Jidao Wusheng: I am invincible in my flesh and tear the weirdness apart with my bare hands

The raw, spiritual rice is very chewy, and the more you chew it, the more fragrant and sweet it becomes.

Most importantly, it gets bigger the more you chew it.

Zhang Lingshan originally planned to chew the grain of rice and swallow part of it with his saliva. That way, even if there was a problem with eating the spirit rice raw, it wouldn't be a big problem since he swallowed a small amount at once.

Unexpectedly, this one grain of rice filled my mouth as I chewed it, and it was sticky and difficult to swallow.

'It seems eating it raw is really difficult. Forget about bursting your stomach; swallowing that bite would probably burst your neck first.'

Zhang Lingshan was speechless.

Fortunately, he has many tricks up his sleeve. All he needs to do is cook it, and he can cook it in his mouth too.

Zhang Lingshan could gather the power of the Ice and Fire Pool in his palm, and naturally he could also gather it in his mouth.

So he used his mouth as a pot, gathered the power of the ice and fire pool, and began to cook this grain of rice inside.

According to the planting jade slip, planting this grain of rice requires a special steaming and cooking method, and this method is kept secret.

Although Zhang Lingshan didn't know this method, he had cooked Nine Nether Purple Rice before and had Zhang Zixin as a helpful assistant.

While it may not be possible to figure out the exact method of steaming and cooking, as long as the rice is cooked to a reasonable degree that it is easy to swallow, it is fine; there is no need to be too strict.

But as time goes by...

Zhang Lingshan discovered that the grain of rice was getting bigger and bigger, almost bursting his mouth, so he had no choice but to send it directly into his pouch space.

Because the sac space is connected to any part of one's body, there is no need to spit it out; it can be delivered directly from the mouth.

This helped Zhang Lingshan solve a major problem.

'I see.'

Zhang Lingshan thought to himself, 'So one grain of spirit rice can cook a whole pot. That means all those bowls of spirit rice I ate in the Weapon Refining Pavilion and Alchemy Pavilion, if converted to raw rice, would only amount to a few hundred grains?'

Unbelievable.

No wonder this spirit rice can't be eaten raw; it will make you burst.

Because this single grain of rice contains so much energy, a tiny grain can expand into a large pot.

'That's a good thing!'

Zhang Lingshan was overjoyed.

I won't have to worry about food anymore.

Moreover, you can eat more by farming here than you would at the Alchemy Pavilion.

Others couldn't eat it because they couldn't cook a single grain of rice properly and had to hand it over, but Zhang Lingshan didn't have this problem.

Zhang Lingshan's heart stirred, and he picked another grain of rice, then sent it into a page of paper space in his pouch.

"Little Purple, Little Gold, Little Snake, this one grain of rice is for you to cook. Don't eat it raw, because this one grain can become a whole pot, and anyone who eats it raw will die from overeating."

Zhang Lingshan transmitted his thoughts to Zhang Lingshan.

Zhang Zixin thought, "Is this the spirit rice you just asked me about? It is indeed extraordinary. At a glance, I can sense the enormous energy contained within it. Perfect, my Heaven and Earth Furnace will come in handy. But I'm afraid our fire power is insufficient."

Brush brush.

As soon as she finished speaking, a large amount of divine dew fell from the space of a single page, which was transformed from Zhang Lingshan's blood.

Then Zhang Lingshan's voice rang out: "This divine dew contains the power of my blood and flames. You can refine it yourself and then generate flames. Or you can directly ignite my divine dew. As for the lack of immortal spiritual energy in the one-page space, I can send it into you."

Zhang Lingshan's throat can exhale whirlwinds, or he can inhale the air between heaven and earth, then send it into his pouch space, and then into the space of a single sheet of paper.

and so.

Everything is ready; all that's left is to cook it.

With Zhang Zixin and her Heaven and Earth Furnace, steaming a single grain of rice is no difficult task.
'This single page truly solved my biggest problem. Without it creating its own space, how could things have gone so smoothly?'

Zhang Lingshan secretly praised it.

Regardless of whether this page is a book from the ground or not, it has been a great help to me. Otherwise, I would not have been able to cook or eat the grains of rice I had. It would be so painful to have a treasure mountain but not be able to eat it.

Therefore, compared to these poor farm workers, I am truly very fortunate.

While peeling off the grains of medium-grade spirit rice from the rice ears, Zhang Lingshan waited for Zhang Zixin to cook the rice.

These moments felt like an eternity.

Before he realized that he could steam and cook the spirit rice in this way, he wasn't hungry, let alone drooling.

But now that I have this expectation, I feel like I'm starving, and my intestines seem to be rebelling.

And it was in this agonizing state of mind.

at last!

Zhang Zixin's voice rang out: "It's cooked! A whole pot full, oh my god, the rice smells so good, just smelling it makes me feel refreshed."

