The Three Great Agricultural Sprites, Return to the Village

Time flew by in the blink of an eye.

Two years passed.

Two years ago, Xiao Ze learned of Tang Hao's death.

He had been exceptionally excited.

Grandpa Xiao had told him about it privately; no one else knew.

Apparently, because Tang Hao had died nearby, the lord of Nuoding City had suppressed the news for fear that the Clear Sky Sect would kill him.

Very few people in Nuoding City knew about it.

Xiao Ze also began cultivating diligently at the academy, supported by vast amounts of rice and wheat.

Xiao Ze cultivated quickly. After two years, he had already reached level 20.

His physique had also improved tremendously.

As for the Agricultural Sprites, Xiao Ze had cultivated three more.

Wheat—Xi Mang.

Corn—Yu Jin.

Potato—Earth Potato King.

Not only that, Xiao Ze had used considerable resources to raise all four Agricultural Sprites to Excellent quality.

They gained their second skills, and their strength grew considerably as well.

At the same realm, the higher the quality, the greater the strength.

The improvement in the Agricultural Sprites' quality also enhanced the quality of the crops they planted.

For instance, rice had evolved from ordinary grains into Jade Spirit Crystal Rice.

The evolved rice had better effects when eaten.

That was what allowed Xiao Ze's cultivation speed to surpass even Tang San's.

Tang San's Soul Power was currently at level 26.

Once he obtained his Overlimit Second Soul Ring, his Soul Power might reach around level 23 or 24.

He would be about the same as Tang San.

Xiao Ze made his way to the Principal's Office with practiced ease.

"Grandpa Xiao."

"Oh... Xiao Ze, are you going to obtain your second Soul Ring?"

Nourished by Xiao Ze's special crops, Grandpa Xiao's hair had turned much darker, and his spirits had steadily improved.

He had even rekindled his interest in cultivation.

Perhaps he might still have a chance to cultivate to Soul Saint, or even Soul Douluo.

"That's right, Grandpa Xiao. These are special crops for you."

Xiao Ze handed a bag to Principal Xiao.

"Haha... then I'll accept them." When Grandpa Xiao had first eaten these crops, he had been deeply shocked as well.

But more than that, he had been moved.

He and Xiao Ze were not truly grandfather and grandson, yet they were closer than blood-related family.

"Grandpa Xiao, this time, I plan to obtain the Soul Ring myself."

Principal Xiao frowned upon hearing this. "Xiao Ze, but you're obtaining a Thousand Year Soul Ring. It's dangerous."

"Grandpa Xiao, you know my breakthrough strength is formidable now. Absorbing it won't be a problem.

"As for combat, the four of them, including Suihua, aren't weak."

Xiao Ze was not exaggerating.

The four Agricultural Sprites had the same Soul Power as Xiao Ze, but the increase in quality had granted them formidable combat strength.

Moreover, each of the four Agricultural Sprites had its own strengths.

Such as offense, long-range attacks, defense, and so on.

"Alright, then." Principal Xiao finally relented.

He knew how strong Xiao Ze was in battle now.

He could definitely handle a Soul Elder, even before their quality had improved.

Now, he could even fight a Soul Ancestor.

"Then, Grandpa Xiao, I'll return to the village first. I haven't been back in a year."

"Alright."

Xiao Ze returned to the dormitory and glanced at Xiao Wu and Tang San, who were cuddled closely together.

He had to admit, he was rather impressed by Xiao Wu.

Even after Tang San had drunk that yellow liquid, she still went up to him.

What a shameless rabbit—birds of a feather, indeed.

The two of them merely glanced at Xiao Ze.

Xiao Ze had not spent much time with them; they did not even know what level he had reached by now.

But Tang San was confident that Xiao Ze could not possibly be higher than him. He might not even be capable of obtaining a second Soul Ring, unlike Mingliang.

After all, he possessed Innate Full Soul Power.

