Immortality Start with Farming - chapter 809 (Patreon)

Chapter 809: Harvest

“If Ren Water Ancestor knew that what his disciple had presented to him was actually a pig-raising cultivation technique, I wonder what he would think.”

Qin Ming slightly turned his head and opened his mouth to eat a spirit fruit Tian Ling’er had peeled for him. The smile on his face grew even wider.

“It’s one thing if that old fellow never cultivates it. But if he can’t resist and actually starts cultivating that pig-raising technique, then...”

Old Devil Qingyang also revealed a meaningful smile. “Then those ten thousand years of cultivation will become a wedding dress sewn for little friend Qin. Hehehehe!”

Just then—

Outside Little Turtle Peak, Baili Hui and Mo Lingwei came hurrying over to report.

After the battle, Insect Devil Yin Lingzi had become famous in a single stroke, and the entire Kunlun Domain was buzzing with discussion.

“This old servant greets Master. Important news has arrived. Tianhe Sect’s Yin Lingzi used great divine powers to slay the demon general Mogulu. His name has already spread throughout the cultivation world.”

“I’m afraid the demon and monster races have likely heard of it as well.”

“He has now become one of the top figures. It is said he even saved the Commander-in-Chief’s life...”

“There is a very high chance that he will rise to prominence.”

Baili Hui faithfully relayed all the information he had gathered to Qin Ming.

Even Mo Lingwei was deeply shocked upon hearing the news.

After all, how powerful did one have to be to kill a demon general?

Fortunately, however, Yin Lingzi seemed to have developed a good relationship with her Peak Lord.

The last few times he had visited, the two had chatted and laughed together. He had even been invited inside the cave dwelling. It seemed that their previous misunderstandings had already been resolved.

After listening to their report, Qin Ming casually said:

“I am already aware of this matter. There is no need for you two to concern yourselves.”

“Focus on your cultivation during this period. The cultivation world is beset by troubles both within and without. Only by strengthening yourselves can you truly secure your future.”

“We obey, Master!”

Seeing that Qin Ming appeared largely unmoved by the news, Baili Hui and Mo Lingwei exchanged strange looks.

They were just about to leave when, in the next moment—

Outside Little Turtle Peak, countless lotus petals suddenly emerged from the void.

Flowers rained from the sky as the petals gradually solidified, forming the figure of a noble woman dressed in luxurious palace robes.

The falling petals were manifestations of Heaven and Earth Origin Qi condensed into physical form. One could easily imagine just how terrifying her cultivation was.

Immediately afterward, an overwhelming spiritual pressure spread outward, causing the surrounding space to momentarily freeze.

Baili Hui and Mo Lingwei had never seen such heaven-defying methods before. They almost thought an immortal maiden from the Immortal Realm had descended.

Moreover, it was obvious that this person’s cultivation far surpassed that of their own Peak Lord.

Not only them, but Yue Lingyan and Blue Ice Saintess, who were cultivating inside the cave dwelling, as well as those on the main peak, all sensed what was happening outside.

Every one of them revealed expressions of profound shock.

“A Fusion cultivator...”

Faced with such a situation, Baili Hui and Mo Lingwei were completely at a loss. They stood frozen in place, not daring to move, awaiting instructions.

The visitor was none other than the Myriad Blossoms Saint Lord of the neighboring Flower Spirit Race.

Qin Ming himself had not expected this major figure of the Flower Spirit Race to personally visit Little Turtle Peak.

He immediately opened the sixth-tier grand formation and welcomed her inside before bowing respectfully.

“So it is Senior Myriad Blossoms Saint Lord. Welcome to Little Turtle Peak.”

At the same time, Qin Ming discreetly observed her.

Compared to before, the Myriad Blossoms Saint Lord’s complexion had improved dramatically. She appeared refreshed and full of vitality.

After consuming the two Profoundspirit Immortal Peaches Qin Ming had traded to her earlier, not only had she regained over four thousand years of lifespan and vitality, but what surprised Qin Ming even more was that her cultivation had actually advanced.

She seemed even more unfathomable than another Fusion powerhouse Qin Ming had met before—Ren Water Ancestor.

Old Devil Qingyang’s voice immediately sounded in Qin Ming’s mind.

“Tsk tsk tsk! Even I underestimated the Flower Spirit Race’s Saint Lord. She’s already recovered to the mid-Fusion stage so quickly. Judging from this, her original cultivation should have been above the Fusion Realm.”

