Time Flies! It's Time to Restore the Water Element Spiritual Root

"Congratulations, Steward Wei, on growing a mu of Mid-Grade Spirit Rice!"

That day, Huoran ran over to the edge of Wei Zhongqian's paddy field and called out his congratulations at the top of his voice. At the same time, he glanced toward Zhang Lingshan and said, "Zhang Lingshan, Steward Wei has already surpassed you. Your good days are almost over."

"Congratulations, Steward Wei."

Zhang Lingshan also called out loudly, then said to Huoran, "Alchemist Huo, if you want your Storage Ring, you can bring Spirit Rice to exchange for it anytime."

"Hmph."

Huoran looked displeased and said to Wei Zhongqian, "Steward Wei, now that you've grown Mid-Grade Spirit Rice, you'll definitely advance to Area B earlier than Zhang Lingshan. When the time comes, you should be the one to wield the whip. I will definitely support you."

Wei Zhongqian said, "Growing Mid-Grade Spirit Rice was only a stroke of luck. The road ahead is still long. If you have time to think about such things, you'd be better off farming properly."

"Yes, yes. Steward Wei is right to teach me."

That was what Huoran said aloud, but inside, he cursed.

You've already gotten your Storage Ring back, so you can stand there all high and mighty spouting these grand principles. But my Storage Ring is still in Zhang Lingshan's hands, and my Spirit Rice can only be piled up in my room. How am I supposed to farm properly?

If one day that dog thief Zhang Lingshan steals my Spirit Rice, I won't even have anywhere to seek justice.

Huoran cursed endlessly in his heart, but right now, aside from farming, he had no other option. He could only return dejectedly.

Counting on Wei Zhongqian to stand up for him was impossible now.

Did he really have to go back