Chapter 5: Longevity: My Steady Farming Cultivation Method — Chapter 5: Assessment Holds No Difficulty, Making Things Difficult Res

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

Three months passed in the blink of an eye.

The Spirit Fields welcomed the third quarter assessment.

As long as each mu of First Grade Spirit Field yields reaches or exceeds a thousand catties.

One can become a Formal Disciple, thoroughly joining the 【Dongting Immortal Sect】.

Everyone got up early in the morning.

One after another they stood on the Spirit Field Ridges waiting.

Watching as Zhang Er, who was conducting the assessment, had yet to arrive.

Xu Zhangqing sat cross-legged, attempting to cultivate.

Over the past two months, relying on the powerful effect of the third layer of the 【Changqing Jue】.

The Spiritual Power within his body had already grown to five strands, distributed across his four limbs and lumbar vertebrae.

The effect this brought was obvious.

He no longer needed to touch each Spirit Plant individually to check their condition.

He only needed to release his Spiritual Power, and it could envelop a five-meter range.

Easily understanding the condition of the Spirit Plants.

Even predicting changes within three days.

Unfortunately, during the harvest stage the Wood Spirit Qi content was extremely thin.

After trying many times, he found it too slow, and ultimately had to give up.

"Fortunately, the focus this time is not Spiritual Power." Xu Zhangqing then looked toward the Spirit Fields ahead.

These three months, under his meticulous care.

The Spirit Rice grew exceptionally well.

Every single grain of rice was especially plump.

Golden rice ears swayed in the wind, rippling in concentric circles.

Watching them put him in a pleasant mood, the corner of his mouth unconsciously curling up.

"The assessment people have arrived!"

"Zhang Er and Senior Brother Li Sancai have both come!"

"The third person is quite unfamiliar!"

Not long after, Zhang Er, Li Sancai, and the newly arrived Formal Disciple appeared before everyone.

"Various positions, this is Senior Brother Luo from the Spirit Beast Valley!" Zhang Er introduced while his gaze swept across.

It quickly locked onto Xu Zhangqing.

He originally thought the other party would be nervous.

But instead discovered.

Compared to the others, this fellow was actually very calm.

Could it be he has resigned himself to his fate?

"Senior Brother Luo!" Xu Zhangqing and the others bowed respectfully.

Luo Bucheng said blandly: "Various Junior Brothers, this time I will be the one to weigh the Spirit Rice for everyone."

He casually flicked his sleeve, and a ring flew out from inside.

After spinning "whirring" in the air for several circles.

The next second, a mass of golden shadow leaped out from within.

Then at extreme speed it both landed and swelled.

With a "bang", a huge golden toad appeared on the Spirit Field Ridge.

Its whole body shone with golden light, and on its back were even round, rolling golden beads.

"Spirit Beast!" Xu Zhangqing, like the surrounding people, subconsciously took a step back upon seeing this.

Luo Bucheng explained: "Everyone harvest on your own; after finishing, call out, and Golden Adult will automatically swallow the Spirit Rice you cut down into his stomach, and then we will know how many catties of Spirit Rice were produced."

"Understood!" Everyone exclaimed in amazement while nodding.

Xu Zhangqing felt a trace of rejoicing in his heart.

Because the person conducting the assessment last time was a Metal Spirit Root Disciple.

They didn't need everyone to lift a hand; with a casual wave, they settled it in minutes.

If it were still him, then this time I would have no way to harvest lifespan.

Zhang Er couldn't be bothered to waste words, urging impatiently: "Begin."

Immediately, all the Outer Disciples being assessed picked up their sickles.

One after another they began to move.

Xu Zhangqing was even the most hardworking one.

【Harvest "High-quality Spirit Rice" 1 stalk, Lifespan +3 days】

【Harvest "High-quality Spirit Rice" 1 stalk, Lifespan +3 days】

【Harvest "High-quality Spirit Rice" 1 stalk, Lifespan +3 days】

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x99

x999

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Every time the prompt sounded, Xu Zhangqing was very excited.

If not for worrying about being suspected by others.

He would have harvested all the spirit rice without resting.

