Xiao Ba, come out, and I’ll give you something to eat, something really delicious."

Chen Mo called out repeatedly, but Xiao Ba’s head wouldn’t come out. Chen Mo didn’t get discouraged. He found a twig the size of a chopstick and poked Xiao Ba inside.

"Click." Xiao Ba couldn’t bear it anymore. As the saying goes, uncles can endure, but aunts can’t. Even a clay Buddha has a bit of temper. Xiao Ba, though good-tempered, hadn’t reached the level of a clay Buddha. Seeing the twig poking at it, it bit down.

Seeing the movement, Chen Mo was delighted. He pulled with all his might, pulling out the turtle’s head, then grabbed Xiao Ba’s long neck, leaving only its flailing limbs.

"Hehe, can’t do anything about you, can I?" Xiao Ba, hearing its owner’s mischievous laugh and seeing his insincere smile, its tail perked up. If it had goosebumps, it could probably fertilize an entire field, because its owner looked so... perverted, if it knew those words.

He forced it to swallow a spirit rice stalk. Then he cruelly pulled it out. Indeed, there were no demon insects in the spirit rice stalk.

It turned out that Xiao Ba wasn’t eating the spirit rice but the demon insects inside. These insects were not only fat but also gained more energy after eating the spirit rice. For Xiao Ba, the demon insects were far more attractive than the spirit rice.

Thus, Xiao Ba became a demon insect exterminator. Even though it had a good appetite, the fat and delicious demon insects made it never want to hear the words "demon insects" again.

Later, according to Li Qian’s account, although the insect attack was handled promptly, the overall yield would still decrease by at least thirty percent.

At this moment, Li Qian and the tenant farmers looked at Chen Mo with genuine admiration. To encounter such an event and still manage to save so much spirit grain showed the young master’s capability and luck.

After a night of hard work, the tenant farmers went to sleep.

Chen Mo, feeling frustrated, found a spirit rice stalk that had been most severely damaged and observed it carefully. The grains in that stalk had been completely destroyed.

The spirit grain was shriveled and exuded a dead aura. It wouldn’t be long before the stalk withered and died. Chen Mo felt a deep sorrow, knowing that the spirit grain would mature in just a few days.

He tried using his Bright Mystic Qi, slowly infusing it to nourish the spirit grain and help it recover.

His Bright Mystic Qi, derived from the Green Wood Technique, had the characteristic of representing vibrant life, especially beneficial to plants. Those with high proficiency in Wood Mystic Qi could grow spirit plants much better than ordinary people.

Unfortunately, his Mystic Qi level was too low, only at the mid-stage of Spirit Apprentice, and its restorative power was minimal. It was impossible to save the nearly dead spirit grain with it.

As he sighed in pain and regret, preparing to accept the fact and give up using Mystic Qi to treat the grain, something miraculous happened. In his consciousness, the seed with a tender leaf, which he had almost forgotten, underwent a subtle change.

A drop of tender green liquid oozed from the vibrant green leaf, bending the leaf and finally dripping into the consciousness, creating a "bo bo" ripple.

At the same time, the green liquid transformed into countless tiny particles, merging into Chen Mo’s consciousness. Using his Bright Mystic Qi as a medium, it merged into the spirit grain. A hint of green entered the spirit rice stalk, instantly dispelling the dead aura and infusing it with vibrant life.

Not only that, the life force continued to expand, quickly restoring the plant’s functions. The leaves greedily absorbed the purest and most ancient energy from the morning sun. The fine and dense roots of the spirit grain exerted all their strength, extracting nutrients and a bit of spirit energy from the earth.

Plants are living beings. After suffering a major crisis and being revived with a drop of green liquid, the plant began to fully activate every organ.

In no time, Chen Mo was pleasantly surprised to find that the spirit rice stalk, which had been almost dead, was now re-filled with grain and condensed into spirit rice. Chen Mo was overjoyed, feeling a great relief. At least, his family wouldn’t have to bear the pressure anymore. Moreover, based on his observation, the new grain, possibly due to the green liquid, was as clear as jade and of higher quality than before.

The green liquid in his consciousness would dissipate if left unused for too long. Chen Mo, not wanting to delay, after ‘curing’ one spirit rice stalk, moved on to the next.

This spirit rice stalk was less damaged, making the treatment easier, consuming only a tiny bit of green liquid.

After several attempts, Chen Mo found a pattern. The less damaged spirit grains required very little green liquid to be cured, but the quality of the new grain was average.

On the other hand, the more severely damaged and nearly dead spirit rice stalks required a lot of green liquid to be cured. However, the new grain was more transparent and of higher quality.

With this experience, Chen Mo focused his main efforts on the nearly dead spirit rice stalks. He knew that the higher the quality of the grain, the better the final spirit rice. High-quality spirit rice was at least ten times more expensive.

At this point, Chen Mo almost wished the entire spirit field had been more severely damaged. However, after spending most of the day treating all the damaged spirit rice stalks, not only was his Bright Mystic Qi completely depleted, but the original drop of green liquid was also used up, leaving him feeling weak.

After instructing Li Qian and Helian Huo Wu to take turns keeping watch at night, Chen Mo, who had been greatly drained, ate some food and returned to his small house. He couldn’t resist collapsing onto the bed and falling into a deep sleep.

He slept for seven or eight hours and woke up the next morning. The internal injuries had slightly improved, and the weakness and fatigue from the previous night were gone, replaced by a refreshed and invigorated feeling.

He carefully examined his body and found that his Mystic Qi had improved significantly, which reassured him. He realized that this was also a form of cultivation.

With the spirit grain’s success temporarily on his mind, he put aside his thoughts, washed up briefly, and rushed to the spirit field. What he saw was a scene of lush green, interspersed with tender yellow rice stalks.

Clearly, the spirit grains that had suffered greatly had now recovered their vibrant life. The full grains had bent the stalks, making them heavy and promising.

"Second Brother, Second Brother, what kind of magic did you use?" Helian Huo Wu, who hadn’t slept all night, was extremely excited, her face flushed with excitement.

Like a red skylark, she fluttered to his side, her big, watery eyes full of curiosity and excitement: "The spirit grains are all better, growing even better than before. Uncle Li said we might harvest a lot of medium-grade spirit rice this year. This is great, we can exchange for a lot of medicinal pills, and Second Brother can quickly advance to a higher stage, no, to a Spirit Master."

Hehe, this girl... Chen Mo felt incredibly warm and reassured seeing her, and said, "We’ll talk about this after we get through this crisis, and this matter must be kept secret."

"Miss Wu, Second Young Master is right, this matter must be kept secret," Li Qian also came over, full of relief, but then said seriously, "Young Master, I’ve already given an excuse to the tenant farmers not to approach the spirit field and to manage the ordinary rice fields. A small spirit field like this, we can handle it easily among the few of us."

Li Qian was loyal to the Chen family but was extremely shocked by Chen Mo’s methods. Such a mysterious event was unheard of. It also made him very excited, as the young master, who had always been called a waste, was actually so capable.

Previously, all hopes were placed on Helian Huo Wu. Unfortunately, no matter how capable she was, she was still an adopted daughter from another family. Now, Second Young Master was showing his potential, and his methods were divine, which greatly comforted him.

Being cautious, he immediately excluded the tenant farmers. Although they were honest, with so many people, the news could easily spread, causing trouble for Second Young Master.

"Uncle Li, the masked man I killed the day before yesterday, was he originally one of our family’s guests? Who is he now serving?" Chen Mo frowned, deeply concerned about this.

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