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Deep night, the moonlight was like water.

Beyond the secluded valley, there was a hidden forest path. After walking for a moment and pushing aside some shrubs, the scene before them suddenly opened up, revealing a patch of flat land where numerous crops were thriving.

During the day, the produce from the secluded valley had already greatly astonished Steward Lin and Yu Qiuleng, but if they were to see this place, their eyeballs would surely pop out.

The heavy Jade Crystal Rice, whose grains were originally small, were now as round and large as pearls, shimmering under the moonlight.

Besides this, there were also the fruit-laden Jade Fruit Trees, the Green-headed Gastrodia whose deeper color meant stronger medicinal effects, the Fire Dragon Trees whose leaves had already turned purple-black, and Blue Star Grass... numerous relatively ordinary medicinal ingredients and grain crops seemed to have undergone mutations in this land, growing at a terrifying rate.

Of course, if this place were truly discovered, who knew what ill intentions others might have.

Because only legendary blessed lands could possess such miraculous effects of stimulating the growth of all things!

And such treasure lands, even within the entire Gui Ling Sect, only amounted to a small mu.

Unfortunately, if Fang Yuan knew of this thought, he would have scoffed, because only he knew best that although this plot of land was fertile, it was still a long way from being a blessed land capable of planting immortal seeds, as the legends described.

"Master..."

At this moment, he stood before a Wordless Stone Tablet, his face etched with a trace of sorrow.

Fang Yuan was originally an orphan, adopted by the Heart-Questioning Hermit. The two depended on each other. His Master was an extraordinary person, not only skilled in cultivation and Medical Skill, but also incredibly open-minded.

Before he died, he had a dying wish, asking Fang Yuan to burn his remains to ashes and scatter them across the mountains. If he wished to mourn, erecting a wordless tablet would suffice.

After saying this, the Heart-Questioning Hermit closed his eyes and passed away. Fang Yuan naturally complied with his wishes. He secretly guessed that perhaps his Master had provoked too many enemies in the past, and fearing revenge after death, he decided to turn himself to ashes first. Erecting a wordless tablet also meant that outsiders would be helpless.

"Today I planted camellias, your favorite kind... The Nine-Purple Grain in the field has also started to sprout..."

Fang Yuan chattered on to the stone tablet: "Oh... and Steward Lin came to break off the engagement, and he brought a lot of good things in. Among them is the spiritual seed Crimson Jade Rice that you always talked about. I'll plant it tonight!"

After offering his prayers, Fang Yuan went to a cleared space specifically prepared for this purpose.

At this time, the moon had climbed to the center, hanging high. The clear moonlight sprinkled down, and visibility was not too poor.

Under the moonlight, he swung his hoe, carefully digging holes, and then scattered the fiery-red rice seeds.

"This Crimson Jade Rice must be planted during the Yin Hour. The water must be Rootless Water. The spring water from the secluded valley is barely acceptable. When first planting, loosen the soil every three hours, and it must be supplemented with 'Fire-Returning Liquid'..."

Fang Yuan was already well-versed in planting spiritual seeds under the tutelage of the Heart-Questioning Hermit, but he lacked practical experience.

As he worked meticulously at this time, sweat gradually dripped down, seeping into the soil.

Spiritual seeds were far more delicate than ordinary things, and planting them was increasingly laborious.

By the time Fang Yuan finished tending to the last spiritual seed, the eastern sky was already showing a fish-belly white.

"Hoo!"

"Finally finished planting..."

Fang Yuan wiped the sweat from his brow and let out a long sigh. "These are spirit seeds. They should be enough to improve my abilities again, right?"

Deep within his heart, a secret had always been buried.

Ever since he was a child, he would often enter a dreamscape. The world within was bizarre and fantastical, yet incredibly real. Being immersed in it felt like experiencing another life firsthand.

Therefore, even though he lived secluded in the mountains and rarely went out, his demeanor and actions were exceptionally mature. With Two Lives, his mind was also extraordinarily intelligent.

And there was a small benefit, or perhaps a gift.

As Fang Yuan's thought arose, a screen that only he could see immediately appeared before his eyes:

"Name: Fang Yuan

Essence: 1 Qi: 1 Spirit: 1 Age: 18 Cultivation: None Skills: None Specialties: Medical Skill [Level 1], Planting Skill [Level 2]"

This thing, which resembled a game attribute panel from his dreams, was Fang Yuan's greatest secret.

Furthermore, it had a special function.

When he cast his gaze upon his specialties, more information appeared:

"Medical Skill [Level 1]--Can treat simple injuries, including minor external wounds. Through herbs, you can gain additional healing bonus effects."

"Planting Skill [Level 2]--You are a skilled planter. Any ordinary crop in your hands can grow to the species' limit!"

The existence of this Planting Skill was naturally the reason for the thriving plants all over the mountains and valleys.

"Essence, Qi, and Spirit should be physical attributes, while Skills and Cultivation should be my active or offensive abilities. Specialties, on the other hand, are passive and auxiliary..."

