Chapter 1: Talent Increased Production
Chapter 1: Chapter 1: Talent Increased Production
In the dark night, a nebula of stars gathered and dispersed across the sky.
Below, a Black-winged Crow, a carrion eater, circled above a verdant Spirit Rice Field. This bird possessed an extraordinary sense of smell, capable of detecting a corpse from a hundred miles away. Of course, as an avian Spirit Bird, the Black-winged Crow also had its own pride; even when eating corpses, it only ate them fresh and warm.
With a sudden dive, its steel blade-like wings sliced cleanly through a scarecrow standing in the middle of the Spirit Rice Field, and its sharp claws lunged straight for the corpse on the ground.
Suddenly, the Black-winged Crow paused, its diving body hovering in mid-air. Seeing the corpse that was about to enter its belly suddenly move, the bird let out a harsh SCREECH. Resentfully, it soared back into the sky and eventually disappeared beyond the Spirit Rice Field.
Chen Mo groggily woke up, but a piercing pain immediately shot through his abdomen. He struggled to sit up. The next moment, a terrifying scene unfolded before his eyes. On his originally mangled chest, blood and flesh continuously squirmed, slowly growing back together bit by bit. In less than twenty breaths, the pain in his chest gradually faded, and the healed flesh and skin had become smooth. The fatal wound vanished in an instant, replaced by a lively transmigrator.
Chen Mo sorted out his thoughts. He had originally been grinding a WeChat mini-game, but with just a blink of an eye, he appeared here. The original owner of his current body happened to also be named Chen Mo, a Loose Cultivator attached to the Ancient Dust Marketplace on Purple Cloud Peak, under the Cyan Yang Sect.
The original owner had fantasized about joining the Cyan Yang Sect; even becoming a Servant Disciple would mean latching onto this behemoth. After all, as a Third Level Immortal Sect, the Cyan Yang Sect possessed Golden Core Stage Great Powers! However, although his current body had a talent for Cultivation Immortal, it was truly lacking. He had barely obtained a Cultivation Technique and cultivated diligently for five years, yet ultimately only reached the Qi Refining First Layer. With such aptitude, let alone a Third Level Immortal Sect like the Cyan Yang Sect, even an ordinary Cultivator Clan wouldn’t give him a second glance.
However, Heaven never bars one’s path. Although the original owner’s Talent was average, he was quite smooth in his dealings. Relying purely on his glib tongue, he rented three acres of Spirit Field from the Ancient Dust Marketplace and began his career as a Spirit Plant Cultivator.
Chen Mo searched through his memories, trying to recall how he had died. But after struggling for a long time, only a vague figure wearing black clothes and a bamboo hat remained in his mind. As for the person’s build or face, they left no impression at all.
"So, did the original owner offend some big shot? Killed in a single encounter?" he wondered. A Cultivator who could kill him in an instant, and even while he was completely off guard, had to be at least a big shot at the Qi Refining Third Layer! They were far beyond what a lowly Qi Refining First Layer Spirit Plant Cultivator like him could contend with.
"But, it seems he didn’t offend anyone either." Chen Mo thought for a long time. The body’s original owner was already quite cowardly; he hadn’t and wouldn’t dare to offend any Cultivators!
Suddenly, he realized something. He hurriedly felt his waist and was instantly dumbfounded. All of his life savings that he carried with him were gone! One tael of Spiritual Sand for Cultivation and three Fasting Pills bought at a hefty price had vanished. He had gone bankrupt just to exchange for these, and they were his final Cultivation Resources to tide him over until the Spirit Rice matured!
"Damn it! Can I really be this unlucky? Didn’t they say joining the Marketplace meant I’d have a stable position?" he cursed. "Why is there still danger even with a stable position?"
Chen Mo simply couldn’t figure it out. Spirit Plant Cultivators of the Ancient Dust Marketplace were already so poor, yet there were actually Cultivators killing them and robbing their goods!
