Spirit Rice Nearing Ten Thousand Jin, and Another New Year in the Blink of an Eye

After being soaked in spirit rain.

The Mutated Rice Seeds continuously absorbed water and swelled.

Seven days later, fresh tender shoots indeed sprouted.

Since this was only an experiment, Xu Changqing had taken out just one hundred seeds.

The success rate was high—ninety-five of them sprouted tender shoots.

The other five had swelled but showed no other changes.

Next, he planted all ninety-five sprouted seeds into the Black Soil.

But not in the Grade-Two Spirit Fields outside.

Instead, beneath Stone Mountain.

They surrounded the Mutated Spirit Rice as a whole.

Like a host of stars paying homage to the moon.

All that remained was a long wait.

The days passed one by one.

Autumn departed, and winter arrived.

Soon, it was time for the third-quarter harvest.

Xu Changqing stood on the ridge between the fields.

Before him stood golden Spirit Rice.

[Already Mature]

[Abundant Spiritual Energy]

[No Losses]

[Second-Grade Spirit Rice Grain]

[Supreme grade Today]

[Yield: 4,000 Jin]

Since summer, the yield had not changed much.

Even after replacing the Spirit Beast Manure with five-hundred-year-old manure.

And casting the Minor Cloud-Rain Art more than five times.

It had not made much difference.

This was the current limit of the Grade-Two Spirit Fields.

Without hesitation, Xu Changqing decisively picked up his sickle and began harvesting.

[Harvested 1 stalk of "Supreme-Grade Spirit Rice," Lifespan +6 Days]

[Harvested 1 plant of "High-Quality Sweet Potato," Lifespan +3 Days]

[Harvested 1 plant of "High-Quality Chili," Lifespan +3 Days]

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After a round of hard work.

The Grade-Two Spirit Fields before him had been fully harvested.

Subtracting Hu Bugui's one hundred and fifty jin.

Subtracting Han Su's fifty jin.

Subtracting Li Lingbi's eight hundred jin.

As well as the one thousand five hundred jin handed in.

Xu Changqing now had