Three days later, aside from ensuring he got four hours of sleep each day, Chen Ze did nothing but cultivate and plant Spirit Rice.
He had accumulated nearly 700 jin of Spirit Rice, and his spell usage had also produced remarkable results.
Name: Chen Ze Cultivation: Qi Refining Second Layer 63/100 Talent: Earth-element Low-grade Spiritual Root Technique: Xuantian Record (Beginner) 69/100 Spell: Ignition Art (perfection) 520/1600 Myriad Things Space: Level 1
Although Chen Ze's cultivation had not yet broken through, it was close.
Yet in just three days, Chen Ze had trained Ignition Art from Beginner through Proficient, Minor Accomplishment, Major Accomplishment, all the way to its current perfection proficiency. Each stage had required the number of uses to double.
However, his three days of hard work had not been in vain. Ignition Art at perfection proficiency was utterly incomparable to how it had been at the Beginner stage.
Previously, Ignition Art had merely produced a tiny flame. Now, it was as large as a basketball.
The current Ignition Art could no longer be called Ignition Art. It could be renamed Fireball Art.
In fact, it was even better than the real thing. Even a genuine Fireball Art was not as powerful as Ignition Art at perfection proficiency.
The fireballs released by his Ignition Art were now packed with explosive energy.
Chen Ze had tested one by throwing it out, blasting a huge crater into the ground and scorching its edges black.
After that test, Chen Ze no longer dared casually throw fireballs around. He was afraid of blowing this ramshackle house to nothing.
Wannan City, the rear courtyard of Tongfu Restaurant.
"Shopkeeper Tong, that brat surnamed Chen still hasn't left the house today."
The man called Shopkeeper Tong was the middle-aged man who had come to collect the debt three days ago.
The speaker was the subordinate Shopkeeper Tong had assigned to watch Chen Ze.
After hearing his subordinate's report, Shopkeeper Tong pondered for a moment. "He hasn't gone out for three days? He isn't even trying to find Spirit Stones. Is he planning to run away?"
"Forget it. Keep watching him. The moment he shows any sign of fleeing, seize him and bring him back."
"Yes."
After his subordinate left, Shopkeeper Tong continued reading the account book in his hands. A weakling at Qi Refining Second Layer was not worth keeping constantly on his mind. Chen Ze was destined to remain trapped in the palm of his hand.
"The mine's profits have been quite good lately. Looks like I need to find more people to dig there." After finishing the account book, Shopkeeper Tong fell into thought.
Another day passed, and Chen Ze had accumulated 1,000 jin of Spirit Rice.
There was still one day until the agreed deadline. Chen Ze decided to sell these 1,000 jin of Spirit Rice first and get those ten Spirit Stones in hand.
For the first time since arriving in this world, Chen Ze stepped out of the ramshackle house.
There was no need to lock the door when he went out. The house was bare to the four walls anyway.
Following the route in his memories and turning through several alleys, Chen Ze arrived at the Market.
The Market contained all sorts of shops selling cultivation resources.
Quite a few cultivators had also set up stalls along the streets, selling all kinds of items.
Pills, Magic Artifacts, talismans, cultivation techniques, formation discs, and other goods were all available.
The prosperity of the entire Wannan City spread out before his eyes.
Yet Chen Ze did not even spare it a glance.
Myriad Things Shop was still waiting for him. He was in no hurry to look at any of these things.
Once Myriad Things Space was activated, he could have as much of these things as he wanted.
Chen Ze found a shop that purchased Spirit Rice and smoothly sold all 1,000 jin. The price matched his estimate exactly: ten Low-grade Spirit Stones.
Spirit Rice was a common item in the Cultivation World, and selling only 1,000 jin would not attract anyone's attention.
Chen Ze put away the Spirit Stones and instantly felt a weight lift from his body.
He no longer had to worry about being sent to mine, nor did he need to fret over running away. He could continue scraping by here.
After putting away the Spirit Stones, Chen Ze quickly left the Market. He kept feeling that someone was watching him from the shadows.
"Home is still safer."
Though that home was a broken-down house, it at least sheltered him from the wind and rain, giving Chen Ze a certain sense of security.
Chen Ze quickly turned through several alleys and arrived at his door. After looking left and right, he swiftly entered and shut the door.
"Good thing nothing happened." Once he returned home and shut the door, Chen Ze's heart immediately settled.
The feeling of being watched also vanished.
Chen Ze glanced at Myriad Things Space. The Spirit Rice had not yet ripened.
Chen Ze resumed cultivating. "It's better to raise my cultivation as soon as possible. My current cultivation is too low. I don't have the slightest sense of security."
Near Chen Ze's house, a figure in the darkness watched his home for a long time.
Seeing that Chen Ze had no intention of going out again, the figure swiftly melted into the darkness and left.
He needed to return immediately and report Chen Ze's actions today to Shopkeeper Tong.
The rear courtyard of Tongfu Restaurant.
"What? He went out today? And seemed to have sold something?" Shopkeeper Tong asked suspiciously.
"I couldn't see clearly what exactly he sold. I didn't dare get too close, in case he noticed me."
"Could he still have something we don't know about? Over the past two years, he should have sold off everything he could possibly sell." Shopkeeper Tong muttered to himself.
After a moment, Shopkeeper Tong said, "Continue watching him. I'll go ask around at the shop where he sold his things."
"Yes."
Shopkeeper Tong went to the shop where Chen Ze had sold his Spirit Rice, but he did not get the information he wanted.
Although this shop often did business with Shopkeeper Tong's restaurant, the shop owner had no impression of Chen Ze at all.
Too many people came every day to sell spirit plants. Chen Ze was far too inconspicuous, so the owner had not taken notice of him.
Still, Shopkeeper Tong had his own guess.
He had investigated Chen Ze's background thoroughly. He was a Service Disciple who farmed at Qingyun Sect and had been driven down the mountain.
This shop dealt in purchasing spirit plants, so Chen Ze could only have come here to sell Spirit Rice.
"Could he have secretly hidden away some private stock? I was careless." Shopkeeper Tong felt as if he had lost another miner who could have earned money for him, and he felt somewhat regretful.
After night fell, Chen Ze finished cultivating and cooked himself a pot of Spirit Rice.
Though he had no dishes to go with it, Spirit Rice alone was enough to fill him up, and it also restored his spiritual power.
After eating the Spirit Rice, he even felt that it seemed to help his cultivation somewhat.
After cultivating the Xuantian Record once more, he lay down on the bed without removing his clothes.
"Hold on a little longer. Everything will come."
In his dreams, Chen Ze suddenly sensed that something was wrong and instantly woke up.
However, Chen Ze did not act rashly. He remained lying on the bed without even opening his eyes.
He had already sensed that there was another person in the room.
"A thief?"
"Was I followed when I went out today?"
Chen Ze sensed someone approaching him step by step. Ignition Art was already silently circulating, ready to be released at any moment.
"Now."
Chen Ze sensed that the person had reached the bedside and suddenly opened his eyes.
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