Spell Upgrade, Going Out to Sell Rice

Three days later, aside from ensuring he got four hours of sleep each day, Chen Ze did nothing but cultivate incessantly and plant Spirit Rice.

The Spirit Rice had accumulated to nearly 700 catties, and his use of spells had also yielded significant results.

Name: Chen Ze

Cultivation: Qi Refining Second Layer 63/100

Talent: Earth-element Low-grade Spiritual Root

Cultivation Method: Xuantian Record (Entry) 69/100

Spells: Ignition Art (Perfection) 520/1600

Myriad Things Space: Level 1

Although Chen Ze's cultivation had yet to break through, it was close.

In these three days, Chen Ze had pushed the proficiency of his Ignition Art from Entry, through Mastery, Minor Accomplishment, and Major Accomplishment, all the way to its current state of Perfection, with the required number of uses doubling each time.

However, the three days of hard work were not in vain; the Ignition Art at the Perfection level of proficiency was completely incomparable to the one at the Entry level.

The previous Ignition Art was just a tiny flicker, but the current one was the size of a basketball.

The current Ignition Art could no longer be called an Ignition Art; it could be renamed to Fireball Art.

It even exceeded it; not even a genuine Fireball Art possessed the power of his current Perfection-level Ignition Art.

The fireball released by the current Ignition Art was filled with explosive energy.

Chen Ze had tried throwing one fireball out, and it blasted a large crater into the ground, with the edges of the crater scorched black.

After that test, Chen Ze never dared to try throwing a fireball casually again; he was afraid of blowing his dilapidated house to pieces.

Wannan City, backyard of Tongfu Restaurant.

"Shopkeeper Tong, that brat surnamed Chen still hasn't left his house today."

The man addressed as Shopkeeper Tong was the very same middle-aged man who had come to collect a debt three days ago.

The person speaking was the subordinate Shopkeeper Tong had arranged to monitor Chen Ze.

Upon hearing his subordinate's report, Shopkeeper Tong pondered for a moment and said, "He hasn't left the house for three days? He isn't even trying to find a way to get Spirit Stones—is he planning to run away?"

"Forget it, keep monitoring him. If you see any signs of him trying to escape, grab him and bring him back immediately."

"Yes."

After the subordinate left, Shopkeeper Tong continued to look at the account book in his hand. A weakling at the second layer of Qi Refining was not worth keeping on his mind; Chen Ze was destined never to escape his grasp.

"The profits from the mine have been good lately. It seems I need to find more people to go work in the mine." After finishing the account book, Shopkeeper Tong looked thoughtful.

Another day passed, and Chen Ze had accumulated 1,000 catties of Spirit Rice.

With only one day left until the agreed-upon deadline, Chen Ze decided to go sell these 1,000 catties of Spirit Rice first to get his hands on the 10 Low-grade Spirit Stones.

After arriving in this world, this was the first time Chen Ze had stepped out of this dilapidated house.

He left without even needing to lock the door; his home was bare anyway.

Following the route in his memory, Chen Ze turned through several alleys and arrived at the market.

Inside the market, there were all sorts of shops selling resources for the Cultivation World.

There were also many cultivators setting up stalls on the street, peddling various items.

Pills, Magic Artifacts, talismans, cultivation methods, and formation disks were all available.

The prosperity of the entire Wannan City came into view.

However, Chen Ze didn't even spare it a glance.

He still had the Myriad Things Shop waiting for him; he was in no rush to look at these things.

Once the Myriad Things Space was activated, he would have as much of these items as he wanted.

Chen Ze found a shop that bought Spirit Rice and sold his 1,000 catties very smoothly. The price was exactly as he had estimated: 10 Low-grade Spirit Stones.

Spirit Rice was a common item in the Cultivation World, and selling only 1,000 catties would not attract anyone's attention.

Chen Ze tucked the Spirit Stones away and felt an instant sense of relief.

He finally didn't have to worry about being sent to the mine, nor did he have to fret about running away; he could continue to get by here.

Chen Ze put away the Spirit Stones and hurried out of the market, feeling as though someone was watching him from the shadows.

"Home is safer after all."

Although that home was a dilapidated house, it at least shielded him from the wind and rain and provided Chen Ze with a certain sense of security.

Chen Ze quickly turned through a few alleys and arrived at his doorstep. He looked left and right before quickly entering the house and closing the door.

"Good thing nothing happened." Back home and with the door shut, Chen Ze's heart instantly settled.

The feeling of being watched from before had also vanished.

Chen Ze took a look at the Myriad Things Space; the Spirit Rice had not yet matured.

Chen Ze began to cultivate once more. "It's better to raise my cultivation as soon as possible. My cultivation is too low right now; I have no sense of security at all."

Near Chen Ze's house, a figure lurked in the darkness, scrutinizing the residence for a long while.

Seeing that Chen Ze had no intention of heading out again, the figure quickly slipped back into the shadows and departed.

He needed to return immediately to report Chen Ze's actions today to Shopkeeper Tong.

In the backyard of Tongfu Restaurant.

"What? He went out today? And it seems he sold something?" Shopkeeper Tong asked, puzzled.

"I couldn't see exactly what he sold. I didn't dare get too close for fear of being discovered."

"Could it be that he still has something we don't know about? He should have sold off everything he could over the past two years," Shopkeeper Tong muttered to himself.

A moment later, Shopkeeper Tong added, "You go back and continue monitoring him. I'll go to the shop where he sold his goods and make some inquiries."

"Yes."

Shopkeeper Tong arrived at the shop where Chen Ze had sold the Spirit Rice, but he failed to obtain the information he sought.

Although this shop frequently did business with Shopkeeper Tong's restaurant, the owner had absolutely no impression of Chen Ze.

Too many people came to sell spirit plants every day, and Chen Ze was far too unremarkable for the owner to take any notice of him.

However, Shopkeeper Tong still had his own suspicions.

He had already investigated Chen Ze's background thoroughly: a Service Disciple who farmed at the Qingyun Sect, and one who had been kicked off the mountain at that.

Since this shop dealt in the business of purchasing spirit plants, Chen Ze could only have been here to sell Spirit Rice.

"Could he have been hoarding private stock? I was careless." Shopkeeper Tong felt a twinge of regret, feeling as though he had lost another miner who could have helped him make money.

As night fell, Chen Ze finished his cultivation and prepared a pot of Spirit Rice for himself.

Although he had no side dishes, the Spirit Rice alone was enough to fill him up, and his spiritual energy was restored as well.

He even felt that after eating the Spirit Rice, it seemed to provide a certain benefit to his cultivation.

After practicing the Xuantian Record once more, he lay down on the bed, sleeping in his clothes.

Just keep holding on; everything will come in time.

In his sleep, Chen Ze suddenly sensed something amiss and snapped awake in an instant.

However, Chen Ze did not act rashly; he remained lying on the bed without even opening his eyes.

He could already sense that there was an extra person in the room.

A thief?

Was I targeted when I went out today?

Chen Ze felt the person approaching him step by step; he had already quietly activated his Ignition Art, ready to unleash it at any moment.

Now.

Sensing that the person had reached the bedside, Chen Ze threw his eyes open.