"A quarter of an hour."
"Hmm, that’s quite fast. By the way, does the kitchen have any new special function?"
"Yes, the new function in the kitchen is to build spirit fields. Dustless Soil is suitable for growing trees; it’s not suitable for planting spirit rice, while spirit fields are the most suitable soil for growing spirit rice, herbs, celestial materials, and treasures. The soil of spirit fields is rich in spiritual Qi, providing any nutrients needed for their growth and doubling the effectiveness of anything grown on it."
Upon hearing this, Wen Ping was delighted.
Double effect.
He had to build it.
"How much does one mu of spirit field cost?"
The system responded, "10 White Crystals per mu."
Wen Ping hesitated for a while, calculated the White Crystals in his pocket, and then replied, "Well, it’s acceptable. By the way, can it be built anywhere?"
The system responded, "As long as it’s within the influence range of the Immortal Sect."
"Okay, then build the spirit field in the place I’ve dug."
As soon as the words were spoken, a popup appeared.
[Building... ]
[Time remaining: 1 hour.]
Subsequently, Wen Ping began making spiritual cuisine, relying on it to earn another 10 White Crystals to ease the emptiness of his pocket.
After putting the dumplings into the pot, Wen Ping immediately took the seeds to Medicine Mountain.
An hour had already passed, and a mu’s worth of dense spirit Qi fields suddenly appeared on Medicine Mountain. The rice plants that originally grew on Dustless Soil now stood more than half a man’s height. They were initially expected to bear seeds in days if grown on Dustless Soil, but now they all drooped their heads.
Wen Ping immediately tried to pluck one, broke it open, and sent the white liquid nestled in the husk into his mouth.
Upon tasting it, sure enough, the flavor changed drastically.
Besides the taste, it also carried some spiritual Qi, giving a refreshing experience.
Wen Ping believed if this rice were sold out, it would surely sell out in a blink of an eye.
However, once something changes, it can’t be casually given away anymore.
As the saying goes, some things you can give, and some you can’t.
Ordinary rice, if planted by Wen Ping and sold, it would be doing a good deed as the savior of Cangwu City.
But if he sold the current rice, it wouldn’t necessarily be a good deed.
Afterward, Wen Ping scattered the spirit rice-transformed seeds onto the spirit field, covering them with thin soil.
After doing all this, time wasn’t early anymore. As the sun reached its peak, Wen Ping returned to Yunlan Mountain.
Upon arrival, he immediately encountered Shan Hua who had come to collect medicine.
Wen Ping scooped out the dumplings and handed them to Shan Hua, then returned together with Shan Hua to the viewing area.
At this moment, the scene in the viewing area was set at the location for fury, but now the screen was no longer peaceful and quiet as last night, as that group of people was already fighting with demons. Ten people were surrounded by five or six Earth Dragons, and in an instant, an Earth Dragon took away an arm from someone at the 13th heavy realm with one swipe.
Blood splattered everywhere, and the remaining nine people were terrified!