Chapter 11: Plan

“Precisely.”

“Currently, the Beast Fang Rice is not yet mature, but it has already been planted successfully, it’s just a matter of time.” Fellow Daoist Qin said calmly.

A joyful expression appeared on Fellow Daoist Ruan’s face.

“Since there is this item as an extra, then a transaction is naturally possible.”

“However, ten Jin is a bit too little, at least twenty Jin of Beast Fang Rice are needed.” Fellow Daoist Ruan considered for a moment and made an offer.

Upon hearing this, Qin Ming frowned, turned his head, and walked away.

Is this person trying to bully a newcomer?

Twenty Jin of Beast Fang Rice?

It’s simply a blatant attempt to take advantage.

You should know that in the past, the price of Beast Fang Rice was already ten times that of ordinary Gold Spirit Rice.

Nowadays, all sorts of Cultivation resources in Qingyang Marketplace are rising madly.

The current price of Beast Fang Rice is at least five Spirit Stones per Jin and upwards.

《Hundred Treasures Glazed Scripture》 This Cultivation Technique, from his introduction, sounds quite good at first, but after all, no one has ever successfully cultivated it.

No one knows if the person who created this Cultivation Technique exaggerated it to the point of Heavenly Flowers Scattering.

And once one starts cultivating, it means constantly Burning Spirit Stones.

Even the Ruan Family, after generations of exploration, only reached the third layer at best.

Although Qin Ming was slightly interested in this Cultivation Technique, Fellow Daoist Ruan’s asking price has already exceeded his price expectation.

Fellow Daoist Ruan saw Qin Ming, without saying a word, walking directly towards the outside.

He was instantly anxious, secretly regretting that he shouldn’t have asked for such a high price.

“Hey, hey, hey, Fellow Daoist Qin, we can discuss it! Don’t be in such a hurry to leave, please stay!” Fellow Daoist Ruan quickly stopped him.

“Then I’ll take a step back, how about adding fifteen Jin of Beast Fang Rice?”

Qin Ming, upon hearing this, didn’t speak, just looked at the other party quietly.

Fellow Daoist Ruan, seeing Qin Ming’s stance, looking as if he were Unmoved, was also helpless.

‘The young people nowadays are so Impatient’

He knew this was already Qin Ming’s final Bottom line.

Fellow Daoist Ruan sighed deeply, hesitated for a long while, and his lips slightly quivered, saying, “Alas, well, this Cultivation Technique, my Ruan Family has guarded it for so long, and no one has been able to make a name for themselves.”

“Perhaps my Ruan Family’s Fortunate Fate is not enough.”

“Then, according to Fellow Daoist Qin’s words, one hundred Spirit Stones plus ten Jin of Beast Fang Rice.”

He put on an appearance of being at ease.

A slight smile appeared on Qin Ming’s face, and he said, “Deal.”

“I wonder, Fellow Daoist Qin, when can the Beast Fang Rice be delivered?” Fellow Daoist Ruan then breathed a sigh of relief and asked slowly.

“About… in two years or so.” Qin Ming considered for a moment and said.

“If that’s the case… then like this, Fellow Daoist Qin, you first pay me one hundred Spirit Stones, and I can copy the first five layers of the Cultivation Technique for you. When your Beast Fang Rice is Mature, then come and get the original of this Cultivation Technique.”

“What Do You Think, Fellow Daoist Qin?”

Fellow Daoist Ruan thought for a moment and gave a compromise plan.

“Okay.”

Qin Ming agreed with a simple nod.

Then he took out one hundred Spirit Stones from his Storage Bag and paid them to Fellow Daoist Ruan.

When he handed over the Spirit Stones, although he remained silent on the surface, he was very generous and forthright.

In reality, his Heart was almost bleeding.

He had finally and Hard Work saved up Spirit Stones.

This time, he really went All-in.

Fellow Daoist Ruan put away the Spirit Stones, then took out a Jade Slip, and smilingly handed it to Qin Ming.

Qin Ming took the Jade Slip, and using his hand, placed it against his Eyebrow Center to carefully observe it with his Spiritual Sense.

After repeatedly comparing it with the Cultivation Technique on the animal hide in Fellow Daoist Ruan’s hand, and confirming there were no errors.

The Transaction was successful.

Qin Ming and the other party only had a Casual Chat, then left the Ruan Family.

Returned to the Shanty Town.

