A Mortal's Journey to Immortality: Starting as a Rogue Cultivator

His face immediately turned green.

It's even greener than the dark green of the small bottle.

However, he had to patiently press for further details, not daring to reveal the slightest impropriety:

"Uncle-Master, what's the explanation?"

"Hey, good attitude."

Seeing the young man's reaction, the middle-aged Chen Tianya's smile widened:

"Firstly, the Grandmaster's mountain peak and cave dwelling are special areas designated by the sect, forbidden grounds. Without his permission, lower-level disciples are not even allowed to approach the peak, and must fly around it to travel. Even the elders at the Core Formation stage who want to pay their respects to the Grandmaster must follow a set procedure. Secondly, the Grandmaster often goes into seclusion for several years or even decades at a time. Any Qi Refining stage disciple who is lucky enough to be chosen as his attendant would surely have a carefree and leisurely life."

Furthermore, the disciples under Grandmaster Linghu not only have plenty of free time to cultivate, but they also get to benefit from the spiritual energy of the sacred land. Grandmaster Linghu's cave dwelling is known to be the place with the richest spiritual energy in the valley. Moreover, if Grandmaster Linghu is in a good mood, he might even bestow treasures upon them.

Anyway, there are many benefits.

"But the conditions must be very demanding, right?"

Wang Li's eye twitched.

"That's right, one in ten thousand must have a Heavenly Spiritual Root, and it must be the same Wood Spiritual Root as the Grandmaster, in order to catch the Grandmaster's eye."

Alternatively, one might need a special constitution that leans towards the wood element to have a significant chance of success.

Mentioning this topic, Uncle Chen let out a barely perceptible sigh.

There's probably some story behind this.

However, as long as it has nothing to do with him, Mr. Wang, then the topic was changed:

"And then? Where are the other places?"

"Don't worry.

"Yes, in this direction, let's walk around and talk."

Uncle Chen was very skilled at piloting the flying spaceship.

The direction of the flight pointed directly to a valley about ten miles away:

"The second place I want to talk about is the Spirit Valley Plantation, which is where Spirit Valley is grown."

Chapter 11 Getting Started and Making Your First Pot of Gold

"Farming?"

Wang Li raised an eyebrow.

"That's one way to understand it."

Uncle Chen nodded.

“That’s not right, Uncle-Master. As far as I know, farming is hard and troublesome. There’s cultivating seedlings, watering and irrigating, weeding frequently, controlling pests, and finally harvesting fertile soil. This whole process takes up most of your time.”

This is still ordinary planting.

There are probably even more intricacies involved in cultivating the sacred grains of immortals.

"Where would there be time to cultivate then?"

Wang Li frowned and sighed.

This kind of peace and quiet is not what he wants.

"Have you ever done ordinary farm work before?"

"Know a thing or two."

This is not a lie.

In his previous life, he entered the city when he was six or seven years old. Before that, he had lived in the countryside and knew more or less about planting.

"Don't apply those mundane standards to our cultivation world. Spiritual grains aren't as delicate as some mundane flowers; their vitality is quite strong."

Uncle Chen shook his head and chuckled:

"Managing the Spirit Valley plantation is a cushy job; countless Qi Refining disciples would fight tooth and nail for it. Don't look down on it!"

"Oh, is that so?"

This time, Wang Li showed the curiosity that a young man should have, and he was indeed surprised.

"You've asked me to collect pill formulas, so you must have some experience in alchemy, right?"

Uncle Chen asked this question in return.

The thoughtfulness revealed in her words made Wang Li's heart skip a beat;

But his expression remained unchanged, completely calm:

"I was lucky enough to obtain the formulas for two pills, the Yellow Dragon Pill and the Golden Marrow Pill, and I tried to refine them twice. It was because of this that I was able to reach the ninth level of Qi Refining. Is there a problem, Uncle?"

He still had quite a few Yellow Dragon Pills and Golden Marrow Pills on him, and he would need to rely on these two pills to break through to the tenth or even eleventh level of Qi Refining. In addition, the formulas for these two pills were not rare; they were considered sacred medicines in the mortal world, but were insignificant in the cultivation world. Moreover, the pills were only effective for those below the tenth level of Qi Refining, but their effects were almost negligible above the tenth level. Therefore, neither the formulas nor the pills themselves were of great value.

