ongoingQin Ming transmigrated to a cultivation world but had no golden finger; his mediocre talent led his family to abandon him, and he was ordered to join the sect’s frontier reclamation conscription, becoming a lowly spirit farmer. Every day he faced a brutal cultivation environment, struggling to survive, under immense pressure. Until one day, after finishing his farming, he discovered that what he harvested was slightly different. [Name]: Golden Spirit Rice [Entry]: Weak spiritual power (harvestable). From then on, he steadily managed and diligently worked his fields, eventually becoming a local big shot. A great chaos erupted in the immortal realm, and everyone was stunned. “Is this the strength a spirit farmer should have?!” “I’m just a farmer, that’s all.”