The chief steward sent by the Spirit Feather Sect to collect the spirit rice this time was now Du Haifu.
But Elder Gu had come along as well.
Du Haifu stepped down from the dharma boat.
As he looked over Qin Ming's Spirit Fields, his eyes held nothing but shock.
He had never imagined that the little Spirit Farmer who had once struggled from day to day would now be advancing to become a Tier 2 Spirit Planter.
Qin Ming had already risen to heights that even Du Haifu had to look up to.
Elder Gu stood aboard the dharma boat, silently watching Qin Ming's Spirit Fields as well. His expression was dark and unfathomable, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, then let's begin." Du Haifu seemed to have something he wanted to say to Qin Ming, but with Elder Gu present, he ultimately kept it to himself.
Next, Qin Ming and Du Haifu swung their Spirit Sickles and began harvesting the three mu of Five-Color Spirit Rice.
Before long, Qin Ming alone had finished harvesting two mu.
Meanwhile, Du Haifu's progress was painfully slow. Panting for breath after working for quite a while, he had only managed to cut a small clump.
The stalks of the Tier 2 Spirit Plant, Five-Color Spirit Rice, were exceptionally tough. Given Du Haifu's cultivation, his efficiency was truly worrying.
Half an incense stick later.
Qin Ming finished harvesting the remaining half mu of Five-Color Spirit Rice.
After threshing all the Five-Color Spirit Rice, he also stored the rice stalks in his Storage Bag.
They could be used to make high-grade woven grass meditation mats, or burned as excellent fertilizer.
At this moment.
Li Yan and his group from the nearby Spirit Fields had just finished paying their