The Eternal Farmer: I Trade My Harvest for Immortality

“Someone is undergoing a Tribulation in the Canglan Sea?”

“That atmospheric pressure… it’s coming from the direction of Dream Island!”

“Madness! Who would be so bold?!”

Across the Canglan Sea, countless cultivators sensed the oppressive weight of the tribulation clouds, yet none dared approach.

First, a terrifying Greenwater Demonic Ape prowled the waters near Mystic Heart City.

Second, the entrance to Dream Island remained notoriously elusive.

Thus, while the masses marveled and speculated, they could only watch from afar.

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The sonic shockwave washed over Jiang Chen, yet his features remained carved from stone. Protected by an arsenal of Spirit Weapons, Spirit Talismans, and Spirit Pills, his calculating mind barely registered the assault.

Realizing its roar was useless, the Five-Headed Thunder Beast finally descended from the apocalyptic clouds. Before its massive bulk even struck the ground, the beast’s metal head opened its maw, spitting a ten-foot blade of Geng Metal Sword Qi that shrieked through the air.

Jiang Chen’s eyes tracked the strike. Channeling the spatial shifting properties of his Treading the Stars and Dippers Boots, he flickered out of existence, reappearing fifty feet away to effortlessly bypass the lethal arc.

With a sickening *thud*, the sword qi plunged into the earth. It carved so deep that seconds passed before a muffled, subterranean rumble echoed back to the surface.

By then, the Thunder Beast had already closed half the distance. Its wood head convulsed in a violent sneeze, spewing a torrent of pale green thunderfire. As the flames hit the air, they mutated into wildly thrashing, electrified vines, weaving into a massive canopy that sought to swallow Jiang Chen whole.

Jiang Chen’s internal energy flared as he pushed the Nine Flames Mystic Art to its absolute limit, drawing upon the spiritual power in his dantian. “Max-Level Scorching Sun Finger!”

A single spark ignited at his fingertip. In a fraction of a second, it violently expanded, erupting with a deafening *whoosh* into a foot-thick beam of concentrated plasma that lanced straight into the descending canopy.

The two forces collided in a blinding mid-air explosion.

Normally, fire devoured wood, but this was no mortal vegetation—it was the manifestation of heavenly tribulation thunder. The vines resisted, pushing back against the heat.

Seeing the stalemate, Jiang Chen decisively triggered the Five Elements Rotation Disk on his left hand. His mind locked onto the elemental cycle like a high-speed engine. “Metal births Water, Water feeds Wood, Wood ignites Fire!”

He forcefully cycled his Spirit Roots, using the resulting torrent to supercharge the spell. The Scorching Sun Finger instantly detonated with exponential force.

The beam skyrocketed from a foot across to a massive, ten-foot pillar of blinding heat.

The sheer thermal output instantly overpowered the tribulation thunder, incinerating the electrified vines. The beast’s wood head recoiled, letting out a low, agonizing groan.

At that exact moment, the Thunder Beast’s mountain-like body slammed into the ground. The impact triggered a localized earthquake. The terrain fractured like a spiderweb, the soil collapsing inch by inch as massive geysers of earth qi vented into the air.

Jiang Chen’s hyper-logical mind immediately saw an opportunity. He reversed his cultivation technique, greedily siphoning the venting earth qi into his body and funneling it straight into his Profound Yellow Heavy Earth Armor. The heavy plating flared with a brilliant, earthen-yellow luminescence.

Without warning, the metal head snapped its jaws open again, firing a second blast of Geng Metal Sword Qi at point-blank range. Caught mid-absorption, Jiang Chen took the apocalyptic strike head-on.

The kinetic force hit him like a falling meteor. He was violently shoved backward, his boots carving two deep, smoking trenches into the bedrock as he skidded for dozens of yards.

Fortunately, the supercharged Profound Yellow Heavy Earth Armor absorbed seventy percent of the kinetic trauma, while the Primordial Chaos Spirit Absorption Robe devoured the remaining thirty.

When the dust cleared, Jiang Chen stood completely unharmed.

Sensing his momentary halt, the earth head reared back and unleashed a deafening roar. The ambient earth qi violently rebelled, condensing into a crushing gravitational field that slammed down onto Jiang Chen’s shoulders.

Worse, the Profound Yellow Heavy Earth Armor—stuffed full of the same earth qi—suddenly turned into an accomplice. The armor’s weight multiplied exponentially, trapping him inside a localized gravity well. His bones began to groan and pop under the pressure of the heavens.

Jiang Chen’s expression darkened. Without a second thought, he activated the Five Elements Rings adorning his fingers, treating them as a fluid, high-stakes magical operating system.

The Metal ring’s absolute sharpness severed the gravitational lock on his skeleton.

The Wood ring’s boundless vitality flooded his micro-fractures, instantly repairing the damage.

The Water ring’s fluid grace acted as a hydraulic buffer against the crushing weight.

The Fire ring detonated outward, its explosive kinetic force offsetting the downward pressure.

Finally, the Earth ring grounded the remaining kinetic energy, channeling the apocalyptic weight directly through his boots.

Jiang Chen sank an inch into the dirt. An instant later, the ground within a thousand-foot radius violently collapsed, cratering under the redirected force.

