Chapter 16: Premium Beast Fang Rice

The spring rain brings dawn’s light, the mountains and rivers dressed in deep green.

With the new year’s spring arrived, Qin Ming had long since sown the first season’s Jin Ling rice.

After a month, tender sprouts had emerged across four mu of spiritual fields.

【Name】: Jin Ling Rice 【Term】: Accelerated Maturation (Maturity 3%)

【Name】: Jin Ling Rice 【Term】: Weak Magic Power (Maturity 3%)

Qin Ming stared at these two terms appearing on his spiritual field, his heart surging with excitement! Three months from now, when this season’s spiritual rice matures, he will harvest one “Accelerated Maturation” term and one “Weak Magic Power” term.

This means he can harvest a batch of Beast Fang Rice ahead of schedule! Life as a spiritual farmer is dull and monotonous.

Every day, Qin Ming either tends to his spiritual fields or devotes himself entirely to cultivation.

In his spiritual sea, four white leaf-like terms of “Weak Magic Power” lay still.

If Qin Ming used these four “Weak Magic Power” terms, they would equal a year’s worth of hard cultivation.

But Qin Ming did not do so—he knew the magic power he lacked to break through to Qi Refining fourth layer was far more than a little.

This amount of magic power was like a drop in the ocean for him now.

Better to keep it, for unforeseen needs.

Near the spiritual fields.

A green magic sword, under Qin Ming’s spiritual power, flipped and darted through the air, performing various acrobatic maneuvers.

Shii-shii-shii! This was the basic Spell of Object Manipulation, practiced by most cultivators.

But in the past, Qin Ming was so poor he couldn’t even afford the lowest-grade inferior magic sword—he couldn’t even practice if he wanted to.

Times have changed; now he could finally indulge in the thrill of flying swords.

Flash! Under Qin Ming’s control, the Green Spirit Sword sliced through a green arc and struck a nearby boulder.

It cleanly sheared off a small chunk.

“Hmm, not bad to use, but the flow of spiritual power is still stiff, not smooth enough,” Qin Ming muttered as he recalled the Green Spirit Sword, wiping it with a cloth.

His mind often replayed the scene of Gu Zhishi of Lingyu Sect unleashing a crimson flying sword to slice through a monkey.

That was true fluidity and grace.

Of course.

Qin Ming’s inferior magic sword was like a toy compared to Gu Zhishi’s flying sword.

Gu Zhishi’s sword was at least a high-grade magic artifact.

There was no comparison.

Moreover, such high-grade artifacts often came paired with corresponding sword arts, multiplying their power exponentially.

With his current wealth and cultivation realm, Qin Ming could only dream of it.

Putting away the Green Spirit Sword, Qin Ming practiced the Beast Taming Spell for a while longer.

Without the “Beast Taming Spell” term, this technique was truly difficult to perform.

Though hard to master,

as a spiritual farmer, Qin Ming would never abandon cultivating such a spiritual plant technique.

After all, it had saved his life last time—he might need it again.

Beyond the slope, several mu of spiritual fields could not rely on others—he must guard them himself.

Time flew by.

Another three months passed.

The rice had matured.

Since Qin Ming’s cultivation broke through to Qi Refining third layer, and his Intermediate Spiritual Rain Spell grew increasingly proficient,

his quarterly rice yield showed a steady upward trend.

This season, besides harvesting the “Accelerated Maturation” and “Weak Magic Power” white terms,

he also reaped over eleven shi of spiritual rice.

After paying taxes, he still had over three hundred and ninety jin left.

Adding this to last year’s harvest, Qin Ming’s current stockpile of spiritual rice exceeded seven hundred jin.

He had now achieved rice freedom—eat whenever he wanted.

In Qingyang Market, the price of spiritual rice remained stubbornly high; taking advantage of the rise, Qin Ming planned to sell a portion.

Liao the Shopkeeper’s desire to buy spiritual rice was even stronger than his desire for elixirs or magic treasures.