Zhang Lingshe exclaimed, "Our entire space is filled with this fragrance. It's so comfortable, and I feel like my strength is improving every moment. It's incredible."

"Look!"

Zhang Jinxuan exclaimed in surprise, "The Purple Qi Golden Silkworm is moving! It's absorbing this rice fragrance!"

Zhang Zixin thought to himself, "So that's how it is. The Purple Qi Golden Silkworm has been quiet because it doesn't have enough energy. But now that this rice fragrance provides energy, it seems that it will emerge from its cocoon soon."

Zhang Lingshan was overjoyed.

What an unexpected surprise!

"What are you all standing there for? Can you get full just by smelling?" Zhang Lingshan laughed. "Let's eat together, let's eat!"

As he spoke, he added, "But since this is your first time eating here, eat less so you don't overeat."

"clear."

Zhang Zixin and the others immediately filled a bowl with rice and began to savor it slowly.

Zhang Lingshan then used his divine sense to scoop out a spoonful and rolled it into his mouth through his pouch space.

To avoid being discovered, he hid his head in the rice paddy and chewed frantically.

At the same time, the immortals' divine senses were scattered everywhere, observing their surroundings to prevent anyone from spying on them while they were eating.

Fortunately, no one noticed him at all.

After all, everyone knows that this spirit rice cannot be eaten raw, and there is nowhere to steam or cook it, so there is no fear of anyone stealing it.

Someone like Zhang Lingshan is a rare breed in the last few hundred or even thousand years; who would have thought to be wary of him?

'Damn, this is awesome! Is this what mid-grade spirit rice tastes like?'

Zhang Lingshan roared inwardly, his excitement reaching its peak.

From this one bowl, the Tree of Souls sprouted countless leaves, and even its roots grew thicker and stronger.

Although it doesn't enhance the divine consciousness as much as the fifth-level divine sense crystal.

However, the Divine Sense Crystal increases quantity, while this mid-grade spiritual rice increases quality.

This is a qualitative change.

As long as one can eat medium-grade spiritual rice every day, one's soul tree will grow stronger and stronger, the divine consciousness that is divided out will increase, and one's comprehension will become stronger and stronger.

In this way, one can more easily perceive the barely perceptible life force emanating from the growth of this spirit rice.

Moreover, in addition to the improvement in quality, the quality of the medium-grade spirit rice has also been improved.

Anyway, as long as I keep hiding here eating, one day I'll be able to break through to the sixth or seventh level of my divine consciousness...

'If mid-grade spirit rice is already this powerful, what about high-grade spirit rice, or even top-grade spirit rice?'

Zhang Lingshan secretly felt a sense of anticipation.

If one day I can fully grasp the life force that allows spirit rice to grow, will growing top-quality spirit rice still be a problem?

The best is yet to come.

As for the present, since the lifespan of the other empty-shelled spirit rice has come to an end, they are all cut down, and the soil is nourished and rice seedlings are cultivated again.

As before, to avoid attracting attention, Zhang Lingshan continued to grow empty rice stalks, only dripping blood onto a few of them to help them grow rice grains. Just as Zhang Lingshan had predicted.

All rice grown using one's own blood is of medium grade.

'If this mid-grade spirit rice is used as seed, is there a chance it will grow into high-grade spirit rice?'

Zhang Lingshan thought to himself.

but.

Having learned his lesson from the experience at the Alchemy Pavilion, he now prefers to eat only mid-grade spirit rice rather than make himself conspicuous.

However, if one were to cultivate top-grade spiritual rice, that would obviously be too conspicuous.

After all, this is District D, the worst paddy field.

If this can produce top-grade spiritual rice, how extraordinary must it be? If someone finds out, wouldn't they dissect Zhang Lingshan?

and so.

Zhang Lingshan tended to each plant one by one, planting only a few plants per acre at a time. Unless someone was watching him closely, who would notice?

The paddy field manager disliked the arrogant attitude of those from the alchemy pavilion and didn't bother to come and check, giving Zhang Lingshan an opportunity.

but.

Just in case, Zhang Lingshan decided to properly cultivate the land and grow some low-grade spirit rice.

After all, it's not right to keep planting empty-shelled rice for others; it's easy to arouse suspicion.

To avoid being suspected, you must walk in step with everyone else.

and so.

Zhang Lingshan then used the Immortal Elixir as a bargaining chip, asking Gu Nanxiang to bleed him to nourish his paddy fields.

"You really cherish your blood."

Although Gu Nanxiang had received the Immortal Elixir and gained some benefits, she still couldn't help but make sarcastic remarks.

Zhang Lingshan chuckled and said, "After all, I am a distinguished alchemist, and I will return to the Alchemy Pavilion in the future. How can I waste my precious blood here?"

"Humph."

