Chapter 1282

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

Xu Ping'an froze.

He wanted to find something to refute with, but after running through his mind, he found he could not refute.

"Disciple..."

"No need to feel ashamed."

Zhen Yuanzi waved his hand: "Most young people go through this stage."

Xu Ping'an lowered his head, silent for a good while, then clenched his fists: "I want to surpass Father, but not that kind of unfilial and disrespectful surpassing; rather, I want to prove myself!"

Zhen Yuanzi suddenly asked: "If, some future day, your father needs to pay a price for the Beidou Immortal Mansion, would you support it?"

Xu Ping'an raised his head, blurting out without hesitation: "Of course I support it!"

Yu Heng Xing.

Xu Zhangqing hovered in the clouds, the Creation Green Lotus beneath his feet slowly closing, sending the last wisp of Creation Power into the time barrier.

He was just preparing to return to the Bamboo Hut when his gaze unintentionally swept below, and then stopped.

Of all the Spirit Fields on this entire star, the vast majority displayed a golden yellow.

Rice ears hung heavy, every single grain plump beyond compare; one could clearly sense Spiritual Energy flowing inside.

A gust of wind, and hundreds of millions of spirit rice plants simultaneously rippled with waves, rolling from this end of Yu Heng Xing to that end, a sight of breathtaking beauty.

Of course, spirit rice was only one part.

All kinds of Spirit Fields cultivated different spirit plants.

For example, one mu of Spirit Field planted Illusion Heart Flowers.

Petals fell one by one from the branches, burning into blue cold flames in mid-air.

After burning out, a sesame-seed-sized seed fell back into the soil.

And whether the spirit rice's golden yellow or the Illusion Heart Flowers' "self-immolation," both foretold that the vast majority of spirit plants on the whole star had entered the maturity stage.

Xu Zhangqing looked at the scene before him and suddenly recalled matters from long ago.

Back then, he was still in the Tianyuan Realm, still a Spirit Farmer in the Inner Sect.

In his hands were only a few mu of the most ordinary Second Grade Spirit Fields, planting the most common spirit rice.

Yet the self of that time was happy.

Every day squatting on the Spirit Field Ridge, watching the rice ears grow taller day by day, calculating how many days until harvest.

Days passed very slowly, slowly enough to remember the growth of every single spirit rice plant.

But he felt that to have one mu of Spirit Field as company for this lifetime was worth it.

Eight thousand years.

A full eight thousand years.

From the Tianyuan Realm to the Beidou Immortal Mansion.

From First Grade Spirit Field to Fifth-Grade Spirit Field.

And the number of Spirit Fields under his charge had grown from the original one mu to an entire star.

From a tiny Spirit Farmer to the current Lord of a Star.

"Sigh~"

"What a pity..."

"The current me is not happy!"

In Xu Zhangqing's heart, a surge of melancholy welled up.

Xia Fang, the harvest teams had already assembled at the Spirit Field Periphery.

Disciples of Yu Heng Xing's Star Spirit Grass, divided by district, formed over a hundred large squads.

The Team Leader of each large squad was a master meticulously selected from the Xu Family main lineage or side lineages, gripping sickles specially for harvesting.

On the blades were engraved harvest Spirit Patterns personally improved by Xu Zhangqing.

This kind of Spirit Pattern could, at the instant of severing the rice stalk, seal Spiritual Energy inside the grain, avoiding Spiritual Energy loss during harvest.

This single improvement alone had doubled the yield rate of Yu Heng Xing's spirit rice.

"Everyone pay attention!"

"Absolutely not too low or too high; the position must be just right!"

"Especially those still in Qi Refining Stage, try not to waste your own Spiritual Power!"

The Team Leaders were doing the final checks.

Some were debugging the Spirit Patterns on the sickles.

Some were assigning each person's harvest district.

Some were checking whether the transport Spirit Boats were emptied.

These people moved with practiced, efficient motions, all veterans of hundreds upon hundreds of harvests.

Xu Zhangqing's mind moved: "Today you don't need to lift a hand; I'll do it myself!"

As these words fell, the Team Leaders all froze simultaneously.

