The entire sect is obsessed with love, but I'm the only one who's truly insane.

When Lin Du vomited blood, the people from the Supreme Sect panicked, and the audience was shocked.

"Isn't the Supreme Sect forcing us into this? Someone who couldn't even withstand a spatial teleportation array is participating in the competition?"

"That must be the legendary Lin Du, the one who keeps getting rumors that he's in poor health and about to die, only to suddenly advance in cultivation again?"

"Yes, it's her."

Since the water mirror cannot transmit sound, Lin Du waved his hand dismissively, "I'm fine. In the team competition, we need to calculate the time for each round, so let's not waste it."

The group inside the secret realm didn't smell any blood, only a sweet scent. Relieved, they didn't ask any further questions.

The five of them glanced at the scene before them and found only a piece of land and a simple wooden house. The area in front of the house was bare, with only a few weeds and a well.

The door was protected by a special seal that couldn't be forcibly broken. Lin Du narrowed his eyes. "So, they're going to... farm?"

Sure enough, a line of golden words appeared in front of them.

[First Stage]

Please plant the spirit herb seeds. Once the spirit herbs have successfully grown, the next step will be indicated.

Yuan Ye chuckled, "Our Supreme Sect is very familiar with this!"

Lin Du glanced at the ground in front of him. "Let's loosen the soil first; it's too compacted."

Right after she said that, a pile of farm tools appeared in front of her.

"I've never fought such a rich battle in my life." Lin Du picked up a brand-new plow, pondered for a moment, poured in spiritual power, and the magic tool began to cultivate the land automatically.

Yuan Ye and Yan Qing, both with tears in their eyes, deeply agreed. The trio's hardship during the winter when repairing the farming artifacts was even greater than that of the beggars scavenging for scraps down the mountain. Those broken copper, scrap iron, broken wood, and fragmented formations made it hard not to suspect the terrifying amount of work involved; even opening up the mountain couldn't have created such a mess.

Xia Tianwu reached out and took the bag of seeds, glanced at it, and said, "There are quite a few seeds, seven or eight kinds."

The group glanced at each other, then picked up their respective magical implements and got to work on the spot, working with great enthusiasm.

While one group of people had already started working, other sects were still researching seeds and magical artifacts.

"What... are all these?" The disciples of Guiyuan Sect fell into deep thought.

"How about we try them one by one?" Another person picked up a strange magical artifact. "It looks like a halberd. Wu Xi, do you recognize it?"

Wu Xi shook her head. A female cultivator beside her watched for a while and said, "These must be farming tools. Aren't we supposed to be planting grass?"

"Isn't it just a matter of digging up the soil and planting it?"

Someone picked up a magical artifact and tentatively infused it with spiritual power. The curved plow immediately sped forward, heading straight into the crowd. The plow's yoke still slammed into the four people who were huddled together.

The four people scattered in a disheveled state. The disciples of Guiyuan Sect, dressed in gauze, flew into the air like light butterflies, but their bodies were unusually heavy. They landed in all directions, heavy yet light, like large fluttering moths with their beautiful butterfly wings torn off.

The audience burst into laughter.

"Why is this secret realm testing farming skills again this year?!"

"Do these disciples even know what those things are?"

"Forget about direct disciples, only menial disciples and outer disciples probably know about this!"

"Who says so? I think the disciples of the Supreme Sect are using it very well."

"Indeed, the land of the Supreme Sect has been completely plowed."

The sect leader of Guiyuan Sect rubbed his forehead and complained, "What's going on this year? Why do we still have to farm?"

"It is said that when the secret realm was being built this year, the leaders of the Supreme Sect and the Salvation Sect suggested that we should return to simplicity and increase the assessment of basic skills."

"I knew they were up to no good!" Pei Qin blurted out.

The Guiyuan Sect leader was even less inclined to lower his hand. "...Watch your words."

On the screen, the disciples of the Supreme Sect have already begun sowing seeds.

Lin Du looked at the seeds in his hand. "Wait a minute, let's sort them. Some like shade and some like sun. Look, these two can't be planted together. The Su Linglan and these others need to be separated, otherwise the ones next to them will wither and die."

Yuan Ye glanced at it and said, "Indeed."

Ni Jinxuan's eyes widened. "Why do you know about Yuan Ye too?!"

Yuan Ye raised his eyes and grinned, "There's not much going on in the harem. My mother is passionate about growing flowers. She says things like lilies of the valley can't be planted with daffodils, or they'll die. Although the plants in the cultivation world are different, there are always things that complement and counteract each other."

"And your second uncle farms too." Lin Du and Xia Tian finished dividing the seeds without much effort, realizing the sinister intentions of the person who set the questions. It wasn't just about seeds that were incompatible with each other, but also seeds that preferred shade, sunlight, water, or drought—all sorts of attributes were included.