After tidying up, Xiao Ze returned to the village.

Principal Xiao watched his departing back and followed after him.

Afternoon.

Xiao Ze returned to Qingxi Village.

"Ah, Xiao Ze, you're back!" A woman exclaimed in delight upon seeing him.

"Aunt Li, I'm back."

"That's wonderful! I'll call everyone over to see you."

"Hey..." Xiao Ze had just been about to refuse.

But Aunt Li had already rushed out.

"Everyone, come out and see! Xiao Ze is back!"

"Xiao Ze is back!"

Qingxi Village's quiet was instantly shattered.

One familiar figure after another emerged.

"Xiao Ze, have you been doing well at school?"

"Has anyone been bullying you?"

"Xiao Ze, you've gotten a lot stronger."

"You've grown up."

"What level is Xiao Ze now?"

Everyone spoke over one another with great enthusiasm.

Perhaps some of it was because Xiao Ze had become a Soul Master, but more than that, it was because of their old relationship.

These villagers knew Soul Masters were powerful, but they did not truly understand the details.

"Alright, alright. Xiao Ze rarely gets to come back, so you old ladies should go prepare some ingredients. We're having a big feast tonight." The Village Chief walked over.

"Alright!"

"Wait, Aunt Li, take this bag of rice with you. It's good rice." Xiao Ze handed her a bag of ordinary special rice.

"Sure thing."

They did not possess soul power, but this rice could still improve their health. It might even cure some hidden ailments.

In the shadows, Principal Xiao watched Xiao Ze interact with the villagers, and the corners of his lips rose involuntarily.

"What a good child."

Dusk descended, and the last streak of rosy clouds vanished into the distant mountains.

Qingxi Village was exceptionally lively that night.

Beneath the Old Kui Tree in the village square.

More than a dozen wooden tables had been arranged, each laden with over a dozen dishes.

Ever since Xiao Ze had become a Soul Master, life in Qingxi Village had improved considerably.

Xiao Ze had helped Qingxi Village build the square and various facilities.

Even the houses had been renovated.

Xiao Ze never forgot his roots.

Every villager sat at a table, holding a porcelain bowl filled with Xiao Ze's rice.

The dishes on the tables bubbled away, sending up clouds of steam.

Everyone sat together, enjoying the feast.

Several bare-chested men competed in drinking, while women held bowls and fed their children.

"Mmm~ The rice Xiao Ze gave us is really delicious."

"Indeed, the taste is truly different from what we usually eat."

Every face was beaming with smiles.

"Xiao Ze, where did you buy this rice?"

Someone asked.

"You can't buy this rice. I grew it with my Martial Soul."

At that, everyone began wolfing down the rice.

"No wonder it's so delicious. It was grown by Xiao Ze's Martial Soul."

"So fragrant."

"That's right, and after eating it, I feel all warm inside."

"If you like it, eat more. I brought plenty for everyone."

Xiao Ze no longer had any use for this Common rice.

These days, he ate Jade Spirit Crystal Rice.

As for the corn, potatoes, and other things he had stored away before, Xiao Ze planned to leave them for the villagers as well.

"Woof woof~~"

Someone's Yellow Dog was lying beneath the table. Seeing this, Xiao Ze picked up some bones and tossed them onto the ground. The Yellow Dog immediately began gnawing on them, its tail lazily thumping against the ground.

It was clearly very happy.

"Hey—yo—hey—

The locust blossoms fall, oh, and the creek swells high, Every hearth's fire reflects the moonlight, hey.

The children steal fish and crawl under the tables, oh, Yellow Dog spins in circles, begging for fragrant bones!

..."

Nearby, the Old Village Chief, drunk as could be, tapped his bowl and began singing a mountain song.

Beside him, the sound of the stream, clinking cups, laughter, and chatter all blended together.

The smile never left Xiao Ze's face.

If he had not possessed Soul Power, he probably would have lived such an ordinary life too.

He liked it.