The Team Leader closest to Xu Zhangqing was an old Xiuxian Zhe with white beard and hair, who had worked in the Star Spirit Grass on Yu Heng Xing for nearly Three Thousand Years, rising from an ordinary Disciple all the way to Team Leader; he had seen no small amount of the world, yet these words made him Stubbornly freeze for a full Three Breaths.

"Star Master... you've come personally?"

The surrounding Disciples preparing to start work also stopped what they were doing, each one Looking at Each Other.

In their Understanding.

Harvesting is a Disciple's job, a Lingti farmer's job, a Bottom-level Xiuxian Zhe's job.

What Identity is the Star Master?

The Ninth Direct Disciple of the Big Dipper Xianfu, the Master of Yu Heng Xing, an Existence that can make major Trading Firms fight to the death over a single Lingti.

Such a person, today wants to personally Harvest?

Xu Zhangqing's voice came from the cloud tops, his Tone carrying a few points of teasing Meaning: "How about it, is there a rule that the Star Master cannot Harvest Lingti?"

The old Team Leader hurriedly Shook his Head: "No no, it's just..."

"Good that there isn't."

Xu Zhangqing spoke no more nonsense, his figure falling from the cloud tops onto the Spirit Field Ridge of the Ling Field First Mu.

The Clothes on his body automatically gathered, Cuffs tightening, the hem fixed at the knee bend by a wisp of magic power, the Whole person looking like he truly had a few points of a Lingti farmer's neat appearance.

He extended his Right Hand, and a Sickle flew from the old Team Leader's Yao Jian into his palm.

Then he took the first step, the Sickle slicing through the first stalk of spirit rice.

"Harvest Superior Grade Spirit Rice 1 stalk, Lifespan +3 days"

Xu Zhangqing's movements were Not Fast, one could say Very Slow; compared to any Lingti farmer present, he did not count as High Efficiency.

But his every Harvest reached the extreme of precision.

The position where the Sickle cut into the rice stalk was Qiao the last Spiritual Node of Qi circulation.

The Instant it was severed, not a thread of Qi would leak out.

The direction the rice sheaf fell and the spacing to the next rice stalk were just enough for the next step.

Looking at it, Not Much more, not an inch less.

"So it turns out, the Star Master also Harvests Lingti!"

"Heard from the older generation, the Star Master used to be a Lingti farmer too?"

"Tsk tsk tsk... today really broadened my horizons!"

This kind of Absolute Control and Understanding of spirit rice made the Surrounding people Stare Wide-eyed.

Before long, Xu Zhangqing finally sped up.

But not an explosive acceleration, rather a smooth, steady increase in speed.

Where the Sickle Passed Through, the golden spirit rice fell neatly in rows.

This scene, the Surrounding people fell Thoroughly silent.

They had seen High Efficiency Harvesting.

Experts could use spells to instantly clear a Mu of Spirit Field.

But that kind of Harvesting has brutality to spare, precision insufficient.

And during the Harvesting process, Qi also has a Certain Degree of loss.

Xu Zhangqing's Harvesting Way, although speed cannot compare to large-range spells, every stalk of spirit rice's Qi preservation rate reached ten percent.

This is something no spell can do!

"Harvest Superior Grade Spirit Rice 1 stalk, Lifespan +3 days"

"Harvest Superior Grade Spirit Rice 1 stalk, Lifespan +3 days"

"Harvest Superior Grade Spirit Rice 1 stalk, Lifespan +3 days"

Xu Zhangqing Harvested on one side, Lifespan increased on the other.

Initially, because of the spirit rice's Spirit Tool Grade issue, the increased days were Not Much.

But as it changed from spirit rice to Spirit Vine, spirit flowers, and even rarer Lingti afterwards, the increased Lifespan had already reached an Astonishing Number.

"Harvest Grade Six Illusion Heart Flower 1 stalk, Lifespan +89 years"

"Harvest Grade Seven Spirit Gathering Vine 1 piece, Lifespan +216 years"

"Harvest Grade Eight Heaven Earth Grass 1 root, Lifespan +1400 years"

Xu Zhangqing's original Lifespan had already reached a Terrifying "16889377 years", that is, over sixteen million years.

With this Harvest, it Directly reached twenty-one million five hundred thirty thousand years!