"Sigh." He sighed and slowly stood up. If the Spiritual Sand was gone, it was gone. At worst, he just wouldn’t cultivate for the three months before the Spirit Rice matured. But what would he do without the Fasting Pills? Did he have to eat mortal grains?
In his memory, once someone stepped onto the Immortal Path, they could no longer touch food from the Mortal Realm. Eating it once or twice a year wouldn’t be a big deal, but if consumed long-term, the physical body would be polluted by mortal grains. Not only would one’s Realm regress, but their body would also age rapidly! A Bottom Layer Cultivator like Chen Mo simply couldn’t afford Spirit Rice, much less Spirit Fruit or Spiritual Flesh. They could only rely on their meager resources to exchange for a few Fasting Pills to scrape by. Now, even the Fasting Pills were gone. This was tantamount to claiming Chen Mo’s life!
"What a disastrous start!"
After standing up, Chen Mo glanced at the surrounding Spirit Field. He had previously bought one catty of Spirit Yellow Rice seeds on credit from Boss Wei. These seeds were the cheapest and also the most inferior Tier One seeds available in the entire Marketplace. One acre planted with them could yield about 200 catties of Spirit Yellow Rice.
Deducting Purple Cloud Peak’s fixed rent of 100 catties per acre, Boss Wei’s 50 catties for the seed debt, and a 20-catties-per-acre introduction fee, he would only be left with a maximum of 190 catties of Spirit Rice in total. According to the current prices in the Marketplace, 10 catties of Spirit Rice could be exchanged for 1 tael of Spiritual Sand or 1 Fasting Pill. Chen Mo’s original plan was to use the 190 catties of Spirit Rice to buy 12 Fasting Pills and exchange the rest for Spiritual Sand. That way, his Cultivation Resources for the second year would be settled.
But now, because the Fasting Pills were robbed, all of his plans had been thrown into disarray!
"Does this mean I have to go to Boss Wei for another loan?" He knew very well that Boss Wei didn’t hold much power himself and could only be considered a miscellaneous servant in the Marketplace. Fasting Pills weren’t something you could just borrow on a whim!
"Sigh."
Chen Mo sighed, caught in a dilemma for a moment. After struggling for a long time, he smiled bitterly and shook his head. Then, his hands formed a spell seal. Over the Spirit Field, a rain cloud gradually gathered. In a short moment, rainwater containing Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi began to fall, nourishing the verdant Spirit Rice Field before him.
A predicament was a predicament, but this Spirit Field had to be well tended to. Otherwise, if he couldn’t pay the rent at the end of the year, he would be in serious trouble. At that time, whether he could even keep his life would be another story.
Chen Mo focused his mind, executing one of the only two forms of Magic he had mastered. After depleting nearly one-third of the Spiritual Qi in his body, the watering of the three acres of Spirit Field was finally completed.
Just as he was withdrawing his power, a string of bright yellow Chinese characters appeared out of thin air in his line of sight.
[Rainfall Technique +1]
"Huh?!"
This! Chen Mo’s heart was instantly filled with excitement. He was very certain that this was not a hallucination! If nothing unexpected happened, this was his Golden Finger!
With a single thought, in the next second, a game-like panel appeared before Chen Mo’s eyes!
[Name: Chen Mo]
[Class: Spirit Plant Cultivator (Unlocked), Spirit Nurturer (Locked)...]
[Lifespan: 28/76]
[Cultivation: Qi Refining First Layer]
[Cultivation Technique: Qi Cultivation Technique (43/100)]
[Magic:]
[Rainfall Technique (Entry-Level): 36/100]
[Flaming Palm (Entry-Level): 21/100]
[Talent: Increased Production (Green)]
Increased Production?
Chen Mo’s gaze shifted to the Talent.
[Increased Production (Green): Absorbing Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi into Cloud Formation and Rainfall Skill to increase the yield of Spirit Plants. This Talent can be integrated into Techniques such as the Rainfall Technique, increasing Spirit Field yields by 20% (Can only be integrated when the Rainfall Technique reaches the Proficient Realm).]