“Yes, that should be the case. The Flower Spirit Race inherited an ancient lineage. As the leader of such a race, her cultivation definitely shouldn’t be limited to what she’s displaying now.”

After hearing Old Devil Qingyang’s analysis, Qin Ming found it highly reasonable.

Perhaps this Myriad Blossoms Saint Lord was just like Daoist Lu Yun from back then—someone who concealed unfathomable depths beneath an unassuming exterior.

Thinking of this, the smile on Qin Ming’s face grew even brighter.

He then turned to Tian Ling’er and Little Silver Fox.

“Quickly bring Senior Myriad Blossoms some spirit tea and spirit fruits.”

Hearing this, Little Silver Fox and Tian Ling’er cautiously glanced at the immensely powerful Myriad Blossoms Saint Lord before hurrying off to prepare tea.

The Myriad Blossoms Saint Lord nodded and looked around.

The lush high-tier spirit plants growing on the main peak were no less impressive than those of the Flower Spirit Race’s sacred land.

As for the towering Skyvault Tree standing atop the main peak, it continuously gathered Heaven and Earth Origin Qi from all directions.

“Oh? A Skyvault Tree unique to the Wood Crystal Race. Those stubborn old trees were actually willing to give it to little friend Li?”

“That’s quite rare.”

She seemed to recognize the tree.

“And those two little girls are extraordinary as well.”

Especially when her gaze fell upon Tian Ling’er, she immediately felt the desire to take her as a disciple.

“A mid-sixth-tier Nascent Infant Ganoderma... Fellow Daoist Li truly possesses deep fortune and remarkable luck.”

Qin Ming smiled faintly.

“You flatter me, Senior. Please enjoy Little Turtle Peak’s specialty spirit tea.”

After sharing tea and exchanging pleasantries for a while, the Myriad Blossoms Saint Lord finally got to the point.

“The reason I came today is to personally thank little friend Li.”

“The two Profoundspirit Immortal Peaches you traded to me were indeed of exceptional quality. Their medicinal age exceeded ten thousand years.”

“Their effects far surpassed ordinary immortal peaches and even brought me unexpected gains.”

“Besides that, I also wished to inquire about the whereabouts of Yin Lingzi and little friend Profound Tortoise Divine Lord. I’ve heard about recent events and wanted to learn more firsthand.”

“I also heard that little friend Yin Lingzi is quite close to you. I never expected him to become so famous recently.”

“With only Void Refinement cultivation, he has already begun influencing the balance among humans, demons, and monsters. He can truly be called unprecedented throughout history.”

Upon hearing this, Qin Ming felt somewhat strange.

Looks like my Demon Infant Primordial Spirit has been making too much of a splash lately. Even Fusion cultivators are paying close attention now.

The identity of Yin Lingzi is becoming increasingly sensitive. Once I’ve squeezed out a few more benefits, it may be time to abandon that identity.

Otherwise, if my status as an ascended cultivator from the Mortal Realm is exposed, one of the Demon Realm Sacred Ancestors might cross realms to deal with me. That would be difficult to handle.

Several thoughts flashed through Qin Ming’s mind in an instant.

Old Devil Qingyang, however, seemed to understand his concerns.

“Relax, little friend Qin. Those Sacred Ancestors of the Ancient Devil Realm cannot personally cross over. At most, they can send avatars like last time.”

“Even then, they must pay a certain price. While the cultivation and divine powers an avatar can wield in the Spirit Realm far exceed what’s possible in a lower realm like the Mortal Realm, once you reach the Fusion Realm, their threat should be manageable.”

“After all, you destroyed the avatar of Six Paths Sacred Ancestor while still in the Divine Transformation Realm. Hehehe.”

“The Fusion Realm is still quite far away. Hopefully things turn out as you say,” Qin Ming replied inwardly.

Old Devil Qingyang then offered another suggestion.

“Now that the Myriad Blossoms Saint Lord has gained four thousand years of lifespan and recovered to the mid-Fusion stage, she may eventually find seventh-tier treasures or higher in the Spirit Realm and restore even more of her original strength.”

“Building a good relationship with her now is a wise choice. After all, she still owes you a tremendous favor. If danger arises in the future, she could serve as a valuable backup plan.”

“Still, some matters must remain under your own control. Human hearts are unpredictable. Always stay vigilant.”

Qin Ming silently nodded and continued conversing with the Myriad Blossoms Saint Lord.

She was actually quite pleasant.

Most Fusion-level powerhouses carried themselves with lofty airs, but she was exceptionally approachable.