After so many years of exploration, Fang Yuan had gained a deeper understanding of his attribute panel.

"Currently, my physical fitness is the same as an ordinary adult, and I have specialties..."

He had long discovered that within these specialties, there should be limitations similar to experience points. Through extensive practice, proficiency would increase, and the level of the specialty would also change.

Take medical skills, for example. Even though the Heart-Questioning Hermit possessed miraculous healing abilities and meticulously taught him, Fang Yuan had too few opportunities to practice before. He couldn't possibly use his Master as a test subject, right? Therefore, his proficiency never increased and remained at [Level One] from beginning to end. Even so, he still received the Heart-Questioning Hermit's praise, who believed he had inherited a third of his true teachings.

On the other hand, after the Heart-Questioning Hermit's death, Fang Yuan finally had no more reservations and could fully unleash his potential in planting skills, raising it to Level Two, which yielded unparalleled results.

According to Fang Yuan's own speculation, even the Heart-Questioning Hermit might not have been as proficient in this area.

However, after reaching Level Two, planting skills seemed to hit a bottleneck. No matter how much he planted, it was difficult to continue improving. After trying multiple times, Fang Yuan set his sights on the spiritual seeds and immortal seeds that the Heart-Questioning Hermit had once mentioned, which were above ordinary crops.

Unfortunately, such things were extremely rare. Even Steward Lin could only obtain them after his daughter married into the Gui Ling Sect, and they would be sent to him as compensation.

"Red Jade Rice... Even if it's just the lowest grade spiritual seed, within the entire Gui Ling Sect, probably only that Martial Ancestor and his direct disciples can enjoy it?"

Fang Yuan let out a soft breath.

Steward Lin sending him this was purely out of a desire for compensation, with no expectation of him achieving anything.

In reality, that was precisely the case. If not for his specialty abilities, Fang Yuan wouldn't have even considered these spiritual seeds.

However, as long as the other party could help him break through his current bottleneck, that would be enough!

At this moment, it was time to see the results!

Fang Yuan focused his attention on the land where the Crimson Jade Rice Seeds had been planted.

As the morning sun rose and the first ray of Purple Qi descended, a crystalline white light, visible only to him, emerged from the land, gathering in wisps before his attribute panel.

Behind Planting Skill, the Level Two indicator blurred, then flickered and changed to Level Three!

Level Three Planting Skill!

Fang Yuan rubbed his eyes, confirming he wasn't mistaken. A smile finally appeared on his lips, widening further: "Haha... Haha... I'm rich!!!"

The reason for his ecstatic joy was that the description of his Planting Skill specialty had completely changed:

"Planting Skill [Level Three]--You are an undisputed expert in the field of planting. Your hands possess incredible power. Crops planted by you have a very small chance of undergoing Excellent Trait Mutation!"

Fang Yuan didn't care whether the probability was small or not, but this meant that his specialty and abilities could definitely improve with proficiency!

Once this conjecture was verified, it meant he finally had a trump card to establish himself in this world!

After all, just a mere ordinary planting skill's improvement yielded such incredible results. What about other abilities, or even cultivation techniques?

"Excellent Trait Mutation?"

After calming down, Fang Yuan immediately began to explore this ability of his.

"Ordinary plants have already reached their species' limit under my care. This next mutation, does it mean... breaking through limitations, transforming from ordinary to spiritual objects?"

He touched his chin, his heart growing more solemn. He knew that if his guess was true, then his ability absolutely could not be leaked to the outside.

Otherwise, he would inevitably be captured by those major powers and used as a test subject like a white mouse, or perhaps a lifelong old gardener.

"After confirming these things, shouldn't I look for a cultivation technique or something next..."

After calming down, Fang Yuan was somewhat troubled by his breakfast.

This valley was well-equipped with resources, and the food he casually prepared for himself was extremely enticing.

The staple food was a grilled fish he had just caught from the stream, smoked to a perfect crisp on the outside and tender on the inside, with absolutely no fishy smell. It melted in his mouth, with an incredibly smooth texture.

For drinking, there was spring water, clear and sweet, refreshing his heart and mind.

Besides these, there was nutritious polygonatum and a string of plump, very pleasing-looking berries.

He first stuffed a piece of cooked polygonatum into his mouth, then took a fierce bite of the grilled fish: "Mmm... Delicious! Delicious! I heard that Gui Ling Sect is the top sect within a hundred mile radius. I wonder what it's like, and how powerful Martial Ancestors are. Speaking of which... I don't even know what this world looks like yet! What a pity... Master didn't leave me any divine skill manuals either. Wasn't he a reclusive expert? How could he not have left any divine skill manuals? This is unscientific!"

After living in seclusion in the valley for eighteen years, Fang Yuan also had a restless heart, wanting to see the outside world.

"But for now, I should fully explore my own abilities first... The outside world is wonderful, and it's definitely dangerous. With my small physique, I should just quietly level up first!"

After eating his fill, Fang Yuan returned to his house, contentedly flopped down, and fell asleep. Before long, he entered dreamland.