The Eternal Farmer: I Trade My Harvest for Immortality

Chapter 268: Earth Yuan Fruit Blooms

Though Yu Caiqing’s Ice Spirit Root granted her a mind of crystalline logic and cool detachment, even she melted under the relentless, surging heat of Jiang Chen’s passion.

“You feel different,” she whispered, her voice breathless. “Like you swallowed a furnace.”

Only now did Jiang Chen grasp the true horror—and potential—of the Spring Fruit’s buff.

He possessed a Wood-Fire Spirit Root. She possessed an Ice-Fire Spirit Root. Elementally, his Wood fed Fire, while her Ice suppressed it. Normally, she would dominate the dual cultivation flow.

But under the fruit’s influence, Jiang Chen realized his “Fire generating Earth” cycle had accelerated wildly. The efficiency was exponential. What should have taken decades was happening in hours.

The “state” applied by the fruit wasn’t just physical vitality; it was a cultivation overdrive that only activated during intimacy.

“If I had started this three days ago,” Jiang Chen calculated, “or if I used a Winter Fruit to extend it to ten days… I could generate my Earth Spirit Root by the end of the year.”

Standard dual cultivation required a century to birth a new root. Jiang Chen was on track to do it in twelve months.

By the next morning, the buff finally faded.

Jiang Chen walked out of the Pill Tower, his clothes disheveled but his spirit Ascension. He glanced back to see Yu Caiqing watching him with lingering warmth in her eyes.

It’s a pity she has an Ice Spirit Root, he thought with genuine regret. Long-term dual cultivation isn’t sustainable. I’ll need another method to maintain this speed.

He summoned his Giant Leaf and shot toward the farm.

His livestock—Da Huang, the pearl chickens, the Dragon Carp, the turtle, and the fry—were ravenous. Jiang Chen didn’t skimp; he tossed handfuls of Top-quality Spirit Rice into the coop and pond.

The water erupted in a feeding frenzy. The Dragon Carp dominated, snatching the lion’s share. The Light Spirit Turtle ate with maddening slowness, chewing each grain thoroughly, while the poor Red-Tailed Carp fought for scraps.

With the animals fed, Jiang Chen turned his attention to the second acre of his spirit fields.

Here, he had planted a rare Earth Yuan Fruit seed near a mutated Erosion Earth Brown Awn Rice stalk. Normally, this fruit required ten years to sprout and another ten to mature. But under the mutated rice’s aura, the seed had already rooted.

“Not fast enough,” Jiang Chen muttered.

He activated the max-level Four Seasons Scripture.

Effect 1: +30% Germination Speed. Effect 2: +30% Growth Speed. Special Effect 1: Consume Spirit Power to Force-Ripen.

He poured his massive reserves of Wood Spirit Qi into the soil.

The earth responded instantly. Black soil swirled around the seed, condensing into a one-meter raised platform etched with worm-like runes. A pillar of dense Earth Qi erupted from the center.

Just as the sprout broke the surface, Jiang Chen’s Qi reserves hit zero.

“Hungry little thing,” he panted, wiping sweat from his brow.

He retreated to the kitchen to brew a recovery tonic: Green Spirit Meridian Recovery Soup.

Ingredients: 100-year Green Wood Ginseng, one Fire Flame Fruit, Poria, Spirit Rice, and Spirit Vine Flower Dew.

He simmered the ginseng until the broth turned emerald green, then added the rice and Poria to thicken it into a gruel. Finally, he stirred in the Fire Flame Fruit and dew—49 times clockwise, 81 times counter-clockwise.

The resulting soup was a translucent jade slurry with flecks of crimson. It tasted of morning mist and spicy honey. As he drank, a warm, fragrant energy flooded his meridians, refilling his Qi Sea at triple the normal rate.

By afternoon, he was back at full power.

He returned to the Earth Yuan Fruit and resumed the infusion.

The plant surged upward, a three-foot stalk of ochre yellow bursting from the dais. At its apex, a flower unfurled—nine translucent, earth-yellow petals, each glowing with faint golden runes.

BOOM.

The blooming triggered a resonance in the ley lines. A wave of heavy, nurturing Earth Qi rolled across the farm, strengthening the root systems of every plant in the vicinity.

“It’s blooming,” Jiang Chen murmured, eyes gleaming. “Now for the harvest.”

He raised his right hand. The tip of his index finger glowed with the familiar, dangerous light of the Spirit Finger.

“Let’s see if I can make you even better.”

He pressed his finger against the delicate flower.