What truly has value are those elixirs that meet the requirements of age.

"You are truly blessed."

Uncle Chen waved his hand, indicating that he was not interested in it.

He didn't doubt the boy's explanation; otherwise, for a rogue cultivator with three spiritual roots to cultivate a basic technique to the ninth level by the age of eighteen would be... well, a little too fast.

However, ordinary, century-old medicinal herbs, such as century-old ginseng or century-old he shou wu, are actually of little use to them at the Foundation Establishment stage.

Rare spiritual herbs that can only be cultivated in certain forbidden areas.

Some of those spiritual herbs, even if they are only a hundred years old, have extremely strong medicinal power, and can even surpass ordinary spiritual herbs with a thousand years of medicinal life.

"Hey hey hey..."

Wang Li simply smiled and remained silent in response to the middle-aged man's attitude.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man shook his head and smiled.

"Then, do you know what the main ingredient is for refining the Bigu Pill?"

“Of course it’s Linggu.”

Wang Li responded very affirmatively to this.

He had seen the formula for the Bigu Dan (a fasting pill) at the Tainan Small Meeting; it was a common, unremarkable product.

Uncle Chen nodded as well:

"That's right, the main ingredient is spirit grain. But take our Yellow Maple Valley for example, out of more than 10,000 cultivators, there are only a few hundred at the Foundation Establishment stage, only a handful of senior uncles and aunts at the Core Formation stage, and only one at the Nascent Soul stage, Ancestor Linghu. The other cultivators are all at the Qi Refining stage."

These are tens of thousands of Qi Refining stage cultivators.

These people haven't yet reached the Foundation Establishment stage and can't abstain from grains, so they can't just indulge in alcohol and meat every day, can they?

Even disciples at the Qi Refining stage need to go into seclusion for more than a month or even several months.

How can we function without fasting pills?

This demonstrates the importance of the Bigu Pill for low-level cultivators.

The change of direction also highlights the importance of Linggu.

“But Uncle-Master, the more important the spirit grain is, the greater the demand, wouldn’t that further delay the cultivation of those who grow it?”

"I've already told you, don't use those mortal standards to judge our cultivation world! With your Qi Refining Level 9 cultivation, even if you were in charge of dozens of acres of spiritual fields in a valley, would it really take you a quarter of an hour each time to plant spirit grains?"

Wang Li was taken aback.

As the middle-aged man explained the key points one by one, he realized just how sought-after this job was.

"As for pests and such?"

There's no need to worry.

Because the valley where the spirit field is located is covered by a strong array of restrictions, even some level-two demonic beasts cannot break in; we managers cannot enter without permission, and the people inside must activate the restrictions; mere pests probably cannot even touch the edge of the spirit valley.

Moreover, after each harvest of spirit grain, a dedicated person would thoroughly clean the spirit field, removing weeds and roots from deep within the soil, and then sow new seeds of ordinary spirit grain. With a three-month harvest cycle, the person in charge of planting only needed to water the seedlings twice a day, morning and evening, and then assist the harvesters in verifying the spirit grain yield at harvest time.

As long as the sect's quota is met, you can receive thirty-six spirit stones each quarter; and for each quota exceeded, you will receive an additional spirit stone as a reward.

That's definitely a great job!

"Uncle-Master, how many spirit fields does our Yellow Maple Valley have?"

Wang Li hurriedly asked.

Needless to say, he was tempted.

Not for the so-called reward, but for the specially assigned restrictions.

Damn it, what's the difference between this and a "country within a country"?

This place was practically made for him!

It is even more blessed than Master Ma's medicinal herb garden.

There's always Master Ma keeping an eye on things! He couldn't guarantee that he would receive the same care from Master Ma as Han Laomo in the original story, and thus not have the secret of the cave next to the herb garden discovered.

However, these spirit fields are entirely private property! Without the consent of those inside, even Foundation Establishment stage managers cannot enter.

Besides, his grandmasters at the Core Formation stage didn't have the time to wander around his spiritual field area all day, and he could easily have carved out a secluded cave in the valley...

In short, it's stable.

"What, you want to go farming?"

"Uh-huh."

Wang Li nodded vigorously, completely at heart.

result……

"You wish."

Uncle Chen poured a bucket of cold water on him.

"Uh……"

Wang Li's smile froze.