At one point, she even proposed taking Tian Ling’er as a disciple.

Tian Ling’er, however, shook her head so hard it resembled a rattle drum and clung tightly to Qin Ming’s leg.

Simply absorbing the excess Grass and Wood Vitality that leaked out while Qin Ming cultivated was more beneficial than hundreds of years of cultivation elsewhere.

Moreover, she had already grown accustomed to life within the Lesser Spirit Realm.

The Myriad Blossoms Saint Lord naturally understood that the destined opportunity had not yet arrived.

Ten thousand years ago, if word had spread that someone had rejected her offer of discipleship, who knew what people would have thought?

Such a heaven-sent opportunity had been passed up.

Soon afterward, the Myriad Blossoms Saint Lord spent roughly half a day at Little Turtle Peak before taking her leave.

Qin Ming also revealed a little information regarding the whereabouts of Insect Devil Yin Lingzi and Profound Tortoise Divine Lord. It was hardly a major secret.

After she departed, Baili Hui and Mo Lingwei cautiously approached Qin Ming.

“Master, was that really the Fusion Realm powerhouse from the Flower Spirit Race of the Southern Wilderness Plains?”

Qin Ming nodded.

“Indeed.”

Hearing his confirmation, both were profoundly shaken.

Without them even realizing it, Qin Ming had reached the point where he could sit and converse with Fusion powerhouses as equals.

As mere Divine Transformation cultivators, this was the first time they had ever seen a living Fusion expert.

Even though Baili Hui had once belonged to a Fusion-level sect, at most he had only seen Void Refinement elders.

…

Meanwhile, at Tianhe Sect in the Redwater Wasteland.

After leaving Ren Water Ancestor, Qin Ming’s Demon Infant Primordial Spirit returned to its cave dwelling according to Yin Lingzi’s memories.

As the Third Supreme Elder of Tianhe Sect, Yin Lingzi naturally enjoyed great prestige and abundant resources.

Any cultivation materials he needed could be gathered by his disciples with a single command.

Most Void Refinement cultivators spent their time cultivating divine powers and advancing their cultivation.

The cave dwelling itself was tranquil and rich in spiritual energy, situated atop a sixth-tier high-grade spirit vein.

After entering the cave dwelling, Qin Ming began reviewing the gains from this expedition.

First were the corpses of Mogulu and the demon cultivator Devil Shark.

These were top-tier fertilizers for cultivating spirit plants.

He first extracted Mogulu’s primordial spirit.

Having been struck by the Soulbane Sword, the demon soul had already lost all self-awareness.

Qin Ming used his vast soul power to perform Soulsearch, hoping to obtain useful information.

Unfortunately, after several attempts, he discovered a dark mark hidden within the primordial spirit.

It was clearly some advanced self-destruction restriction.

The moment he forcibly searched the soul, Mogulu’s primordial spirit would instantly collapse.

As an important figure among the demon race, Mogulu naturally possessed special safeguards against soul searching.

Qin Ming immediately contacted his main body and asked whether Old Devil Qingyang knew a way to break the restriction.

After some time, his Demon Infant Primordial Spirit received a method for removing it.

After reading it, he could not help but mutter:

“How does this old ghost know so much about demon affairs?”

Still, he did not dwell on it.

Using Crystallized Divine Sense, he formed a twisted rune in the air according to the method and sent it into Mogulu’s primordial spirit before beginning the soul search.

A long while later, Qin Ming’s expression repeatedly shifted.

“Sikong Old Devil...”

“So Mogulu is actually his direct successor. That’s somewhat troublesome.”

“Then again, I’ve already made enemies of Demon Realm Sacred Ancestors. Compared to that, a mere Fusion demon cultivator is hardly worth mentioning.”

Thinking this, Qin Ming immediately felt relieved.

He then pointed toward the demon corpses and cast Thorn Technique.

Countless black vines erupted forth and plunged into the bodies of the two demon experts like writhing tentacles.

A few breaths later, the vines drained both corpses and their primordial spirits completely, condensing them into two enormous soul beads at the peak of Void Refinement.

If fed to the Yama Immortal Vine, it would undoubtedly enjoy another tremendous feast.

At that point, the cultivation progress of his Indestructible Immortal Body and Eternal Green Emperor Scripture would advance yet again.

His natal spirit plant, Blackvine, had already reached the Soul-Devouring stage.

Should it progress even further, it might reach an unimaginable level.

