Chapter 28

Chapter 29: Abundant Harvest of Spirit Rice

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"He's called Zhou Liang, and he has pledged allegiance to the current rising star in the clan, Elder Chen Dewei." At the mention of this person, Li Qian's teeth clenched in hatred: "This Chen Dewei is truly despicable. He always followed Master's lead while Master was alive. As soon as Master passed away, he turned his back faster than anyone else. Over the years, he has used all sorts of underhanded tactics to seize a lot of our family's assets. Who would have thought he still has his eye on our last plot of spirit land, trying to drive us to our deaths."

"Chen Dewei, it's him again. How much of our property has he already taken?" Chen Mo's face turned ashen, and he gritted his teeth: "Hmph, sooner or later, I, Chen Mo, will make them return everything, with interest."

Moreover, Chen Dewei is also the father of Chen Ye. In terms of seniority, he is Chen Mo's uncle. When Chen Mo returned from the Small Cavern Heaven, those lackeys were all Chen Dewei's people. It seems that old grudges and new enmities will have to be settled together.

"Master, a gentleman avenges his wrongs after ten years," Li Qian hurriedly advised. "Chen Dewei has been operating for many years and is currently at the height of his power. We can't openly challenge them for now. We need to bide our time and focus on you and Miss Wu advancing to higher ranks, so that you can shine in the clan competition and gain the attention of the clan leader and other elders."

"Uncle Li, I understand," Chen Mo said humbly. In fact, he himself knew that despite having divine consciousness and the magical seed, his own body was too weak to confront Chen Dewei head-on.

Biding his time and secretly accumulating strength was the only way.

These past two days, he had been preoccupied with the disaster in the spirit fields and had not properly treated his internal injuries from the battle with Zhou Liang. Deciding to stay and guard the farm, he instructed them to watch the spirit fields and reinforce the traps, then returned to practice and heal his injuries.

With the young sprout in his consciousness sea, healing and recovery became much easier.

Suddenly, he noticed that the sprout looked sickly and lacked vitality.

It seemed that it had contributed too much green liquid to help Chen Mo heal the spirit fields, harming itself in the process.

Chen Mo quickly began to circulate the Bright Mystic Qi to nourish and moisturize the sprout.

However, after breaking through the bud stage, the sprout seemed to be a gentleman and refused to "steal" anymore. Each time he used the Bright Mystic Qi to nourish it, he had to guide it through the meridians to its mouth.

The sickly sprout understood that its master was actively "fertilizing" it and began to greedily absorb the Bright Mystic Qi. It devoured the Qi so quickly that it seemed to be swallowing it whole. Chen Mo's carefully accumulated Bright Mystic Qi was completely drained in just a few breaths.

The sprout then swayed as if to please, slightly recovering its vitality.

"Phew..." Chen Mo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, speechless. This sprout, so small, had such a big appetite that his entire sea of Qi seemed insufficient to satisfy it.

No wonder, when it was still a seed, it had been stealing his Mystic Qi, making his cultivation progress as slow as a snail. If it was already this voracious when it was so small, what would happen when it grew into a sapling?

Despite his annoyance, the sprout's usefulness was undeniable. It seemed that unless it was well-fed, it wouldn't produce the magical green liquid.

Chen Mo began to vigorously circulate the Bright Mystic Qi to irrigate the sprout. This process continued for a full day and night, and he didn't know how much Mystic Qi he had fed it.

Finally, the sprout straightened up, looking vibrant and full of life. However, this process almost drained Chen Mo completely.

He tried to stimulate the sprout to produce a drop of green liquid, which made him feel as if he had been raising a pig and was finally ready to slaughter it, a complex mix of emotions.

Perhaps Chen Mo's will wasn't strong enough. The sprout swayed left and right, refusing to produce the green liquid. Although it looked like a sprout, Chen Mo always felt it had a life of its own. It wasn't that it couldn't produce the green liquid, but that it was reluctant to do so, pretending to be foolish.

This made Chen Mo's will even more intense, and he aggressively pressured the sprout, as if to say, "Will you or won't you? If you don't, don't expect any more Mystic Qi irrigation next time."

Under this pressure, the sprout finally gave in, swaying and drooping its leaves, as if it were very reluctant, and squeezed out a drop of fresh, green liquid. The green liquid entered the consciousness sea and immediately transformed into a cluster of vibrant green light particles.

Chen Mo's internal injuries were far from healed, so he quickly circulated the Bright Mystic Qi, integrating the green light particles into it. As the Bright Mystic Qi flowed through his meridians, it displayed astonishing healing power.

The injured organs, damaged meridians, and flesh rapidly recovered. In just a short moment, Chen Mo stood up, amazed, and swung his fists, the shadows moving like lightning, making a loud sound as they struck the air.

The flow of Mystic Qi was smooth, and the sense of power was strong.