But to keep a low profile, he was therefore at the same level as the surrounding people.

Zhang Er asked with a half-smile: "Dao Friend Luo, how many people do you think will be promoted this time?"

Luo Bucheng pondered: "Three hundred people are being assessed this time; being able to have ten promoted would be quite good."

"What about you, Dao Friend Li?" Zhang Er then looked toward the spirit field's resident guard on the other side.

Li Sancai replied: "Four or five, perhaps."

Zhang Er occasionally came once.

Luo Bucheng only came over during the assessment.

Compared to the other two, he understood the situation of the spirit field best.

He often patrolled in private, so naturally knew who might pass and who could not.

"Who?" Zhang Er was very curious.

"Lin An counts as one." Li Sancai shrugged.

Zhang Er raised his eyebrows: "I remember this fellow; he only has one assessment chance left."

I heard that recently, he actually found a Earth Spirit Root Disciple and a Water Spirit Root Disciple to cooperate?

You must know, the spirit field is very far from the Spiritual Vein and the Water Pavilion.

And coming to the door also requires looking at people's expressions.

Originally, this Lin An had also been targeted by him.

He had probed in private several times.

Originally thought the other party would agree and become a Tenant Farmer.

Unexpectedly, he actually found another path, even said to have gone to an extreme.

"Not bad." Li Sancai nodded slightly.

Zhang Er asked again: "Any others?"

"There's also..." Li Sancai's gaze had already locked onto Xu Zhangqing, but seemed to remember something, and after glancing at Zhang Er with a fierce gaze beside him, he shook his head: "Let's wait for the final results."

The underhanded dealings the other party did in private, he was very clear about in his heart.

In fact, every Formal Disciple who received an assessment task would do this.

This kind of exploitation had almost become an unwritten rule in the spirit field; everyone tacitly accepted it.

Time passed quickly.

Those who finished harvesting successively called the Golden Toad.

"Xu Yuan, seven hundred jin of spirit rice, assessment failure!"

"Zhang Bensan, eight hundred jin of spirit rice, assessment failure!"

"Zhao Ziyao, one thousand jin of spirit rice, assessment success!"

Three hundred people assessed, from sunrise continuing until dusk.

Seeing that the sky was late, finally only three people remained.

Among them included Xu Zhangqing and Lin An.

Actually, harvesting had long ended.

Mainly because queuing took too much time.

"It's my turn." Lin An looked at the approaching Golden Toad, his breathing becoming hurried.

Zhang Er teased with a half-smile: "Junior Brother Lin, you went to great trouble finding Earth Spirit Root and Water Spirit Root Disciples to help; isn't assessment success a sure thing?"

"Uh." Lin An's expression changed slightly upon hearing this, and he lowered his head, not daring to look at the other party.

At this time, the Golden Toad had already approached.

It quickly extended its golden tongue, and with a whoosh rolled the spirit rice into its mouth.

Not long after, the golden beads on its back swelled up one by one.

Until eleven beads before it ended.

Luo Bucheng said in a loud voice: "Eleven golden beads represent one thousand one hundred jin of spirit rice, assessment success!"

"Finally... wuwuwu!" Lin An knelt on the ground upon hearing this, the whole person weeping uncontrollably.

In order to become a Formal Disciple.

He gave up fifty percent of his future harvest.

If he failed, the consequences would be unthinkable.

Fortunately, he succeeded.

"Congratulations." Xu Zhangqing felt the same way.

"The next one is..." Zhang Er looked at the remaining two people.

"It's my turn!" At this time, another person stepped forward first.

"Zhao Ying, right?" Zhang Er remembered this person, because they had chatted in private.

Zhao Ying said meaningfully: "Senior Brother Zhang, I agree."

"We'll see." Zhang Er, however, did not show any overly obvious reaction.

At this moment, the Golden Toad rolled the spirit rice ahead into its mouth with its tongue.

The golden beads on its back began to swell.

One after another, yet it stopped when it reached the ninth.

This meant Zhao Ying had only grown nine hundred catties of spirit rice.

Less than a thousand catties, meaning the assessment was a failure.

This also foretold that he could not become a Formal Disciple!