Fruit Farmer In A Cultivation World

East Ridge City

Inside a courtyard in the city lord's estate.

Liang Zhi sat down in front of a table that was laden with foods. Looking at the colorful array of different dishes giving off tantalizing fragrances would have usually whetted his appetite.

Unfortunately, he couldn't bring himself to get excited about the food in front of him no matter how he tried. It didn't work even after reminding himself that the one cooking those dishes was Broken Sword city's most promising spirit chef.

Liang Zhi reluctantly picked up his chopstick under Xiang Lan's indifferent gaze. Forcing his hand to move, he shoved a bit of stir-fried mushroom into his mouth.

After chewing a few times, he shook his head and moved on to another dish – braised mushrooms. After he was done with that, he directed his attention to a dish made up of chicken and mushrooms.

Trying to be as stealthy as possible, he picked up just a tiny bit of mushrooms and firmly grabbed on to the biggest piece of chicken in the plate with his chopstick. Refusing to look at Xiang Lan's direction, he took in everything in a single bite.

He had a look of bliss as something other than mushroom had finally entered his mouth. For the past five days, he had been forced to sample one mushroom dish after another throughout the day, numbing him to the taste of mushroom no matter the kind.

The first two days were amazing as he felt like he had suddenly barged into an all you can eat mushroom buffet personally prepared by a spirit chef. But from the third day onwards, he could no longer enjoy the food.

More so than something done for enjoyment, it started feeling like a chore.

That wasn't all… it only got worse with each day.

Starting from the fourth day, all he could taste was the mushroom's earthiness. And today, even that was gone. Chewing on mushroom felt no different than chewing on a soggy bark with zero flavor.

Thankfully, there was a chicken today and he managed to snag it before Xiang Lan could stop him.

The juice from the tender flesh gushed out when he bit into the chicken, releasing him from what seemed like an eternity of earthy blandness.

He could swear that this was the most refreshing chicken he had ever eaten. Even though he never thought the word "refreshing" could be used to describe a chicken, that's exactly how he felt at the moment.

Liang Zhi closed his eyes to savor the moment.

The piece of chicken seemed to have rejuvenated him as he found his mood suddenly uplifted.

No wonder they say a strong cultivator is raised on good food. I'll never take food for granted again in my life. Ancestors of the Sky Sword Sect, please lend me your strength to tough out my remaining time with this she devil.

Meanwhile, back in the Red Rock village, Sen Lin flipped through the book "10 Spells Every Cultivator Should Know." He'd already finished reading the "10 Techniques for Spirit Farmers" yesterday.

Even though he couldn't understand many parts of the book, he managed to pull off two spirit farming techniques – spiritual irrigation technique and snow dispersing spell.

The first wasn't anything special. It was quite simple to perform and it only made him feel mentally fatigued after continuously casting it for some time. As the exhaustion settled in, he finally understood why spirit farmers could only focus on growing a limited number of spiritual plants.

As for the snow dispersing spell, he got the hang of it after three days of continuous trying. He still wasn't proficient in it and could only use it to push aside snow in an area of around a square foot.

Unfortunately, neither of the two spells had any practical value to him. While he wasn't sure about the reason, he had been able to grow winter sunflowers without using the spiritual irrigation technique. As for the snow dispersing spell, while it was a handy spell, he wouldn't have use for it anytime soon as winter was coming to an end.

He'd have to wait for at least ten more months before he'd need to use it again if at all.

Sen Lin flipped a page while creasing his brows. He could somehow make connections regarding the other book's content because of his knowledge and experience as a farmer. But when it came to "10 Spells Every Cultivator Should Know," he felt like a kindergartener reading a high school book.

Even though he understood every single word individually, when put together, they made absolutely no sense.

Sen Lin closed the book and decided to revisit it later since he wasn't making any progress with it.

Winter was truly coming to an end and spring was fast approaching. His days of leisure wouldn't last for much longer.

He walked to the spot behind his hut and took in the sight of his budget Stonehenge. He went through all the numbers he had written in front of the berry bushes and chose a stone that had mostly bitter berries ranging from 7 to 9 on his scale.

Sen Lin had considered for quite some time as to how he'd remove these stone berries from the stones they'd taken root in. Cutting wouldn't quite be the solution as the roots would remain undisturbed.

While the bush itself might die, he wouldn't be able to plant a new seed with the roots still there.

In the end, Sen Lin decided to try the most barbaric method – pulling on it with all his strength. It was a stupid idea but also the one that he thought was most likely to succeed.

Since these stone berries could take root in stones, their roots must have considerable strength and decent ability to maintain their structural integrity. He was hoping that the bush was tough enough to come out as a single unit.

If things played out according to his imagination, the entire bush would be pulled out, similar to a potato or a radish.

He knew he was being optimistic but if it worked, it would save him a lot of trouble. And if it didn't, he'd have to try other methods, with his last resort being the basic fire spell mentioned in the book. But if things were to reach that stage, he'd first have to master the mystical spell and who knew how long it would take.

Praying silently in his heart, Sen Lin squatted in front of a berry bush with the bitterness score of 9 and grabbed the stem with both his hands. He firmly planted his feet on the ground and pulled upwards with all his might.

It was tougher than he expected but the bush was eventually uprooted. Furthermore, the root seemed to be completely intact.

A smile unwittingly blossomed on his face. Just the thought of not having to go through extra effort to clear the bushes from the stones filled him with immense joy.

Invigorated by the success of his plan, he excitedly made his way to another bush and repeated his previous actions. Every time the berry bush was pulled out, he couldn't help but grin stupidly.

Just you wait stone berries, I'm going to change your fate and turn you into delicious fruits.