The healing power of the green liquid was indeed as powerful as ever, but the side effects were immediate. The sprout became sickly and listless again, even more so than before. Its tender branches, looking as if they might break, swayed slightly.

Chen Mo could faintly sense its meaning: it couldn't be overworked anymore. If he ignored its well-being, it might wither and die. Shocked, he quickly injected Mystic Qi into it to help it absorb.

After a while, it slightly recovered, but it would take some time to fully regain its vigor.

After showing it a bit of kindness, Chen Mo left the small house.

In the following days, Chen Mo and Helian Huo Wu stayed at the farm near the spirit fields. While overseeing the spirit fields, Chen Mo practiced the Vajra Fist and the Willow Fluff Body Technique.

Attribute Mystic Techniques are similar to techniques like the Flame Palm or Ice Palm, which have clear attributes.

For a spirit disciple like Chen Mo, who primarily cultivated the Green Wood Decree, practicing the Flame Palm would be impossible to master, and its power would be less than a tenth of its potential. Similarly, a fire-type cultivator like Helian Huo Wu would find it difficult to use wood-type techniques like the Soft Palm or the Willow Fluff Body Technique effectively.

However, there are many non-attribute general Mystic Techniques, and the Vajra Fist is one of them.

Thus, Helian Huo Wu didn't need to practice the Willow Fluff Body Technique.

Although Chen Mo had converted all his Green Wood Mystic Qi into Bright Mystic Qi, he still had the foundation of the Green Wood Decree. Fundamentally, it was just a fusion of a thread of the most rigid and yang Bright Power into the Green Wood Mystic Qi.

Practicing or using wood-type Mystic Techniques posed no obstacle.

On the drying ground, he arranged dozens of stones of various sizes and practiced the Willow Fluff Body Technique in this simple environment. The Willow Fluff Body Technique is a wood-type Mystic Technique that emphasizes lightness and grace, moving like willow fluff, using the wind to its advantage.

Because the wind is unpredictable, the Willow Fluff Body Technique has no fixed form, floating and drifting, often relying on the wind. This gives it a sense of being elusive and hard to grasp.

Although this Mystic Technique matched Chen Mo's attributes, it was a mid-level technique, and an ordinary person might not even master it after half a year of practice.

Chen Mo had good insight, and with the continuous supply of green light to help repair his overused meridians, he could practice almost day and night.

Even so, after five full days, he only managed to mimic the form but could not grasp the true essence of the Willow Fluff Body Technique.

However, his practice of the Vajra Fist became more refined and proficient. To break through to the minor accomplishment stage of the Vajra Fist, he would need to continue his efforts.

Unlike just getting a glimpse, reaching the minor accomplishment stage of any Mystic Technique is not easy. Among his peers, very few had achieved this, and most were already at the high or peak stages of the spirit disciple level.

Only Helian Huo Wu, at the intermediate spirit disciple level, had achieved the minor accomplishment stage of the Flame Palm.

Cultivation is a gradual process, and steady progress is key. Now that the sprout in his consciousness sea no longer steals his cultivation, and the Bright Decree significantly helps him cultivate Mystic Techniques, he was already very satisfied.

He interrupted his practice because the spirit rice was fully ripe. During this period, some people with ill intentions or beast spirits tried to take a share, but they were all driven away under strict defense.

The three of them, who knew the situation, harvested and threshed the rice in half a day.

Seeing the joy of the harvest, Chen Mo and Helian Huo Wu felt that all their hard work was worth it.

Due to the changes in the spirit fields, Chen Mo excluded the tenant farmers and only had the three of them harvest. After a joyful harvest and cleanup, the total was calculated. This time, they harvested 120 pounds of spirit rice, which was 20% more than in previous years. The key was that 50 pounds of the harvest were medium-grade spirit rice, and over 4 pounds were high-grade spirit rice...

This stunned everyone, including Chen Mo, who had not expected the green liquid to be so effective.

If all the harvest were converted to low-grade spirit rice, the total would exceed 1,000 pounds. At three taels of gold per pound of low-grade spirit rice, even after deducting the public grain to be handed over to the clan, they would still have a harvest of nearly 3,000 taels of gold.

This was more than ten times their usual income.

"Y-Young Master..." Li Qian was frightened and said nervously, "We must be very careful with these spirit rice. If outsiders find out, it will cause a lot of trouble."

"Right, we'll hand over the low-grade spirit rice as public grain. The remaining low-grade spirit rice, plus three pounds of medium-grade spirit rice, will be sold openly, which should yield about 200 taels of gold," Chen Mo said, knowing that selling the spirit rice would cause a stir. "Please take ten pounds of medium-grade spirit rice and go to Zhongling City to sell it and bring back more gold. As for the remaining spirit rice, we'll keep it for our own use."

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