The Eternal Farmer: I Trade My Harvest for Immortality

Just as Jiang Chen was about to channel his Wood spiritual power into Chen Bo’s Communication Talisman, a sharp Crack! suddenly echoed from the arena nearby, as if something had shattered.

Jiang Chen immediately cut off the connection and turned to look at the arena with Jin Fugui. Both their expressions changed instantly.

Mo Yu, relying on his abundant Water spiritual power, had enveloped himself in a protective water bubble during the fight. That cracking sound just now was precisely the noise of that shield being shattered.

Without the water bubble, he lost a layer of defense and damage reduction, and even his speed slowed down significantly.

Jiang Chen hurriedly stepped forward to ask, “Old Mo, can you still hold on?”

Jin Fugui said indignantly, “Isn’t this just bullying an honest man?”

“Heh… Just admit defeat sooner. You’re inherently countered by my Spirit Root; at best, you can only exert half your strength. Even if your spiritual power is abundant, how much longer can you last?” The Earth Spirit Root male disciple opposite wore a mocking smile.

Although the advantage of a Water Spirit Root lay in the abundance and endurance of spiritual power, allowing one to last longer in battle, Earth Spirit Roots were not inferior. Their spiritual power was equally enduring, and they possessed even stronger defenses.

Mo Yu’s attacks felt like mere tickles to his opponent, while he himself would suffer broken shields with just a slight hit. This was hardly a fight between equals.

From the current situation, it seemed this Earth Spirit Root disciple was intentionally toying with him.

Suddenly, a loud Thud! came from another direction.

Everyone nearby was startled and quickly turned to look. They saw a black flying shuttle landing on an empty patch of ground not far away.

Immediately after, a female cultivator stumbled out of it.

Jiang Chen’s eyes lit up, and he hurried over to greet her.

Han xin raised the wine pouch in her right hand and took a big gulp, then wiped the wine from her lips and asked, “What exactly is going on?”

Soon, he recounted the entire course of events.

Han xin listened in astonishment and asked for confirmation, “So, you’ve been selling grilled meat this whole time?”

Jiang Chen nodded matter-of-factly. “As someone who farms, selling grilled meat is perfectly reasonable, right?”

Han xin looked helplessly toward the arena. She didn’t know Mo Yu, but she had some impression of the Earth Spirit Root male disciple opposite. She immediately walked over.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen quickly followed behind.

“Old Jiang, are you sure about asking this drunkard for help?” Jin Fugui had some impression of Han xin too, but mostly unfavorable ones.

Soon, Han xin swayed her way to the foot of the arena. She squinted her eyes and stared intently at the disciple above for a moment before suddenly realizing, “Isn’t that Wang Xuan?”

Originally, Wang Xuan was thinking about how to continue toying with Mo Yu. But upon seeing that familiar face, his expression changed dramatically, and he immediately became nervous. “What brings you here!”

Han xin clicked her tongue and then beckoned to him sharply. “Get over here.”

Wang Xuan’s mouth twitched several times. After much deliberation, he still scrambled down from the arena and asked rather humbly, “Senior Sister Han, with so many people watching… couldn’t you give your Junior Brother some face?”

Hearing this, Han xin curled her lip and retorted disdainfully, “Do you know they’re all my friends?”

It must be known that Han xin was quite famous in the Black Mine—not just for her love of drinking but also for her exceptional talent in formation arrays.

Therefore, any Earth Spirit Root disciple in the Black Mine respected her—or perhaps more accurately, feared her.

Han xin pointed at Jiang Chen and then at Mo Yu on the arena before glaring and shouting, “One is my friend; the other is my friend’s friend. Are you sure you want to offend me?”

Wang Xuan’s face turned pale with fright. He stammered, “N-no… I… I was just…”

Jiang Chen seized the moment to press further. “Who exactly put you up to this?”

Wang Xuan opened his mouth but hesitated to speak, clearly unwilling to reveal it easily.

Han xin sneered coldly. “You’re also an Earth Spirit Root disciple from the Black Mine. You know what consequences await if you offend me, right?”

Upon hearing this, Wang Xuan’s pupils contracted sharply, his eyes filled with terror.

It must be understood that formation masters were precisely whom Earth Spirit Root disciples least dared to offend. This was mainly because formation masters held a very unique position within the immortal sect.

Especially this one before him—she was downright crazy. Anyone who offended her would definitely find her getting drunk at some opportunity and then throwing an insane fit at their doorstep.

The last person who offended Han xin was blocked at his door and berated for a full seven days—truly drenched in abuse—and even became a laughingstock for everyone during their leisure time.

If he himself were blocked and cursed for seven days… that would still be considered light. The key point was offending a formation master; just thinking about his future prospects made him shudder.

Wang Xuan trembled in fright and had no choice but to say helplessly, “It was someone from the Harvest Alliance named Xu Liang who asked me for help. He promised me one Mid-grade Spirit Stone if I defeated Mo Yu.”

“Xu Liang?” Jiang Chen found this name somewhat familiar; it seemed he had heard it somewhere before.

At this moment, seeing that there was no need to fight anymore, Mo Yu walked down from the arena and joined the group. He then whispered to Jin Fugui, “What’s the situation now?”

Jin Fugui scratched his head with a puzzled look. “So after all this fighting back and forth… it turns out we’re being sabotaged by our own people!”

“I’ve said everything I should say. Senior Sister Han, please spare me!” Wang Xuan felt uneasy and anxious.

Han xin ignored him and instead looked at Jiang Chen seriously. “The Harvest Alliance is one of the five major powers; they control the spirit plants everyone needs. I can’t afford to offend them.”

Although she loved drinking and even more loved throwing drunken fits, she could be absolutely rational when necessary. Offending the Harvest Alliance for one person was clearly not worth it—in fact, it could be said to be completely unwise.

Jiang Chen nodded lightly. “You coming to help is already giving us great face. At least now we know who’s behind this.”

Han xin pondered for a moment. “Chen Tian has a pretty good relationship with Lu Qing from the Harvest Alliance. If you want to resolve this matter thoroughly… I suggest finding Chen Bo.”

“He’s Chen Tian’s cousin—essentially acting as his agent within the immortal sect. The other side should give him face.”

Jin Fugui asked blankly, “Why not go directly to Chen Tian?”

Only to find everyone looking at him as if he were an idiot.

Mo Yu patted his shoulder. “Brother… even I know that Chen Tian went to hunt demons in the Central Region.”

As a core disciple of the Rain Pavilion, every move Chen Tian made attracted attention.

“Heh.” Jin Fugui could only use an awkward chuckle to cover his embarrassment.

Jiang Chen picked up the Communication Talisman he had prepared earlier and sighed with emotion.

I never thought we’d still end up needing Senior Brother Chen’s help!