Thanks to the seamless synergy of his Spirit Weapons, the lethal pressure vanished.

But the Thunder Beast refused to give him a single breath. The assault escalated.

The fire head unhinged its jaw, vomiting a torrent of crimson flames so intense that the ambient air warped and spatial ripples tore through the sky.

A split second later, the water head spat out a rapid-fire barrage of Gui Water Lightning, the black, liquid-like spheres crackling with annihilating energy.

Facing the dual-elemental apocalypse, Jiang Chen raised his left arm. The Myriad Forms Profound Light Shield rapidly expanded, its surface rippling with a fluid, mirror-like sheen.

The shield effortlessly absorbed the crimson flames. When the intense heat met the shield’s watery surface, it flash-boiled into a massive cloud of dense, blinding steam.

Using the steam as cover, Jiang Chen slashed his hand downward. “Major Rain Spell: Clouds and Rain Gather Thunder!”

Black clouds instantly materialized overhead, unleashing a torrential downpour. The sheer volume of water intercepted the incoming Gui Water Lightning, splitting the lethal barrage in two.

Half the lightning was grounded into the earth, fizzling out harmlessly.

The other half was drawn up into the artificial storm clouds, supercharging the downpour into a raging thunderstorm.

Having flawlessly dismantled the water and fire assault, Jiang Chen went on the offensive. He tapped into an epiphany he had gained while watching the autumn rain. “Autumn Dew!”

The temperature plummeted. The torrential rain falling from the black clouds flash-froze into millions of razor-sharp ice needles.

With a flick of his wrist, the swarm of ice violently changed trajectory, swarming the Thunder Beast’s five heads like a plague of locusts.

*Clink!*

*Clink, clink, clank!*

*Jingle, jangle, clatter!*

The sound of ice shattering against metallic scales echoed across the island. At first, it was a mere annoyance, but the sheer density and relentless speed of the barrage quickly drove the Five-Headed Thunder Beast into a frenzy.

The physical damage was negligible, but the insult was absolute.

Driven mad by the humiliation, the beast’s five heads roared in unison. The elements fused.

The piercing sharpness of Metal, the suffocating entanglement of Wood, the rotting corrosion of Water, the incinerating fury of Fire, and the crushing despair of Earth merged into a single, ten-foot-thick, five-colored thunder pillar.

On the surface, it looked like a simple beam of light. In reality, it was an apocalyptic execution order.

Metal to shatter defenses, Wood to seal spiritual power, Water to rot the foundation, Fire to incinerate the Spirit Root, and Earth to crush the soul. It was the beast’s ultimate strike, designed to bypass all mortal resistance and erase the transgressor from existence.

Jiang Chen’s eyes narrowed, his mind rapidly calculating the profit and loss. Knowing the fourth and fifth waves still loomed, he ruthlessly vetoed the use of his precious Golden Light Talisman. Instead, he pushed every Spirit Weapon on his body into overdrive.

The Myriad Forms Profound Light Shield took the vanguard. The moment the five-colored pillar struck, the shield violently buckled, screaming under the cosmic weight.

Behind it, the Profound Yellow Heavy Earth Armor flared, violently ripping earth qi from the ground to erect a ten-foot-thick earthen fortress wall in front of Jiang Chen.

The thunder pillar smashed through the shield and slammed into the wall. The earth disintegrated layer by layer, but it bought him precious milliseconds, bleeding off a massive chunk of the pillar’s kinetic energy.

As the residual apocalyptic force washed over him, the intricate runes on the Primordial Chaos Spirit Absorption Robe writhed like living serpents. The fabric’s lustrous sheen visibly died, dimming into a dull gray as it devoured the remaining energy—but it held.

Jiang Chen’s eyes gleamed with cold calculation. The Five Elements Rotation Disk spun wildly on his wrist. He forcefully drove the elemental engine in reverse, weaponizing the cycle of restraint: Metal severed Wood, Wood choked Earth, Earth dammed Water, Water drowned Fire, and Fire melted Metal.

He divided the invading thunder into five distinct streams, forcing the conflicting energies to grind against each other in a high-speed, self-annihilating loop.

The Five-Headed Thunder Beast’s eyes bulged in disbelief. It had never comprehended that its own divine punishment could be dismantled like a cheap puzzle.

It tried to summon another strike, only to realize its internal reserves had been completely bled dry by Jiang Chen’s relentless war of attrition.

Releasing a final, silent roar of absolute indignation, the beast’s massive form dissolved into harmless sparks of light.

Jiang Chen’s eyes lit up with predatory satisfaction. “The third Tribulation is done.”

Suddenly, a profound resonance echoed within him. He immediately turned his focus inward, observing his dantian.

His five-elemental spiritual power was spinning at a terrifying velocity. It constantly shifted states—from fine golden sand to glowing green vines, to liquid droplets, to dancing embers, to dense yellow crystals.

It was a flawless engine of creation, cycling through the principle of mutual generation. With every completed revolution, the energy condensed further. Finally, after exactly eighty-one cycles, the chaotic storm collapsed into a single, egg-sized sphere of profound, mystic black, hovering silently in the center of his dantian.

Jiang Chen stared at it, a rare look of genuine bewilderment crossing his face. “Shouldn’t a Golden Core forged from a Five Elements Spirit Root be five-colored?”