As for the shriveled demon corpses, they were also precious fertilizer.

They could continue nourishing the Profound Yellow Myriad Qi Blood Mother Vine.

Nothing was wasted.

Next, Qin Ming examined the storage pouches of the two demon cultivators.

As major figures among the demon race, they naturally possessed no shortage of treasures.

Top-tier cultivation resources filled the pouches.

Besides Mogulu’s supreme treasure, the Demon Emperor Banner, there were also several sixth-tier demonic treasures.

Inside Devil Shark’s storage pouch, he even found a massive black spiked club.

He had no idea what material it was made from, but it possessed a suppressive effect on Heaven and Earth Origin Qi and contained thunder-force power.

It was a rare sixth-tier top-grade demonic treasure.

Holding the black club in his hand, Qin Ming weighed it experimentally.

“Devourer Rat would definitely like this thing.”

It was not particularly suitable for his own use, so after some thought, he concluded that Devourer Rat was the perfect recipient.

He then continued examining the rest of the treasures.

Before long, he found a blood-colored token.

A special symbol of the Bloodmare Organization was engraved on it, along with the number thirteen.

Through his soul search of Mogulu, Qin Ming had learned that the Bloodmare Organization was an extremely mysterious group even within the Demon Realm.

Only demon cultivators whose strength far surpassed their peers could join.

Its membership was not large.

Devil Shark’s token indicated his ranking within the organization.

Even a powerful body-refining demon cultivator like him ranked outside the top ten.

That meant the top ten members were the organization’s true trump cards.

There might even be Fusion cultivators among them.

After sorting everything, Qin Ming stored it all away.

This expedition had yielded tremendous gains.

He planned to bring the items back to his main body when the opportunity arose.

…

Inside a cave dwelling within the Lesser Spirit Realm.

Devourer Rat sat upright with utmost seriousness, cultivating diligently with its eyes closed.

Its expression was solemn.

Again and again, it circulated its demonic power through a complete Heavenly Cycle.

The pitch-black demon core within its body continued to grow larger, having already reached the limit of fifth-tier perfection.

A breakthrough opportunity lay just ahead.

But suddenly—

Its emotions churned.

Its left eyelid began twitching uncontrollably.

Devourer Rat immediately exited cultivation and stroked its chin.

“Strange. Why did I suddenly get the feeling I’m about to strike it rich? Could it actually be true?”

“Forget it.”

“Third Brother, Blue Ice Saintess, and Xiao Qing have already left me far behind.”

“Even if there’s some enormous temptation outside, I refuse to leave seclusion until I break through to the sixth tier!”

“As a member of the Spirit-Devouring Clan with noble True Spirit bloodline, I still have at least this much backbone!”

At that very moment, Qin Ming’s voice transmission echoed in its mind.

“Devourer Rat, how has your cultivation been progressing lately?”

“My Demon Infant Primordial Spirit recently killed two peak Void Refinement demons in the Redwater Wasteland.”

“I obtained a black spiked club, a rare sixth-tier top-grade demonic treasure, and I was planning to bring it back as a reward for you.”

The moment it heard this, Devourer Rat’s body shook violently.

All its previous grand declarations were instantly thrown out the window.

It transformed into a streak of black light and rushed out.

Within only a few breaths, it arrived before Qin Ming.

Its face was filled with excitement.

“What?! A sixth-tier top-grade demonic treasure? Master, are you serious?”

“Of course. Or do you not want it?” Qin Ming asked while sipping spirit tea.

“I definitely want it! Then I thank Master for the reward. Hehehe!”

Devourer Rat immediately put on a flattering grin and began enthusiastically massaging Qin Ming’s shoulders.

…

Several days later.

After handling matters in the Redwater Wasteland, Qin Ming’s Demon Infant Primordial Spirit secretly returned to Little Turtle Peak.

He handed all the spoils over to his main body.

After longing for it day and night, Devourer Rat finally saw the legendary black club.

It could barely contain itself.

The weapon was roughly twelve feet long.

Its entire body was dark black like profound iron, covered with savage spikes.

The spikes had clearly been refined from the fangs of ancient ferocious beasts and emitted an extremely terrifying blood-fiend aura.

However—

Just as Devourer Rat’s tiny hands trembled and it was about to receive the club—

The dull-witted youth transformed from the Blackwater Crocodile Demon King suddenly appeared beside them.

His gaze fell upon the weapon.

After a moment of hesitation, he spoke—something he rarely did.

“Master... may I have this item instead?”

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