Planting Meat Fields

The night gradually descended, and the stars in the sky became even brighter.

Just as Sword Forging Manor concluded another day and began its discussion meeting, Ning Zheng returned to the courtyard at the foot of the mountain.

It was precisely time for dinner.

He had recently perfected the timing of his return.

The fish on the table had just been cooked, emitting a savory aroma.

However, Ning Zheng inexplicably thought that it was also time for a bonfire party on the mountain. Recalling the words of the God of Cookery, the blacksmiths on the mountain were having a delicious mushroom feast tonight.

Ning Zheng's throat felt dry as he thought about it, and he felt a pang of sympathy.

"What's wrong?" Ning Jiaojiao had just finished eating and was mending her clothes with a needle.

"Nothing." Ning Zheng put down his box, deciding that he shouldn't think about work issues now that he was home. He sat down at the dining table and said gently, "After we finish eating, we have something to do."

"Are we going to fish for river demons again?"

Ning Jiaojiao was somewhat resistant, shrinking her neck reluctantly. "Brother, we still have one river demon left to eat."

"No, it's not fish. Look at this! Our meals will get better from now on." Ning Zheng opened the box, revealing a pile of live crows, their heads and bodies bound together.

Ning Jiaojiao stared blankly. "Wild game... wait, it's the king of the flock! How did you get it? If you don't defeat the entire flock of crows, this guy wouldn't show itself!"

Whether they could win the fight was one thing, but forcing the opponent to appear was the truly difficult part.

"Don't worry about how, I've already caught it." Ning Zheng smiled. "Don't tell anyone outside, especially the neighbors. We'll eat it ourselves in secret."

"We're eating it now?"

Ning Jiaojiao's eyes lit up, and she exclaimed happily, "I've tolerated these guys for so long! They lord over us in the sky all day, and they often peck at me when I fall, making my head itch constantly. It's very uncomfortable."

In this village, whether alive or dead, the villagers had been tormented by these ill-tempered crows.

Naturally, she felt that revenge was at hand and was overjoyed.

Ning Zheng, the main culprit, remained expressionless. "Then today, we'll take revenge on it! To vent Jiaojiao's anger!"

He also felt it was time to discard the tool after its use.

After dealing with this crow, he wouldn't have to "unluckily" let the crows peck at Ning Jiaojiao's head anymore.

It should be fine for Ning Jiaojiao to lose her restraint and regain her original strength.

This was because Ning Zheng had weakened her before when he was a mortal and lived in the courtyard, constantly on edge.

Now that he had cultivated to the Two Bodies realm, he naturally had the confidence.

Furthermore, after spending so much time together, he understood Ning Jiaojiao's habits and knew she wouldn't easily get agitated.

Soon.

After finishing the river demon meat for dinner, which they were tired of eating, Ning Zheng was eager to try some new meat. He pulled Ning Jiaojiao outside, ready to start "farming."

He had previously thought about catching a few crows from above to satisfy his craving, even though it was said that crow meat wasn't very tasty, it was better than nothing.

But he hadn't dared to act, fearing that attracting one would bring a whole flock.

Now, it was perfect – the Crow King's "meat field" had arrived!

"Annihilate!"

Ning Zheng pointed at the Crow King's forehead.

The crow's consciousness was instantly scattered.

Some cultivators would leave a consciousness in the "meat field," using a special mental secret technique to torture, torment, and brainwash it into a [meat field consciousness] responsible for managing the meat field.

At this point, a scarecrow would be planted.

The [meat field consciousness] in the field would then distribute meat to the sect's disciples according to their contribution tokens, via the scarecrow.

But Ning Zheng didn't have such sophisticated brainwashing techniques, so he couldn't leave such hidden dangers, allowing the meat field to retain self-awareness.

This crow was too intelligent and could even lead troops in battle; it had to die!

He only wanted its meat shell anyway.

The saying about interesting souls being one in a million was not worth mentioning; he was simply craving its uniform, run-of-the-mill body.

Ning Zheng and Ning Jiaojiao tidied up the long-empty cellar, spread a layer of soil, and then dismantled the flesh and blood, primarily the head, claws, and wings, totaling five bodies.

As for the meat in the stomach, it was discarded.

Because it was only the five bodies and not ordinary internal organs that had been cultivated, they were not renewable.

The first two major realms of cultivation, the Five Bodies Realm and the Four Organs Realm, are collectively known as the Nine Grades of Physical Body.

The Five Bodies represent the outer circulation of flesh and blood.

The Four Organs represent the inner circulation of flesh and blood.

Why must one be at Grand Perfection of the Five Bodies Realm to create a meat field?

Because only when the outer circulation of the Five Bodies is formed, allowing flesh and blood to regenerate, can a meat field be created.

But a single loop of the Five Bodies, which is only the outer circulation, is called a semi-meat field, the weakest kind.

A true meat field involves internal circulation within the Five Bodies and Four Organs, forming two interconnected "doughnuts" that naturally create a self-sustaining dual circulation when laid out. This is what constitutes a complete meat field, one that is eternally productive.

It's incredibly fertile, capable of sustaining consumption for a long time without depletion, and its efficacy is extremely potent!

Ning Zheng clearly wasn't qualified to capture a demon king of the Four Organs Realm Grand Perfection. Now, just beginning his cultivation journey, he was already content to have even one and a half meat fields.

He didn't know how many rogue cultivators he was envied by!

Soon, Ning Zheng began planting the meat field in the cellar.

He planted seedlings alongside Ning Jiaojiao—planting bones. He arranged them according to the distribution of bird bones and carefully spread out its blood vessels to ensure smooth circulation.

This step was crucial. If the blood vessels and bones weren't properly arranged, it could easily lead to hidden dangers for the meat field. A corner of the meat field might become diseased, develop blood clots, swell with pus, or even necrotize.

Lacking experience in cultivating meat fields, Ning Zheng and Ning Jiaojiao fumbled through this step for a long time. They almost ruined the meat field. He didn't dare to skimp at that moment and spent another 500 points of luck, barely succeeding through sheer fortune.

Once laid out, the meat field didn't require sunlight. Its primary function was to absorb spiritual energy. During the construction process, Ning Zheng buried several thousand magic coins to supply the meat field with spiritual energy.

In reality, this lowest-grade meat field didn't need so many magic coins.

The main reason was that Ning Zheng had nothing else, but he had plenty of magic coins. His family ran a money bank, making them incredibly wealthy!

"Finally, it's done."

At ten o'clock in the evening, after several hours of work, Ning Zheng looked at the vibrant red meat field before him, filled with a sense of accomplishment.

"Can we eat it?" Ning Jiaojiao's mouth watered uncontrollably.

"Yes."

Ning Zheng nodded and smiled, "From now on, we'll regularly discard some household waste, like leftover soup and rice. It will continuously produce meat. However, we can't harvest too much at once, and we need to rotate the harvesting locations."

Matter doesn't appear out of thin air.

The meat field must be fed. The more nutrients it receives, the larger its yield.

In reality, it doesn't need frequent feeding. The meat field is alive and will find its own food.

Its meaty aroma will attract insects, such as earthworms and ants in the soil, and even pangolins.

This powerful attraction, ingrained in its bloodline, is irresistible to ordinary beasts. The meat field will then instinctively devour them.

"Come, let's go to the well to draw water, harvest some meat, and have some meat broth to taste."