Gu Nanxiang curled her lip, showing her disdain.

And he was a esteemed alchemist.

They've fallen to such a state, yet they still cling to their status; how foolish.

Once I've used up all your magic pills, let's see who's going to nourish your land then. In the end, you'll have to pay for it yourself.

Gu Nanxiang was just waiting for Zhang Lingshan to bleed the last bit before she mocked him.

Zhang Lingshan didn't care at all; his blood was so precious, how could it be used to nourish the land?

The key is.

What if it actually produces good soil?
If you use your own blood to raise the paddy fields in Zone D to the level of Zone C, Zone B, or even Zone A, wouldn't people be willing to use themselves to "bleed" the land every day?

and so.

We must proceed cautiously.

In any case, everything should be modeled after Gu Nanxiang. As long as one's actions are at the same level as Gu Nanxiang's, one will not attract attention.

After all, this good-for-nothing was an old plantation worker, and he was on the same level as him, which meant he was also a good-for-nothing, so no one would bother Zhang Lingshan.

With the help of Gu Nanxiang.

Zhang Lingshan finally succeeded in growing one mu of low-grade spiritual rice, yielding 350 jin.

Three hundred catties is the standard, and all of it must be offered as tribute.

He can get a 1% commission on the extra fifty catties, which is five taels.

When Song Yi introduced this to him before, Zhang Lingshan thought that the exploitation here was too harsh, that it was like Zhou Bapi (a notorious skinflint), and that five taels of silver was not enough for anyone to eat.

But now that he knows one grain of rice can cook a whole pot of rice, he knows that five ounces is quite a lot, enough to eat.

It's enough to at least sustain ordinary people like Gu Nanxiang until the next round or even the round after that of ripening spirit rice.

and so.

As long as there is enough planting experience and the output is stable, the planting workers can live a decent life. At least they can eat their fill every day, and it's even low-grade spirit rice.

All things considered, they eat better than those on the fifth floor or below of the Alchemy Pavilion and Weapon Refining Pavilion.

Of course, planting is much more arduous than alchemy and weapon crafting, so you should eat this much.

However, you can't actually get your hands on the five ounces of rice that are divided into portions, because you can't cook it even if you do. So the person in charge keeps accounts and then uses the teleportation array in the hut to teleport you there every day.

The problem is coming.

There's no fixed number of ways a single grain of rice can be cooked into rice.

In other words, the steward can steal your rice from here without you even knowing it.

of course.

Zhang Lingshan didn't care about any of that.

He ate mid-grade spirit rice every day, but the lower-grade spirit rice tasted like cardboard and he had long since stopped liking it.

and so.

He received a share of the spirit rice, which Zhang Lingshan would send to Wei Chongqian every few days, inviting him to eat it.

Although Wei Chongqian had long given up hope on Zhang Lingshan and did not believe that he could recover his water-based spiritual root, he had been hiding in his room all along, not even bothering to look at Zhang Lingshan.

but.

Seeing that Zhang Lingshan had actually started planting and even earned some spirit rice to eat, he couldn't help but sigh.

What a pitiful fellow.

He clearly had the opportunity to become a more esteemed Pure Lotus Alchemist than Huo Ran, but now he's ended up farming here, and he seems to be enjoying it immensely.

It seems she has completely resigned herself to her fate.

“Zhang Lingshan, don’t bring me rice anymore. Eat it yourself. You work so hard every day, you need to eat it yourself so you can have more energy to live.”

Wei Chongqian felt a rare pang of sympathy and couldn't help but say something.

Zhang Lingshan said, "Manager Wei, do you have any Divine Sense Crystals or Flame Crystals on hand? I would like to exchange them with you for Spirit Rice."

"I see."

Wei Chongqian nodded and said, "I understand. Since you feel that rice isn't very useful to you, I'll trade with you. I happen to have some leftover rice that I don't need now. As for the exchange price, let's calculate it at the price of five layers, how about that?"

"it is good."

Zhang Lingshan didn't say anything more.

A bowl of low-grade spiritual rice from the fifth layer costs 30,000 merit points, while a bowl of divine spirit crystal costs 200,000 merit points.

In other words, seven bowls of rice can be exchanged for one Divine Sense Crystal.

This is not a loss for Zhang Lingshan, because he doesn't eat low-grade spirit rice; he just needs to tap his identity card three times a day to exchange for three bowls to give to Wei Chongqian.

For Wei Chongqian, his mouth had long been so bland that eating some spirit rice was a rare treat.

Therefore, this is a win-win situation.

Seeing that Zhang Lingshan was determined to do so, Wei Chongqian stopped trying to persuade him, since it was none of his business whether the other party lived or died.

So, in the days that followed, the two got what they wanted and both were very happy.

This day.

thump!
A thud echoed from Huo Ran's room. (End of Chapter)