Jiang Chen scratched his head and said, “I didn’t expect it either.”

After speaking, his gaze involuntarily drifted toward the stone mountain. Inside, ninety-nine mutated spirit rice plants still remained.

Chen Bo nodded slightly and then asked, “How do you want to handle this?”

Jiang Chen quickly replied, “I’ve looked it up. This mutated spirit rice is called [Golden Spirit Rice]. It contains rich metal spiritual energy and should be useful for Senior Brother Chen Tian!”

Upon hearing this, Chen Bo raised an eyebrow. “Are you sure?”

“I’m sure,” Jiang Chen nodded emphatically.

Immediately, Chen Bo began to ponder. “If it really is [Golden Spirit Rice], then my cousin should be willing to buy it.”

Jiang Chen hinted heavily, “Because we’re family, that’s why I notified you, Senior Brother.”

Understanding perfectly, Chen Bo promptly said, “Good. I’ll send someone to inform my cousin.”

Jiang Chen asked curiously, “Don’t we have communication talismans?”

Hearing this, Chen Bo explained, “Our immortal sect is too far from the Central Region. Communication talismans are useless here.”

Communication talismans, also called communication spirit talismans, were divided into two types: short-range and long-range. Generally speaking, they could be used for contact within the immortal sect or nearby areas. But if the distance was too great, they became ineffective.

Jiang Chen said with a hint of regret, “It seems I can only go talk to Elder Mu then.”

Chen Bo was taken aback for a moment before saying with a wry smile, “Don’t be hasty. Give me ten days. If I can’t get in touch with my cousin, then you can handle this mutated spirit rice as you wish.”

“Alright,” Jiang Chen replied. He had been waiting for exactly those words.

Chen Tian was not only a genius with three spiritual roots but also a core disciple of the Rain Pavilion. Moreover, his backing was a [Nascent Soul True Lord].

As long as he clung tightly to this powerful connection, he could farm comfortably and peacefully. He wasn’t interested in fighting, killing, or schemes and intrigues.

Afterward, Chen Bo swiftly departed on his Paper Crane.

Jiang Chen watched until the other disappeared from sight before withdrawing his gaze.

Now, all he had to do was wait patiently.

Several days later, there was still no news from Chen Tian. Instead, the spirit rice matured first.

Jiang Chen had been using the Green Lotus Domain every day to accelerate its growth rate. Now, he was finally seeing some results.

Of course, this time it was only a few days earlier than usual. After all, when he learned the [Green Lotus Art], spring had already been underway for two months.

At this moment, the mature spirit rice plants in the Spirit Farm swayed in the wind. The heavy ears of rice seemed as if they might fall at any second. Each grain was exceptionally plump, containing abundant non-attribute spiritual energy.

Jiang Chen held a sickle and spread out his spiritual sense.

Sure enough, 4,000 jin was the limit for a Tier-2 Spirit Farm. But Jiang Chen knew the time wasn’t right yet.

He stepped barefoot into the Spirit Farm and began harvesting relentlessly.

Since learning the Green Lotus Art, Jiang Chen’s physique had strengthened once more. Therefore, while harvesting, he not only didn’t feel tired but felt more motivated and energetic the more he worked.

When all the spirit plants in the Spirit Farm, whether spirit rice or vegetables, were completely harvested, less than two hours had passed. His efficiency was remarkably high.

This harvest was actually quite similar to the last one in terms of yield. All kinds of vegetables added up to about 200 jin. Among them, the number of mutated vegetables was higher than expected. Because sweet potatoes were buried underground, they hadn’t been discovered before.

Subtracting Jin Fugui’s 150 jin, Tie Zhu’s 50 jin, and Chen Tian’s 800 jin, Jiang Chen now had 5,000 jin of Tier-2 Spirit Rice on hand.

As for Lifespan… probably due to the mutated vegetables…

Jiang Chen stood on the ridge pondering. “Next up should be learning [Forest Stealth].”

Currently, his biggest shortcoming was his movement technique.

For cultivation techniques, he had the high-grade [Green Lotus Art]. For offensive spells, he had the high-grade [Vine Bind]. For defensive spells, he had the high-grade [Ironwood Armor]. Even his Spirit Wine had been upgraded to the more advanced [Golden Wine].

Then he didn’t leave but instead took out a flint.

He set fire to the piled-up straw with a single spark.

He had read about it before in Spirit Farm Anecdotes. There was a farming method called [Slash-and-Burn Cultivation].

The ‘slash’ part meant using tools to till the land to benefit crop growth. But since Tie Zhu was around for that work now, this method wasn’t strictly necessary.

The ‘burn’ part meant converting straw into ash through burning. This not only provided nutrients to the soil but also cleared weeds and even killed insect eggs. It could be used almost any time except during winter.

The only problem was… lots of smoke.

“Although there’s an insect-repelling formation… saving a bit here and there adds up.” Jiang Chen wasn’t an extravagant person. He could be generous where needed but frugal where necessary.

The insect-repelling formation referred to activating the Gold Slaughter Formation. While it could easily eliminate pests, it simultaneously consumed spiritual energy from Spirit Stones and caused wear and tear on the spirit tools buried underground.

If pest prevention could be managed well in daily life, then Spirit Stones, spirit tools, and metal spiritual energy could all be saved. Moreover, their service life would be greatly extended.

Converted into value… that was all pure white Spirit Rice.

Thus, several more days passed.

Chen Bo finally appeared. He didn’t notify him beforehand with a communication talisman but arrived directly on his Paper Crane.

Jiang Chen couldn’t help but ask, “Senior Brother? How did it go?”

Chen Bo waved wearily. “First, get me some Spirit Wine to wet my throat.”

Jiang Chen paused for a moment before pulling out some Tier-2 Spirit Wine from his small storage pouch. He did have Golden Wine, but unfortunately not much; he couldn’t even bear to drink it himself.

Chen Bo took a big gulp of Tier-2 Spirit Wine; his whole body relaxed before he let out a long sigh. “To help you contact my cousin, I personally made a trip to [Brahma City] in the Central Region.”

Jiang Chen suddenly understood why there had been silence for so many days.

Wow… so he went on a trip outside…

He felt deeply moved.

Chen Bo continued with a smile, “Regarding the [Golden Spirit Rice], my cousin has already said this mutated spirit rice is indeed useful for him, so he is willing to buy it.”

Jiang Chen grinned widely. “Ah, we’re all family. Talking about money is too much.”

Hearing this, Chen Bo’s mouth twitched several times; he didn’t believe these words at all before continuing. “Of course not with Spirit Stones, but by exchanging two items for this Golden Spirit Rice plant.”

“Two items?” Jiang Chen was both surprised and curious.

Chen Bo pulled out something palm-sized from his storage pouch—a green toy wooden boat—and introduced it with evident envy. “This is a specialty of the Central Region called the [Demon Wood Boat].”

“This treasure can not only fly back and forth through the sky but also move freely underwater; its value far exceeds that of a single mutated spirit plant!!!”