I Live Forever In The World of Cultivation World
Added 2025-01-29 18:04:01 +0000 UTCChapter 87: The Maturity of the spirit rice
“In this way, even if I can't break through the bottleneck on my own, I will still be able to push into the late stage of Qi Refinement Realm.”
Recalling the contents of the Introduction to Talismans Book, He Song breathed a sigh of relief.
After a year of constant study, he had completely comprehended the entire text.
Low-grade Thick Earth Talisman, mid-grade Thick Earth Talisman, high-grade Thick Earth Talisman.
Low-grade Golden Sword Talisman, mid-grade Golden Sword Talisman, high-grade Golden Sword Talisman.
Low-grade Swift Step Talisman, mid-grade Swift Step Talisman, high-grade Swift Step Talisman.
He Song had fully grasped the methods of crafting all these talismans.
In terms of inscribing the talisman scripts, he had mentally rehearsed the process thousands of times.
Next, all he needed to do was spend spirit stones to purchase talisman paper and ink, start crafting talismans, and continuously improve his success rate through practice.
Once his success rate reached a sufficient level, He Song would publicly declare himself as a talisman master.
At that point, it would finally be time to sell his spirit rice in exchange for a vast amount of spirit stones!
Fortunately, a year ago, He Song had already purchased a talisman brush, a stack of talisman paper, and a small bottle of talisman ink.
These materials would allow him to draw ten talismans.
Regardless of whether he succeeded or failed, He Song would need to purchase more supplies to continue honing his talisman crafting skills.
However, now was not the time to focus on talisman crafting.
There were more pressing matters to attend to after leaving seclusion.
Standing up, He Song opened the door and made his way toward the marketplace area.
Walking through the streets of the Immortal Market, his gaze swept around, and he couldn't help but feel that the number of people in the market seemed to have increased.
After a brief moment of thought, he realized it was no illusion.
Every year, quite a few level one Qi Refinement Realm cultivators arrived from the mortal world.
Although the number of cultivators in the market was still not as high as it had been in the past, it was significantly better compared to the dark days after the evil cultivators' rampage.
Reflecting on the past, a trace of melancholy flashed in He Song’s eyes.
It had been ten years since that fateful year when True Master Chengshan left to assist at the Crimson Spirit Gold Mine, leading to the evil cultivators' attack on the market.
And for He Song, it had been fifteen years since he came to this world.
When he first transmigrated, his former self was merely an eighteen-year-old level one Qi Refinement Realm novice cultivator.
But now...
Doing the math, he realized he was already thirty-three years old.
Fifteen years...
Step by step, with extreme caution, he had grown from an eighteen-year-old novice to a thirty-three-year-old level six Qi Refinement Realm cultivator.
Only he knew how difficult that journey had been.
He had faced life-and-death crises several times, and though his caution had saved him each time, the dangers of this world were undeniably real.
Without sufficient vigilance, he might have died many times over.
From now on, he needed to remain even more alert. Only then could he continue his cultivation journey safely and steadily.
Perhaps, after countless years, when he looked back, he would find that he had become invincible in this world.
Shaking his head to dispel such lofty dreams, He Song continued walking forward.
His purpose in coming to the marketplace today was to purchase a storage bag.
Storage bags came in various grades and functions, and he needed one that could better suit his needs.
Small storage bags, like the one He Song currently owned, had the smallest capacity and were the cheapest. They could be purchased for only 100 spirit stones.
Large storage bags, on the other hand, had ten times the capacity of small ones, but they were expensive—costing 1,000 spirit stones each.
In addition to these two types commonly used by Qi Refinement Realm cultivators, there was another type: the cargo storage bag.
The difference between a cargo storage bag and an ordinary storage bag was that cargo bags were generally much larger and not convenient to carry around.
Ordinary storage bags were usually about the size of three fingers, making them easy to carry.
However, the smallest cargo storage bag was already ten times the size of a regular bag.
With a larger physical size, its internal capacity was naturally much greater as well.
The smallest cargo storage bag had ten times the space of a small ordinary storage bag.
Since they were inconvenient to carry, their price was relatively lower. A small cargo storage bag cost the same as an ordinary small bag—just 100 spirit stones.
Meanwhile, a large cargo storage bag cost 1,000 spirit stones.
This time, He Song had come with the intent of purchasing a small cargo storage bag.
His current small storage bag was far too limited in space and couldn't possibly hold the 10,000 catties of spirit rice from his farmlands.
To harvest his spirit rice, he had to save up an entire year’s worth of earnings just to purchase a small cargo storage bag.
Even though the cargo storage bag was inconvenient to carry, it was the only viable option.
A large storage bag, which would have been easier to carry, was far too expensive at 1,000 spirit stones—something He Song simply couldn't afford at the moment.
Arriving at the stall specializing in storage bags, He Song spent 100 spirit stones to purchase a small cargo storage bag.
Holding the bag in his hands, he had to exert some effort to stuff it into his sleeve.
It was indeed quite large.
And not very easy to carry around.
The soft, bulging shape in his sleeve would certainly attract attention.
But...
None of that mattered.
All he needed was a place to store the 10,000 catties of spirit rice and keep it safe.
Once he became a talisman master and his spirit stone reserves increased, he could always replace it later.
Leaving the marketplace, He Song quickly returned home.
Without hesitation, he cast Earth Burrowing Technique and Aura Concealment Technique, swiftly heading towards his hidden spirit farmland.
Several hours later...
In a shadowy corner of the spirit farmland valley, He Song’s head cautiously emerged.
A glimmer of spiritual light flashed in his eyes as he scanned his surroundings. Only after confirming that no traces of intruders were present did he finally relax and step into the valley.
Despite seeing no signs of other cultivators, He Song kept two mid-grade Thick Earth Talismans clutched in his hand—just in case he was ambushed.
Approaching his ten-acre spirit farmland, he looked up and was immediately greeted by a vast sea of golden rice stalks.
The golden-hued spirit rice swayed in the gentle breeze, the weight of the ripe grains bending the stalks, making them appear as if they were about to collapse.
Each grain of rice was plump and full, with traces of spiritual energy circulating within—just the sight of it filled him with joy.
Seeing this, a flash of excitement flickered across He Song’s face.
10,000 catties of spirit rice!
1,000 spirit stones!
It was finally his!
However, He Song swiftly retrieved 30 spirit stones from his bag.
With a series of hand seals and incantations, the stones transformed into streaks of flowing light, pouring into the six formation bases that operated in the area.
Four Spirit Gathering Formations, one Maze Formation, and one Five Elements Formation.
Maintaining these formations required a fixed annual cost of 30 spirit stones, which was non-negotiable.
But...
The spirit farmlands produced an astonishing 10,000 catties of rice per year, valued at 1,000 spirit stones, a return that was practically unheard of.
Even He Song, after transmigrating to this world and meticulously calculating all his earnings over the past fifteen years, wasn't sure if he had accumulated 1,000 spirit stones in total.
This harvest was worth more than his entire fifteen years of income.