The five people honestly began planting, planting the shade-loving plants in the corner of the wall, watering and fertilizing them, and then began their tactical methods.

"Grow up quickly, grow up quickly," Jinxuan prayed fervently.

"It would be a disservice to such a brand-new farm tool if it didn't grow long," Yuan Ye challenged.

"Man follows the earth, the earth follows heaven, heaven follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature. We've done everything we should. Aren't you growing?" Yan Qing recited the Heart Sutra to the plant.

"But speaking of which, I just sensed it, and the spiritual energy in the well water should be sufficient. Time flows much faster in this secret realm than outside."

As if to prove Lin Du's words, the seeds began to slowly break through the soil, sprout, grow, and emerge.

Please harvest the spiritual herbs at the appropriate time. Once a certain number of herbs have been collected, the restrictions on the dwelling will automatically open.

Xia Tian glanced at it and said, "Some medicines are made from seedlings, some from leaves, some from fruits, and some from flowers, Junior Uncle?"

Lin Du exclaimed, "Yuan Ye!"

Yuan Ye rolled up his sleeves. "Coming, coming."

Yan Qing and Jin Xuan were not familiar with this matter, but Xia Tianwu was a medical cultivator, and Yuan Ye's Lu Ban book contained some records of it. Lin Du was forced to read a lot of basic medicine by Xia Tianwu's random checks. The three of them acted quickly, and as time passed, they collected the materials little by little and put them in a jade box that appeared at the door of the house at some unknown time.

While a group of people were busy harvesting in turn, other sects had finally managed to plant their seeds, which involved digging up the soil, sowing the seeds, burying them, and watering them.

Wu Xi held onto the sword, refusing to yield even in the face of death, saying, "How can you use my sword to dig a hole?"

The female cultivator beside her whispered, "Then you'll use your hand?"

Wu Xi: ...

"A scabbard isn't out of the question either."

He reluctantly began digging a pit using a scabbard adorned with precious inlays.

A group of people were in a chaotic and hesitant state, but finally, the seed sprouted.

As more and more spiritual plants filled the white jade box, the restrictions on the door were triggered, and it creaked open.

Lin Du glanced at the ground that wasn't completely cleared yet. "Shall we go in first?"

"We've already planted them, let's wait a little longer." Yuan Ye was squatting in front of a green fruit. "This one is delicious."

Lin Du estimated the time and said, "That works too."

Within the water mirror, of the more than twenty sections, only the spiritual fields of the Supreme Sect were thriving, lush and verdant, with things constantly ripening and being harvested.

Meanwhile, spiritual plants began to sprout in many other sects' territories. They were lush and tender, which was quite pleasing. However, as they grew larger, many of them developed white spots or withered and died. The wind blew the withered leaves, swirling them past the houses, and all that was missing was a mournful tune from a zither.

A rogue cultivator in the audience remarked, "I don't know why, but watching these sect elites stumble around finally gives me a sense of satisfaction."

"What kind of grand competition is this? Isn't this just a farming contest?"

"If this were a farming competition, everyone except those from the Supreme Sect and a few smaller sects would go bankrupt."

"No wonder the disciples of the Jishi Sect didn't participate. If they did, they would have crushed other sects and gotten full marks."

"This is only the first hurdle. The first hurdle is easy; the real challenges are yet to come."

"But speaking of which, why do these geniuses from the Supreme Sect also know how to farm?"

"What else could it be? Don't you know the Supreme Sect has been desperately poor all these years?"

"Oh right, the Supreme Sect is about to go bankrupt. I heard that even the Jun Ding Prefecture has switched to selling local specialties."

The last fruit turned from green to red. Yuan Ye excitedly picked the fruit, and the four people who were squatting at the door casually eating jerky suddenly stood up. Yuan Ye made a basket shot, and the five of them stepped into the house.

[First challenge, first item: Spiritual Medicine Project. 150 seeds from the Supreme Sect, 150 plants survived, 312 portions of the Spiritual Medicine were correctly harvested and inserted into the medicinal part. Points: 312. Current ranking: 1st]

The disciples of the Supreme Sect, seated at the table, all clasped their hands together and smiled demurely.

"Oh well, there's nothing I can do about it; the kid just loves life."

Hearing this, an elder from the Guiyuan Sect turned to Pei Qin and whispered, "What kind of good sect would kidnap their direct disciples to farm? Look how skilled they are, they must have done it a lot before. Is this how the Supreme Sect wastes its talent?"

Pei Qin clenched his fist. "That's still better than me, a traitorous disciple, digging with my own natal sword. That's a real waste."

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