Jiang Chen thought dying from overwork in his past life was the end. Instead, he woke up in the Cloud Sea Sect, an outer disciple facing imminent expulsion for failing his farming assessments. His only asset: a near-worthless Wood Spiritual Root and a single plot of depleted land.
But fate, or perhaps the universe, had a sense of dark humor.
[ Ding! Harvesting 1 Spirit Rice. Lifespan +1 Day. ]
With the Harvest System, every successful crop extends his life, and that accumulated Lifespan can be spent to instantly upgrade his cultivation arts. Why spend decades meditating when he can farm his way to mastery?
Facing bullies like Wang Hu and navigating the sect’s treacherous inner politics, Jiang Chen makes his choice: Go Low, Go Slow, and Never Stop Growing.
He’ll use his past life’s cunning business sense to exploit every loophole, monopolize resources, and quietly build his fortune. Others might chase power, but Jiang Chen will meticulously farm his way to the pinnacle, one Mutated Spirit Rice grain at a time.
His goal is not just Foundation Establishment; it is to outlive the gods.
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Chapter 376: Named Autumn Dew! Jiang Chen left his personal space and returned to the stone house. Just as he pulled the door open to head out, the rhythmic *pitter-patter* of rain greeted him. A chill breeze swept in, carrying the rich, decaying scent of damp earth and withered leaves. “It’s raining?” “The first rain of autumn, at that.” “I’ll head out a bit later.” Jiang Chen stood at the doorway, watching the downpour with keen interest. Silvery threads of
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Boy, people sure are pretty chill after the world spanning wail that happened. Cultivators are just built different I guess.
But I have to imagine that that wail was tied to the secret realm potentially. Sounds like the perfect spot for ne’er-do-wells.