Nuoding City.
Su Yuntao watched as the Palace Master handed him a large bag of seeds, utterly confused: "Palace Master, why are you giving me seeds? Are you telling me to go farm?"
The Palace Master shook his head: "This is a mission from Spirit Hall, instructing us to promote these seeds to the nearby villages. We must ensure they plant all these seeds by the spring of the new year.
Spring isn't far off, only a few months, and there are quite a few nearby villages, so our mission is very important."
Su Yuntao was stunned: "The Supreme Pontiff would issue such a mission?"
"That's right. I heard these seeds were developed by Xiao Ze, and their yield is extremely high. You should know what that means for these common people," the Palace Master said.
Su Yuntao's eyes widened, "Xiao Ze! I heard he even became the champion of the Soul Master Competition, and he's also the Holy Son."
"Indeed, you are truly lucky to have awakened the Spirit for the Holy Son. When I retire in two years, the position of Palace Master of Nuoding City will be yours, but your cultivation still needs to improve."
Upon hearing this, Su Yuntao's face lit up with joy.
He now wished he could kneel before Xiao Ze; he was truly his benefactor.
If Xiao Ze knew Su Yuntao's thoughts, he would definitely kneel first.
After all, you are my benefactor.
"Alright, go promote the seeds."
"Okay, I'll go to Qingxi Village first. Oh, by the way, Palace Master, has the Dean of Notting Academy returned?"
"He's back. He's truly lucky, he's actually Xiao Ze's Grandpa Xiao," the Palace Master sighed with emotion.
"Yes."
After watching the finals, Grandpa Xiao knew Xiao Ze had many more things to do, so he didn't interfere and returned to Notting Academy himself.
Su Yuntao mounted his horse, carrying a smaller spatial spirit tool, and galloped towards Qingxi Village.
A few days prior, Xiao Ze had Wang Lao work overtime to create many small spatial spirit tools. These spirit tools consumed fewer materials and were simpler to refine, which was sufficient.
One per village was just right.
The afternoon sun streamed over the winding stream of Qingxi Village.
Su Yuntao led his horse across the creaking wooden bridge, with carp occasionally leaping out of the water.
Wiping sweat from his brow, he looked up. Wisps of cooking smoke rose from the distant farmhouses, and a little girl with pigtails was tiptoeing to pick morning glories from the fence.
"Spirit Master adult…" The village chief, seeing Su Yuntao approach, walked over with trembling steps.
"Village Chief, congratulations to you all," Su Yuntao said with a smile.
"Congratulations for what?" The village chief was puzzled.
"Xiao Ze from your village won the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament."
"Really!" Although the village chief didn't know what the competition was, "champion" sounded very impressive.
"Of course it's true," Su Yuntao nodded.
"That's wonderful, truly wonderful! Xiao Ze has indeed achieved great things out there."
"Also, today I've brought you some special seeds," Su Yuntao said.
"Special seeds?" the village chief asked.
"That's right, these special seeds were all developed by Xiao Ze. Their yield is incredibly high. As long as you plant them in the spring, you'll get at least ten times more harvest than you do now," Su Yuntao explained.
He himself was a bit skeptical. This wasn't just one or two times, but a full ten times or even more; it was simply outrageous.
However, since Xiao Ze said it, he could still believe it for now. He would come to Qingxi Village later to see if it was true.
"So that's how it is," the village chief said calmly.
"Village Chief, aren't you surprised?" Su Yuntao was a little taken aback; this village chief was unexpectedly calm.
"Xiao Ze gave us some special crops to eat. They tasted very good and even led to two or three Spirit Masters emerging from our village."
Upon hearing this, Su Yuntao was stunned. It was true that a few years after Xiao Ze left, Qingxi Village did produce Spirit Masters. He had initially thought it was just luck, but now it seemed to be related to Xiao Ze.
If these crops were widely distributed, wouldn't that mean the number of Spirit Masters would greatly increase?
And they would also feel gratitude towards Spirit Hall. Even if only half joined Spirit Hall, that would still be an astronomical number.
Indeed… in Spirit Hall, the future is bright.
Su Yuntao placed bags of seeds on the ground.
"Village Chief, please keep these seeds safe. They will be your village's food then. You must plant these," Su Yuntao reminded him.
"Don't worry, Xiao Ze came from our village, so I'll definitely handle it well," the village chief nodded and called people to take all the seeds inside.
Now, the people in Qingxi Village generally listened to the village chief. Hearing that these were Xiao Ze's seeds, they all expressed that they would plant them immediately.
"Indeed, it's much simpler to promote them in Qingxi Village. Other villages won't be so easy."
…
Supreme Pontiff Palace.
Xiao Ze swayed leisurely in his rocking chair, the rice spike he twirled between his fingers tracing a golden arc in the air.
A small table beside him held a steaming cup of jasmine tea.
This was a stark contrast to Bibi Dong, who was diligently reviewing documents at her desk not far away.
"Snap!" Bibi Dong broke her third quill pen. She had just finished dealing with matters concerning the Star Luo Empire, and when she looked up and saw the leisurely Xiao Ze, she was filled with irritation.
"Xiao Ze! Can't you do some work? You are the Holy Son, the future Supreme Pontiff!" Bibi Dong exclaimed.
Xiao Ze shook his head: "I'm here to be the Supreme Pontiff, not to do work."
"If you don't work, how can you be the Supreme Pontiff!" Bibi Dong was speechless; this man was truly lazy.
"Isn't that what you're for?" Xiao Ze chuckled.
Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling rapidly.
She raised her hand and gently patted her chest, muttering softly: "Don't get angry, don't get angry…"
Xiao Ze offered a cup of jasmine tea with ice cubes: "Calm down. You're getting old, don't get angry."
Bibi Dong took the cup with too much force, and the ice cubes clinked against the cup, making a crisp sound.
She took a large, fierce gulp, then squinted her eyes from the cold, looking somewhat adorable.
"How's the crop promotion going?" Xiao Ze asked.
"The situation isn't very good. Your Qingxi Village was easy to accept it, but those villages with few Spirit Masters, or even none, simply don't believe in the yield of your seeds and won't accept them.
Currently, less than 30% of the villages in the two Empires are receptive," Bibi Dong said.
Xiao Ze nodded: "That's within my expectations."
"Not worried?" Bibi Dong asked.
Xiao Ze couldn't help but laugh: "What is there to worry about? This isn't something that happens overnight. Besides, I believe in my own seeds. Once they see other villages having a great harvest, they will definitely come to Spirit Hall for seeds.
That is beyond doubt, so next year's autumn harvest will be the best time for us to promote them."
Bibi Dong nodded, "You're right."
(End of Chapter)
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