The next day, early morning.
Shen Yunxi yawned as he got up, walked to the flower bed in the courtyard, gathered a small ball of water, and after washing up, sat down on the futon again.
He Cultivated for a while, and as usual, he picked up his hoe and headed out to his Spiritual Field.
Inside Spiritual Field D6.
Just as Shen Yunxi was about to cast "Spiritual Rain Technique" to water the plants, he casually glanced at a white spirit rice plant in front of him, and then was attracted by a suddenly appearing virtual light screen.
[Name: White spirit rice]
[Rank: Unranked]
[Quality: Medium Grade]
[Growth: 98%]
[Current Status: Good]
[Additional Harvest: Weak Spiritual Power (White)]
"There was never anything like this before. Could this... this be a System panel? Sure enough, Mother Blue Star still loves me."
As a man who frequently browsed novels, Shen Yunxi was no stranger to this. Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he immediately checked each white spirit rice plant in this Spiritual Field, and saw that such a System message appeared above each plant.
[Name: White spirit rice]
[Rank: Unranked]
[Quality: Medium Grade]
[Growth: 99%]
[Current Status: Good]
[Additional Harvest: None]
...
[Name: White spirit rice]
[Rank: Unranked]
[Quality: Medium Grade]
[Growth: 100% (Harvestable)]
[Current Status: Good]
[Additional Harvest: Spiritual Rain Technique (White)]
After confirming that this change was not an illusion, Shen Yunxi's face immediately showed a look of ecstasy. He had thought that even Foundation Establishment would be a luxury in this life, but he didn't expect the Transmigrator's essential Golden Finger to arrive.
Indeed, when mountains and rivers seem to block the way, and there is no path, a new village appears where willows are dark and flowers are bright.
Shen Yunxi's Aptitude was not too good; he had four Spiritual Roots: metal, water, wood, and fire.
As a Transmigrator, he did not believe in his own mediocrity. After some time in Azure Spirit Market, he spent a few Spirit Stones to retest.
He was then told that he had four Spiritual Roots, and could only reluctantly accept this reality.
On the path of Cultivation, he lacked everything: wealth, companions, Spells, and land, as a Loose Cultivator.
As for why he didn't join a Sect to receive training but chose to become a Loose Cultivator, that was also out of necessity.
The Sect's recruitment standards here were quite high; for example, the nearest Heavenly Feather Sect's standard for recruiting Disciples was three Spiritual Roots.
Unless one obtained a Heavenly Feather Sect Disciple token.
But that was a reward for those who had contributed to the Sect, allowing their relatives and friends to join the Heavenly Feather Sect as Outer Sect Disciples with this token.
So Shen Yunxi had no chance at all.
...
An hour later, Shen Yunxi finally finished inspecting all the white spirit rice.
Then he discovered that among these thousands of plants, only about twenty white spirit rice plants had additional harvests.
After a quick count, there were two colors of additional harvests: white and green.
Specifically, white harvests included: Weak Spiritual Power (three times), Spiritual Rain Technique (nine times), Golden Sword Technique (eight times).
And green harvests included growth (four times).
"How do I get this additional harvest? Do I just harvest the spirit rice directly?"
Looking at the white spirit rice with the Spiritual Rain Technique additional harvest, which showed the words Harvestable, Shen Yunxi pondered for a moment and then no longer hesitated, directly pulling it out by hand.
In an instant, a white light cluster emitting a faint glow appeared in his Sea of Consciousness.
"Spiritual Rain Technique can be used once."
This was the message his Sea of Consciousness conveyed to him after receiving the light cluster.
With no one else around, Shen Yunxi tried to use his consciousness to touch the Spiritual Rain Technique light cluster.
"Pop."
The light cluster instantly shattered, and then he felt a gentle Spiritual Qi suddenly appear in his Dantian, clearly distinct from his own swirling Spiritual Qi.
Controlling the release of Spiritual Qi, Shen Yunxi prepared to form the hand seals for the "Spiritual Rain Technique."
However, before he could make any move, he felt something, and subconsciously raised his hand towards the Spiritual Field.
"Spiritual Rain Technique."
Whoosh.
A dark cloud instantly appeared above the Spiritual Field, large enough to cover an acre of land, and then large amounts of rain containing Spiritual Qi drifted down.
After being watered, the white spirit rice contained more Spiritual Qi, its leaves long and emerald green, standing proudly.
"It actually skipped the hand seal process, and... this effect is too exaggerated."
Shen Yunxi stared blankly at this scene, and then immediately sensed the change in his internal Spiritual Qi, finding that his own Spiritual Qi had not decreased at all.
Subsequently, many insights about the cultivation of Spiritual Rain Technique appeared in his mind, bringing his Spiritual Rain Technique close to the proficient level.