Also, Dao Friend Long had come to Qin Ming several times, always leaving empty-handed—he’d have to give him at least some rice next time.

Otherwise, the man’s face would be too hard to save.

One evening, Qin Ming secretly transplanted several hundred stalks of Beast Fang Rice, along with the three term-bearing ones, into his small courtyard.

【Name】: Beast Fang Rice 【Term】: Advanced Spiritual Rain Spell x5 (Maturity 38%)

【Name】: Beast Fang Rice 【Term】: Quality Enhancement x1 (Maturity 39%)

【Name】: Beast Fang Rice 【Term】: Accelerated Maturation x5 (Maturity 45%)

All preparations were complete.

Qin Ming used one “Accelerated Maturation” term on the three term-bearing spiritual plants.

He figured using just one “Accelerated Maturation” term on these three should yield results quickly.

Under Qin Ming’s tense gaze,

the three Beast Fang Rice stalks grew wildly upward.

Half a day later,

the growth rate of the three plants only slowed once they bore spiritual rice ears.

【Name】: Beast Fang Rice 【Term】: Advanced Spiritual Rain Spell x5 (Maturity 90%)

【Name】: Beast Fang Rice 【Term】: Quality Enhancement x1 (Maturity 92%)

【Name】: Beast Fang Rice 【Term】: Accelerated Maturation x5 (Maturity 93%)

“At this rate, the Accelerated Maturation effect hasn’t fully faded—harvest should be possible by tomorrow morning.”

The next morning,

Qin Ming woke and stepped into his courtyard.

The three Beast Fang Rice stalks were fully mature, bearing abundant grains.

This was Qin Ming’s first time growing a first-rank inferior spiritual plant—he felt a quiet thrill.

He carefully peeled open one grain of Beast Fang Rice and examined it closely.

The mature Beast Fang Rice was the size of a canine tooth.

Much larger than ordinary spiritual rice.

The Beast Fang Rice was pure white as snow, translucent, shaped like a beast’s fang, its surface shimmering with a thin spiritual aura, its interior glowing with a vivid crimson hue.

The rice emitted a unique faint fragrance.

This must be the source of its ability to strengthen blood and qi.

“Though the quality is decent, the accelerated version is still ordinary grade,” Qin Ming mused.

Once a spiritual rice enters the ranks, its quality is divided into: Ordinary, Premium, Supreme.

Qin Ming swallowed hard, gathered the rice, and gently plucked the three Beast Fang Rice stalks.

Instantly,

three green term-leaves appeared quietly in his spiritual sea.

“Now the real beginning,” Qin Ming suppressed his joy.

He then turned his attention to the several hundred Beast Fang Rice stalks.

This time, he used one “Accelerated Maturation” term and one “Quality Enhancement” term! Time passed.

Two hours later, the Beast Fang Rice in the courtyard grew wildly tall.

Perhaps Qin Ming’s luck had returned.

Again, fortune exploded!

Among these hundreds of Beast Fang Rice stalks, two new terms appeared: 【Name】 Beast Fang Rice 【Term】 Weak Blood and Qi (Maturity 50%)

【Name】 Beast Fang Rice 【Term】 Weak Blood and Qi (Maturity 52%)

Qin Ming was stunned—each time these terms refreshed, they aligned perfectly with his next step in cultivation.

Absolutely incredible!

What he needed right now was blood and qi.

One “Accelerated Maturation” term spread across hundreds of spiritual plants weakened its effect.

Seven days later,

a small patch of Beast Fang Rice in the courtyard was fully mature.

Qin Ming could no longer conceal his wild joy.

“These are Premium Beast Fang Rice!”

【Name】 Beast Fang Rice 【Term】 Weak Blood and Qi (Maturity 100%, Harvestable)

【Name】 Beast Fang Rice 【Term】 Weak Blood and Qi (Maturity 100%, Harvestable)

(End of Chapter)