Heaven rewards diligence: Survive until you reach immortality in the newbie village!

[Steady Flow + Farming Flow + Low-Key Development + Invincible Flow.] Others laugh at my uselessness, I laugh at their ignorance. Chen Mo transmigrated to the cultivation world, becoming an orphan raised in Matongli Village, fed by many families, with a Heavenly Reward System that only issued tasks like carrying water, chopping wood, and farming. For eighteen years, he silently leveled up his [Water Carrying] skill to the maximum, honed his [Wood Chopping] skill to the point of sword intent, and honed his cultivation to the fifth level of Qi Refining—all by accumulating +5 and +10 experience points every day. Until the Immortal Sect descended the mountain, and the Spirit Detection Pearl revealed his useless aptitude of "Five Elements Balanced Pseudo-Spiritual Root." The elder calmly said, "You can enter the outer sect as a servant." But the system suddenly exploded: [Option 1: Join the Immortal Sect, reward: "Minor Five Elements Escape Technique," thirty spirit stones.] [Option 2: Stay in the village, reward: "Spirit Gathering Thatched Hut" blueprint, half an acre of spirit field, and the title of Guardian of Homeland.] He turned back to the dilapidated courtyard and picked up a hoe. 【Today's Task: Cultivate Spirit Fields (0.5 mu). Reward: Experience +20, Qi Gathering Grass Seeds x3.】 Outside the village, the path to immortality is long and arduous, with geniuses vying for supremacy and calamities raging everywhere. Inside the village, Chen Mo waters and fertilizes, feeds chickens, and chops firewood. Occasionally, he uses his max-level [Water Carrying] skill to steal a wisp of icy spiritual energy from a cold pool ten miles away to irrigate his spiritual plants. He only wants to survive in this newbie village until the end of time. Until one day, the war between immortals and demons spills over into the mortal realm, and a sword aura that shatters the sky crashes down towards Matongli Village… Chen Mo, who is feeding chickens in the backyard, sighs, puts down the grain scoop, scoops a ladle of water from the water vat, and casually splashes it towards the sky. That sword aura, along with the hundred-mile sea of ​​clouds behind it, is instantly annihilated.