Transmigrated with a Demon-Refining Pot: Hehehe, Refine in an instant

The late summer wind, carrying sparks, drew an orange-red arc across the wasteland on the west side of the manor.

The serfs, wielding sharpened poles, drove the spreading flames toward the designated area.

Wild grasses and shrubs curled and burst in the fire, the rising black smoke mixed with the scent of wood ash, which felt slightly warm on the skin.

"Keep the fire burning along the boundary! Don't let it cross the line!"

Laun's roar mingled with the crackling of the flames as he rode his horse along the edge of the fire.

"The Qingshui River is to the east; stop burning when it reaches the riverbank!"

Ron stood on the high slope, watching the flames, like a restless giant serpent, slowly devour the wasteland before him.

The fire must burn for a whole day, completely killing the roots of the weeds deeply embedded in the soil, and the ashes will seep into the soil.

Only by having serfs till the land could the most suitable breeding ground for the Cordyceps of the Spirit Insects be provided.

I didn't stay by his side the whole time; I left the land clearing to my subordinates.

Ron turned and went back to the manor.

Five jade boxes were taken from the lord's cabin.

Inside each jade box lies a pair of "partners": a sleeping fairy insect and a half-foot-long cordyceps.

The rose cordyceps has a pinkish-purple luster and a faint light flowing through it. The rose spirit insect is a magic potion spirit insect given by the family.

"Perrin, once the farmland is cleared, plant the seeds according to the designated areas." Ron opened the first jade box, pinching a pinkish-purple cordyceps between his fingertips.

"Remember, plant all the cordyceps in land close to the manor, and assign someone to guard each cordyceps day and night."

Ordinary crops are then planted around the perimeter.

Palin solemnly agreed.

But in the afternoon, they saw Laun rush over, looking flustered.

"My lord! My lord! We've made a discovery!"

Ron was a little doubtful; what could possibly happen from burning a patch of wasteland? Then he heard Ron reply, panting heavily:

"My lord, a spirit insect has emerged from the fire."

"What?!"

Ron was initially pleasantly surprised, but then he realized something was wrong.

What does it mean to be burned by a big fire?

Seeing Ron's panicked expression, Ron realized something was wrong and quickly asked him to take him there.

When they arrived at the location, they saw that the fire where the spirit insects had been found had been extinguished, and a group of people were gathered there.

The crowd parted to make way for Ron, and only then did Ron see the sprite insect.

It's an agricultural broad bean fairy insect.

Its condition was extremely poor at that moment.

Its entire body was blackened by smoke, half of its wings were burned off, and the cordyceps was burned down to just its trunk.

At this moment, it was stumbling and flying around the cordyceps, scattering pale green fluorescent light as it flew to heal the cordyceps.

Seeing Ron approach, it buzzed and flew towards him, probably not saying anything nice.

According to people nearby, the cordyceps initially disguised itself like a normal plant, and no one noticed it at all.

Only after the fire reached the top did the little insect fly out.

Fortunately, there was a guard nearby, otherwise the serfs wouldn't have recognized the little guy.

Ron understood what had happened and grabbed the worm in his hand.

The little guy was shriveled up from the heat, and Ron felt sorry for him as he completed the contract.

Then they collected the cordyceps and returned to the manor.

As soon as he returned, Ron couldn't wait to take out a bottle of the original solution to feed the elf insects.

But for some reason, the fairy insects just wouldn't eat them.

Seeing that it was on its last legs, Ron had no choice but to pour the undiluted liquid onto the cordyceps.

But what happened next delighted Ron: the cordyceps were quickly absorbed upon contact with the undiluted liquid.

Then the damaged areas are quickly repaired, and new green shoots emerge.

Seeing that it was effective, Ron poured the entire bottle of concentrate into Cordyceps.

A green glow lingered around the cordyceps, which quickly sprouted and spread its leaves, returning to normal in no time.

It worked! Although the elixir didn't accelerate the growth of the spirit insect as Ron had expected, it was good enough that it could repair the cordyceps' injuries.

The broad bean sprite insect had also recovered somewhat and drifted off to sleep.

It is estimated that he will need some more time to recover.

Ron sat to the side, looking at the chubby little insect, lost in thought.

He knew that there were wild spirit insects in the wilderness.

These were only the ones discovered in the fire. What if there were others that weren't discovered and perished in the flames?

Ron's lips twitched slightly at the thought.

We need to be careful when we burn the wasteland again.

Please don't burn the fairy bugs to death! If you kill a few, he'll be in trouble for months!

The land reclamation continues.

All the serfs were trained on how to deal with the spirit insects.

A day later, the fire died down, leaving behind a scorched earth.

The serfs, carrying hoes, stepped into the warm field. When the iron blades fell, the scorched earth cracked open, revealing the fertile, dark brown soil beneath.

Dick walked back and forth along the paddy field ridge, scolding them:

"Watch your step! Break up the clods of earth! Pick up all the weeds! If you delay planting, you'll be in big trouble!"

Ron ignored his harshness.

In pioneering territories, leniency towards serfs often meant inefficiency.

