Chapter 308

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

This wait lasted a full hour.

Rong Fu outside the door was getting a bit impatient, but he didn't dare flare up.

For one, this was Young Master Yan's order.

For two, the person inside is the Spirit Field's only Spirit Nurturer.

Neither party could be offended, so he could only suppress his displeasure.

Actually, Xu Zhangqing had finished eating half an hour ago; he was either washing dishes or cleaning, and even gave the family dog a bath.

All that fussing took exactly one hour.

Only then did Xu Zhangqing walk out the door and lift his chin: "We can set off now."

Rong Fu exhaled in relief, then pointed at the Flowing Spike Flying Boat and said: "The flying boat is faster!"

Xu Zhangqing didn't stand on ceremony and immediately jumped aboard.

Rong Fu followed close behind, took his position, and activated the Wood Spirit Power in his Qi Sea; the instant the flying boat activated it let out a faint hum, then slowly rose.

When they reached a height of about a hundred meters above the ground, it swiftly changed direction.

Whoosh—it sliced through a thousand meters of sky, flying far away.

At first the two didn't exchange a word.

Xu Zhangqing didn't ask.

Rong Fu didn't speak.

The scenery along the way was quite nice, though.

Moreover, all along the route one could see many spirit farmers harvesting spirit plants.

As they pressed deeper northward, the number of spirit fields ahead grew more and more.

Even the sizes and spirit plant varieties were almost as if cast from the same mold.

By eye, at least twenty or thirty mu.

Xu Zhangqing recognized at a glance that from here on were all the Rong Family's spirit fields.

As an immortal cultivation clan with a heritage spanning over a thousand years at the core, the Rong Family had over a hundred spirit farmers alone; even at one mu per person, the spirit field count exceeded a hundred mu.

What's more, other spirit farmers had joined the Rong Family, willingly becoming tenant farmers.

Therefore, the Rong Family's true spirit field count was far more than a hundred mu—only more.

Considering disaster events might occur, they didn't concentrate them all together.

Instead, they opened up multiple zones and planted and cultivated in batches.

Xu Zhangqing opened his mouth to inquire: "I heard this zone of yours was newly opened up?"

Rong Fu nodded while answering: "The previous zone suffered a disaster event, so we had no choice but to move."

Xu Zhangqing thought secretly: "It's not impossible that the Rong Family's excessive number of spirit fields caused the disaster event to trigger early."

Could it be this place had problems right after being opened up?

After all, with the Rong Family's capability, they couldn't possibly fail to care for spirit plants properly.

Soon, a continuous cluster of buildings appeared ahead, one after another.

All newly erected, and spirit farmers lived inside.

Some a single person.

Some a whole family.

A portion were Rong Family members.

Another portion belonged to the joined tenant farmers.

As they drew nearer, Rong Fu gradually lowered the Flowing Spike Flying Boat's altitude.

The surrounding spirit farmers, seeing this, cupped fists and bowed in unison: "Greetings, Spirit Nurturer Xu!"

"Hello everyone!"

Xu Zhangqing wasn't the least bit arrogant; he likewise cupped his fists in return.

This scene left Rong Fu beside him with a stunned expression, and he thought secretly: "Previous Spirit Nurturers, even if they didn't put on airs, would never be this polite.

Today my eyes have been opened!"

Before long, the two landed in front of a three-story building.

Rong Fu hadn't yet had time to call out toward the inside.

Rong Yan emerged leading Huo Wan and several unfamiliar people, laughing heartily: "Hahaha... Welcome, Spirit Nurturer Xu, honored by your grand presence!"

Xu Zhangqing's attention, however, was drawn to the few people at the side; he raised an eyebrow: "Outer sect people?"

They all wore moon-white robes, with golden thread outlining a rice-ear pattern at the chest, and a jade plaque at the waist engraved with a pale gold "He" character.

Rong Yan introduced them with a smile: "These few are all Core Disciples of the Linghe Sect; the leader is named Ji Mingxuan—he is both the Eldest Senior Brother of this generation of the Linghe Sect and my good friend."

The Linghe Sect, Xu Zhangqing naturally knew.

Though the sect wasn't large, it cooperated with numerous immortal sects, dynasties, and clans, mainly supplying spirit rice and spirit plants of various grades.

The sect's disciples and members were almost all Wood Spirit Roots, or possessed Wood-inclusive Multiple Spirit Roots.

And this Eldest Senior Brother's identity was no simple matter.

It wasn't determined by seniority, but by a competition called "Pulling Seedlings."

The winner is absolutely the person with the strongest talent and strength, only then can they become the Eldest Senior Brother of this generation of the Linghe Sect.

To put it bluntly, it is equivalent to the Spiritual Connection Master on the Spirit Field side.

Ji Mingxuan lifted his eyelids and casually sized up the person before him; upon seeing the Spiritual Connection Master's token, his gaze paused slightly, then he cupped his hands in salute: "I presume this Dao Friend is the new Spiritual Connection Master of the Spirit Fields!"

Rong Yan immediately gave a thumbs up: "This Master Xu is no simple figure, becoming our Spirit Fields' Spiritual Connection Master in his early twenties, even appreciated by the Grain Master and the Steward!"

Ji Mingxuan and the several Core Disciples of the Linghe Sect beside him, upon hearing this, all showed surprise:

"Only in his early twenties?"

"Such a young Spiritual Connection Master, indeed never seen before!"

"Presumably his talent in planting and cultivation aspects must be very high!"

Xu Zhangqing reminded expressionlessly: "Don't forget the purpose you invited me for."

"Ah!"

Rong Yan slapped his forehead, looking like he just remembered: "Look at me, how could I forget this matter."

Ji Mingxuan asked curiously: "What matter?"

Rong Yan explained: "It's like this, a spirit rice plant here has a problem, therefore I sent someone to invite Master Xu over, and it just so happens you all came too."

"A single spirit rice plant?"

As these words came out, whether Xu Zhangqing or Ji Mingxuan and the others, all wore expressions of shock.

If only one plant has a problem, even pulling it out would be fine.

Currently it is the harvest stage, no one would care about this bit of loss.

Rong Yan, however, indicated with profound meaning: "To be precise, it is actually a mutant rice plant!"

If it were ordinary spirit rice or spirit plants, there would definitely be no need to specially invite Xu Zhangqing over.

If it is a mutant rice plant, its value goes without saying.

Afterwards, Rong Yan called out: "Everyone, follow me!"

Everyone followed behind him, walking toward the other side.

Before long they left the house, arriving at the Spirit Fields outside.

Then they continued deeper, roughly a straight-line distance of over a thousand meters.

Next, a one-mu Second Grade Spirit Field appeared before them; aside from one mutant rice plant standing there, the rest of the mutant rice plants had already matured, even been harvested.

Rong Yan pointed at it and said: "It is this Qiansui Jinmang Rice plant that has a problem."

Xu Zhangqing and the others all looked over.

This mutant rice plant is very large; its height alone exceeds five meters.

Because it has many rice ears, it looks "lush with branches and leaves," like an open umbrella.

Its effect is similar to the Golden Rice Spirit-Gathering Rice; both have metal-attribute spiritual energy contained in the spirit rice.

The only difference is that this mutant rice plant has a larger yield and more spirit rice.

If taken to exchange, it can obtain at least nearly 2000 Spirit Points.

By rights, it should be golden all over, but now on its leaves there are strangely eerie greenish-purple light spots.

It looks extremely disgusting.

Rong Yan said in a loud voice: "Master Xu, let us see your skill!"