Qin Ming returned to the ordinary Farming days.

Within one Mu of Beast Fang Rice Spirit Field.

【Name】: Beast Fang Rice 【Attribute】: Advanced Spirit Rain Technique x5 （Maturity35%）

【Name】: Beast Fang Rice 【Attribute】: Quality Enhancement x1 （Maturity32%）

【Name】: Beast Fang Rice 【Attribute】: Accelerate Ripeningx5 （Maturity40%）

Qin Ming observed these three Attributes every day, gradually moving towards Maturity, and his Heart became certain.

Over the next two years, Qin Ming already had Plans.

As long as the Spirit Field, if it refreshed the ‘Accelerate Ripening’ Attribute, he would Prepare to secretly Transplant and Accelerate Ripening a small part of the Beast Fang Rice, to use for Cultivation.

Just removing a few hundred plants, others wouldn’t notice anything.

Of course, the three plants with the Attributes must be transplanted and Accelerate Ripening.

There is also an ‘Accelerate Ripening X5’ Attribute within the Beast Fang Rice Spirit Field. With the Seed, with the Attributes, he could continue to Accelerate Ripening.

If it weren’t for the current Environment around, gradually starting to become unstable, Qin Ming wouldn’t be in a hurry.

He could still wait for a mere two years.

But the current Situation doesn’t allow him to keep waiting like this.

Although he doesn’t actively seek trouble, he can’t stop trouble from finding him.

The Cultivation World’s Current Situation is ever-changing.

Nowadays, the Sect’s Upper Echelons’ Game has begun to affect even a small Qingyang Marketplace, far away in a corner of the Cloud Marsh Wilderness.

Qin Ming still hoped to firmly grasp the initiative of his Fate in his own hands.

……

After One Month.

Finally ushered in this year’s last season of Spirit Rice Mature.

This time, it was different from before.

Elder Gu and Overseer Du Haifu of Spirit Feather Sect were already waiting in the Spirit Field early, followed by many Disciples, Alert near the Spirit Field.

Under Elder Gu’s gaze, all Spirit Farmers began to Harvest the Spirit Rice.

The sunset rose.

After the Spirit Rice was Harvested, Du Haifu began to collect Spirit Rice Taxes one by one.

He quickly completed all the statistics and Respectful delivered the Ranking Jade Slip to Elder Gu for review.

In the last season, Qin Ming’s Gold Spirit Rice Yield increased again.

He Broke Through ten Shi and ninety Jin!

And this season, Elder Gu exempted him from a ten percent Spirit Rice Taxes.

After paying the Taxes, Qin Ming himself got three hundred and twenty Jin of Gold Spirit Rice.

His total Ranking for the three quarters of this year even reached the top ten.

Du Haifu’s Attitude was completely different from before when he came to collect Spirit Rice Taxes.

One word from his mouth was “Little Qin”, and he called it sweetly.

Of course, the reason for being able to enter the top ten this time also included the factors of the recent Mad Howling Monkey Demonic Beasts Attack.

Because only Qin Ming and a few Spirit Fields remained intact.

After reviewing the Spirit Rice Yield statistics, Elder Gu’s stern Countenance showed no Affectional Undulation.

He immediately announced in a cold voice: “The rankings of this year’s Spirit Rice Yield have all been tallied, you can check them yourself.”

“The thirty Cultivators at the end of the Ranking, come with me on the ship.”

Even if the Spirit Fields were subjected to Demonic Beasts Harassment, the Spirit Feather Sect still had no leniency for these Low-level Spirit Farmers.

Thirty Spirit Farmers stared blankly at the Light Screen, one by one, despondent, they were very clear what kind of Fate awaited them.

Qin Ming looked at these Spirit Farmers, his Heart was filled with mixed feelings.

Immediately, his Gaze suddenly became Firm!

He turned his head and patted the side of Old Nine Cai, saying, “Don’t look, let’s go.”

“Qin Ming, do you think that one day, the two of us will also be one of those thirty?” Old Nine Cai’s voice was slightly hoarse and suddenly asked him.

Qin Ming’s Figure paused.

He didn’t speak.

If he didn’t have a Golden Finger.

The scene just now might be the answer.

A common person’s final destination.

The cattle and horses of the Prosperous Age, the Cannon Fodder of the Chaotic Era, usually exploit their bodies, and use their lives in wartime.