Dick's harshness, though annoying, can speed up the work; we can't let this nobleman personally get involved.

Palin, holding the parchment map, reported to Ron:

"Sir, this time we have also developed a 500-mu sweet potato area, a 500-mu rye area, and a 500-mu wheat area."

"You can arrange these common crops as you see fit."

The area covered by the Cordyceps militaris is only 100 mu (approximately 4 hectares), but the yield of just 100 mu is equivalent to four times that of farmland cultivated by serfs.

Ron carefully placed the rose cordyceps into the pit, and then buried jade and gold powder next to it.

The fairy insects love to eat these things, and each time the cordyceps is transplanted, it will have some impact on the fairy insects.

Too many transplants might affect the evolution of the Pokémon, so it needs to be replenished.

As soon as the cordyceps was planted, the spirit insect in the jade box slowly woke up.

It wriggled its body and eagerly crawled toward Ron's hand, then began to gnaw on the gold piece by piece.

These sprite insects had all signed contracts with Ron, and Ron could vaguely sense the sprite insects' joyful mood at this moment!

Once the insect had eaten its fill, it slowly crawled back onto the cordyceps.

It swayed at the top of the cordyceps, then suddenly spread its wings and flew around the cordyceps twice.

The next moment, centered on the cordyceps, the surrounding land suddenly glowed with a faint pinkish-purple halo, like a thin veil covering the field ridges, and even the air was filled with a sweet fragrance.

"This is... the coverage area?" Ron thought to himself.

Next, plant five more cordyceps plants: wheat, rye, broad bean, sweet potato, and dandelion.

For the next two days, the work within the territory involved planting crops in the cordyceps area and then cultivating other land.

This exposed a problem: although the serfs' enthusiasm for labor was high after the incentive rules were issued, there was still a shortage of manpower.

After all, they needed to clear land on one side and build a manor on the other.

So Ron ordered Hart and several other knights to take a squad of guards to Oakwood to buy serfs.

Generally, a serf costs one gold coin, while a craftsman costs between 5 and 10 gold dragons.

Ron brought 5000 gold dragons from his family, but after purchasing some in Oak City, he now only has a little over 3000 left.

This time they took away another 1000 gold dragons; they really spend money like water.

"My lord, it's time to put the spirit insects into the spirit room," Perrin reminded, holding several empty jade boxes in his hands.

Ron nodded.

After collecting all the spirit insects, hand the jade box to Perrin:

"Place it in the elf room on the east side, feed it with jade powder every day, and have the maid take good care of it."

The Elf Room is a specially built wooden house with three layers of wooden shelves inside, specifically for storing Elf Insect Jade Boxes.

The room is also planted with various plants that the insect spirits like, so they can play with them.

Perrin carefully placed the jade box on the first shelf and withdrew as if it were a precious treasure.

At this moment, the land shrouded in the halo began to show signs of change.

The seeds, sown just two days ago, have already begun to sprout, prompting Ron to marvel at the wonder of the elf insects.

Later, Ron finally had some free time and began to lead his knights and squires to hunt wild beasts and monsters around the camp.

Kobolds, werewolves, and goblins are the most common races in the wilderness.

Their reproductive capacity is even stronger than that of humans; they can produce several offspring at once, and they can reach maturity in just two or three years.

The key issue is that they haven't been domesticated yet, and have already become one of the three pests in the wild.

This is a troublesome matter for other lords; if left unchecked, the three scourges will destroy farmland and steal food. Larger tribes can even raid farms.

But for Ron, this was a godsend.

Ron had the serfs dig a large pit in the manor, and then had the knights and squires throw the three pests they had hunted into the pit, and then lay layers of firewood on top of them.

Dick asked, still somewhat doubtful:

"Sir, these three pests are inedible, why not just leave them in the wild? Why bother with all this trouble?"

Ron didn't reply, but instead gave him several lashes!

Snapped!Snapped!

After being whipped a few times, Dick dared not speak.

joke!!

Why should a lord need to explain to his subordinates what he does on his own territory? Wouldn't that make him a useless lord?

Ron dismissed the surrounding serfs, leaving only himself by the pit.

After observing the surroundings, he jumped into the pit, collected all the corpses, and put them into the Demon Refining Pot. Then he lit a fire in the pit with firewood.

In the following days, the knights brought back dozens of corpses every day, and the Demon Refining Pot was filled with almost half a cup of original liquid.

Ron's physical abilities had long since reached the level of a high-ranking knight's squire, but his total amount of battle aura had not yet caught up.

Physical strength is the foundation for generating battle qi; the stronger the body, the more battle qi it can contain.

Cultivate battle qi through breathing techniques, and then use battle qi to nourish the body, forming a cycle.

To accelerate the cultivation of battle qi, the support of magical potions is indispensable. Without magical potions, it takes one or two days for the body to generate enough battle qi after each cultivation session.

Ron purchased a large quantity of potions in the capital and Oakwood, and has been drinking them like water these days.

Finally, at this moment, he was promoted to a high-ranking knight squire.