Summoning Soldiers from Beans

On Little Turtle Peak, in the courtyard outside the cave abode.

Qin Ming listened to the news Mo Lingwei and Bai Li Hui had sent back and learned that he had somehow become the Great God Lord Li admired by countless independent cultivators once again.

His expression immediately turned rather strange.

The Spirit Planter God he had revealed himself to be, possessing two Sixth Order cultivation arts, would number no more than five even within this human main city.

After hearing it all, he could only feel somewhat helpless.

"Mm, Master never wanted to stand out, but alas, he is simply too outstanding, hehe!"

"Great God Lord Li, revered by ten thousand; Fellow Daoist Qin, who kills and sets fires."

The Devouring Sky Rat held a large bowl in its arms, using chopsticks to shovel mouthful after mouthful of freshly grown Demonic Spiked Spirit Rice into its mouth, while still finding time to mumble out its commentary.

"Eat your food. Why do you have so much to say?"

"This Seat thinks your hide is itching again, isn't it?"

Qin Ming smacked it on the head. "Once you finish eating, go with the Silver Fox and plant those newly acquired Violet Jade Spirit Millet seeds."

After being scolded by Qin Ming, the Devouring Sky Rat sighed mournfully again and again.

The Silver Fox's talent for Spirit Planting was also extraordinarily high. Under Qin Ming's personal instruction, and after following him for so long and absorbing what she saw and heard, her attainments in Spirit Planting had long since surpassed the fifth-order level.

With her and Tian Ling'er tending Qin Ming's Spirit Herb Garden, there would not be any major problems even if he cultivated in seclusion for long periods.

On the terraced fields along Little Turtle Peak's slopes.

Qin Ming personally