"Hahahaha."
Shen Yunxi was extremely excited, his face filled with joy. Normally, when he cast the introductory level Spiritual Rain Technique, it only covered less than one-third of an acre.
If he used it with full power, it could cover nearly an acre, but the Spiritual Qi contained in the rain would be insufficient.
What's more, there was a serious drawback: he would not be able to cast any other Spells that day.
In terms of efficiency, it could not compare to casting normally while slowly recovering Spiritual Qi.
The Spiritual Rain Technique cast with this light cluster, both in terms of casting range and contained Spiritual Qi, far surpassed the effect of his own full power. It also skipped the process of forming hand seals.
This was something that could only be achieved when a Spell was cultivated to the Major Achievement Realm.
The most appealing effect to Shen Yunxi was that it could improve his own Comprehension Ability of this Spell.
It should be noted that, with the same resources, the speed of Cultivation is related to Spiritual Root. However, the level of Spell Cultivation is related to Comprehension Ability and compatibility.
"It's been three years. Do you know what I've been through these three years?" He shouted in his heart.
After calming down, Shen Yunxi quietly went to check other people's Spiritual Fields, and found that no panel information appeared.
"It seems that only the spirit rice I personally planted can display panel information. Of course, it doesn't necessarily have to be spirit rice; maybe other crops can too. I can try it in the future."
"It's just that the probability of this additional harvest is very low. As for the division between white and green, it should be a distinction of rarity."
A gentle breeze brushed his face. Shen Yunxi stood in the Spiritual Field, stroking his chin, lost in thought.
"Now only a few spirit rice plants can be harvested, and the others will have to wait a few more days. The most urgent task is to protect this batch of spirit rice until harvest."
Having made up his mind, Shen Yunxi began the great task of irrigation again, puffing and panting.
In the evening, Shen Yunxi returned home.
Dong dong dong.
A series of urgent knocks on the door came.
Shen Yunxi was about to light a fire to cook, but was drawn by the sudden knocking.
He immediately became alert and did not ask who it was immediately. Instead, he quietly walked to the courtyard and observed the movement outside through the crack in the door.
The western suburbs of this Market were not entirely peaceful. Although there were patrols, there had been many incidents of Cultivators robbing and killing for wealth.
The small courtyard had an unranked warning Formation, which could also obscure the vision of those with low Cultivation, and was set up by the original tenant.
Therefore, he was not worried about being discovered by the person outside the door.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, it's me, Liu Sheng. Please open the door."
Hearing that it was Liu Sheng, Shen Yunxi breathed a sigh of relief.
Liu Sheng was also a Spiritual Farmer in Azure Spirit Market, at Qi Refining Fourth Rank. He lived nearby and was considered one of his neighbors.
Creak.
Shen Yunxi opened the courtyard door, and saw a middle-aged man wearing a plain long robe, with a scruffy beard and a long scar on his face, standing at the door.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, could you lend me twenty Spirit Stones? I have an urgent need."
Seeing Shen Yunxi open the door, Liu Sheng smiled obsequiously, but the smile, moving his scar, made him look unusually terrifying.
"I'm sorry, Fellow Daoist Liu, you also know that I am just a small Cultivator at Qi Refining Third Rank. After the meager harvest from the Spiritual Field, paying the rent, and buying two bottles of Medicinal Pills for Cultivation, I am already penniless."
Hearing Liu Sheng ask to borrow Spirit Stones, Shen Yunxi immediately put on a struggling appearance, saying that he also planned to borrow some Spirit Stones from others.
"Why don't you ask someone else?"
After speaking, Shen Yunxi reached out and prepared to close the courtyard door.
Liu Sheng was a habitual gambler and frequently visited a gambling house in the eastern suburbs of the Market, jointly run by several Late Stage Qi Refining Cultivators.
In the first year, when Shen Yunxi first arrived and didn't understand the situation, he had lent him six Spirit Stones, which wasn't too much, so he lent them.
Who would have thought that he still hadn't repaid them to this day?
"No, no, no, Fellow Daoist Shen, if you lend me twenty Spirit Stones, no, fifteen will do, in a few days, I'll return twenty-five Spirit Stones with interest! How about it?"
"Fellow Daoist Liu, I really don't have any. I'm a bit tired today, so I'll rest first."
"Bang!"
Without giving Liu Sheng a chance to speak further, Shen Yunxi slammed the courtyard door shut.
Forget fifteen or twenty Spirit Stones, he wouldn't even lend a single one to such a person.
"Bah, what a piece of trash. A little brat at Qi Refining Third Rank, hmph. Just you wait."
Liu Sheng, having been refused entry, spat, his face sinister as he glared at the closed courtyard door, and walked away grumbling.