Immortality and Cultivation: I Have Three Times the Lifespan

Chapter 21 The King of Rice Planting, the God of Land Reclamation

A gentle breeze blows, and the roots of the rice seedlings are quickly enveloped by the spiritually potent mud and water. The leaves sway gently in the morning breeze, appearing exceptionally vibrant.

In just two hours, the rice seedlings in the five mu of spiritual fields were all planted.

The lush green rice seedlings are neatly arranged, shimmering in the golden winter sunlight, while the muddy water sparkles, making them the most eye-catching scenery in the area.

In contrast, most of the other day laborers were still struggling to complete their first mu of land. Even Wang Ergou, who was progressing relatively quickly, had only completed a little over two mu and was covered in sweat from exhaustion.

Yang Changsheng did not stop and went straight to Steward Liu, who was on patrol.

"Manager Liu, I have completed the transplanting of all five acres of Jade Crystal Rice seedlings. I heard that if the day laborers have extra capacity, they can also cultivate a few acres of spirit fields and earn higher pay?" He asked calmly, without beating around the bush.

Manager Liu was looking displeased because several short-term workers had failed in raising seedlings and the land preparation was slow. Upon hearing this, he suddenly turned his head to look at the spirit field that Yang Changsheng was in charge of.

When he saw the five acres of neat, thriving, and lush green rice seedlings, a glint of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

He strode to the edge of the field, carefully examining the depth, spacing, and soil condition of the rice seedlings with his divine sense. He then squatted down and cast a small spell, rubbing the damp mud to feel the spiritual energy and fertility it contained.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Manager Liu said "good" three times in a row, his face showing genuine appreciation for the rare occasion. His previous contempt for Yang Changsheng's delicate skin completely vanished.

Such progress surpasses all the short-term workers, and in some aspects is even comparable to that of the intermediate-level spiritual plant masters in the Liu family who have mastered advanced planting techniques.

"Yang Changsheng, your skills are not those of a novice. The land preparation is meticulous, the seedling cultivation is excellent, and the transplanting technique is even more skillful... Alright, I keep my word. As long as you can do it, you can cultivate as many acres as you want. If the inspection is satisfactory, the payment will be calculated according to the previously agreed 36 spirit pearls for five acres without any deduction. If the quality is consistently this good, there will be an additional bonus!" Manager Liu said with a smile.

The main sect's cultivators haven't migrated to the other areas yet, and there's a shortage of manpower. Naturally, they'd be eager to hire such a capable short-term worker with low pay.

It should be noted that the skills of a mid-level spirit plant master are already comparable to those of a first-tier low-grade talisman master, and their prices are calculated in spirit stones, making them incredibly economical with spirit pearls.

Although the other party has not yet reached that level, because the next three months will require more core techniques, it is impossible for them to figure it out on their own.

"Thank you, Steward." Yang Changsheng nodded slightly, his face showing little joy, as if he had only done a trivial matter.

No longer deliberately concealing his strength, he turned around, picked up a steel hoe, and walked towards the nearby uncultivated wasteland.

This time, there will be no more restraint.

"when!"

With a single swing of his arm, a terrifying force of four thousand jin was poured into the steel hoe, making each swing powerful and heavy. The hard frozen soil was easily cut and crushed like tofu.

The water-controlling magic created a thin rope that seemed to come alive, precisely picking up and throwing up pebbles and weeds.

Turning over soil, breaking up clods, removing debris, leveling... the movements are fluid and efficient.

What would take others several days to cultivate an acre of land, he could complete in less than two hours.

Amidst the swirling dust, the tall, agile figure of a young man in a grey robe, like a tireless puppet, rapidly advanced across the wasteland, appearing both divine and demonic.

This scene left all the day laborers who witnessed it speechless.

The atmosphere was exceptionally lively during lunch at Lingnongju, with the conversation almost entirely revolving around Yang Changsheng.

"My God! Is Yang Changsheng made of iron? His strength... is probably comparable to a mid-grade first-tier demon beast."

"It's not just strength; the range, precision, and spiritual energy concentration of his Minor Cloud Rain Technique are almost on par with Steward Liu performing it himself. He doesn't seem like a cultivator at the second level of Qi Refining at all!"

"He planted five acres of rice seedlings in less than a day, and then reclaimed several more acres? Is this...is this even human? This kid must be a specially bred earth-digging beast by a high-level spiritual plant cultivator!"

"I heard that Manager Liu even tried to win that kid over, promising him a minimum of thirty-six spirit beads before the deadline, plus other bonuses... It's infuriating how people compare!"

Several short-term cultivators discussed among themselves, predicting that the handsome young man would definitely make a fortune after the project was completed.

Everyone's faces were filled with envy, not jealousy. The other person earned his living through skill, with exquisite technique, and did manual labor that was impossible to learn.

"Hey, earning a lot is a skill, but for a mere Qi Refining Level 2 cultivator to earn so much, with a kid carrying gold in the bustling city, it's hard not to be tempted by this old man..."

In the corner, a burly man with a scar on his forehead swept his cold gaze across the crowd, lingering on Yang Changsheng for a moment before a barely perceptible sneer appeared on his lips.

He swallowed a large mouthful of spiritual porridge, his eyes filled with greed and ferocity, already plotting his get-rich-quick scheme.

Yang Changsheng sat quietly to the side, sipping the spiritual porridge and feeling the warm current nourishing his body, seemingly oblivious to the surrounding discussions and the malicious gaze of the scarred strongman.

When Wang Ergou looked worried about falling behind, he simply said, "Ergou, don't be too hasty when you're working the soil. Use your waist strength instead of your arms to push the hoe into the soil at an angle... Use earth-moving techniques to carry away the gravel; it will save a lot of effort."

These few words were like a revelation to Wang Ergou. He already had planting experience, but his talent in magic was too poor. After receiving guidance, he made a small breakthrough.

As a result, the afternoon's progress was indeed much faster, and my body was not so sore.

When Wang Ergou finished work that evening, his eyes were filled with gratitude as he looked at Yang Changsheng.

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On the morning of the eleventh day, while most day laborers were still busy with the final transplanting of rice seedlings, the seedlings in the five mu of newly reclaimed spiritual fields under Yang Changsheng's responsibility had all been transplanted.

Ten acres of lush greenery stretched out in the morning light, vibrant and eye-catching.

Manager Liu came to inspect again, his face showing even more admiration. He praised Yang Changsheng in public, subtly implying that he hoped Yang Changsheng would consider staying with the Liu family.

Yang Changsheng responded humbly, only saying that he had been led into the path of immortality by the Lu family and signed a twenty-year spiritual contract, and was not truly free, thus lightly changing the subject.

The days passed quietly in their ordinariness and fulfillment.

To prepare the next batch of seedlings for the newly reclaimed fields, the existing reclaimed fields are irrigated, supplemented with fertilizer, and weeds and pests are precisely controlled using water management techniques.

Then, without fail, there are four hours of Xuan Yuan Jue cultivation to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the body tempering of the Sun and Moon Nine Revolutions Tribulation Scripture.

Yang Changsheng meticulously cared for the spiritual field according to the growth requirements of the Jade Crystal Rice. Under his careful nurturing and nourished by the extremely hidden vitality of the ancient golden tree, the seedlings grew far faster than others, and a bountiful harvest was already in sight.

Before we knew it, the first month of the short-term job had passed, and Lingtian entered the critical period of irrigation and fertilization. Weeding and pest control also needed to be done more frequently and meticulously.

On this day, the peace was shattered.