Starting as a spiritual plant master, may I eventually become the master of all lands.

The Awakening of Insects has just passed, a time when plants sprout new shoots and insects and animals awaken.

Several spring rains fell from the sky, adding to the ethereal beauty of Biquan Mountain, a mountain already home to a family of cultivators.

At this moment, after the rain, halfway up the mountain, is the Song Family Herb Garden.

Song Chuan held a porcelain bottle in his hand and carefully dripped three drops of spiritual water onto a spiritual plant.

Afterwards, he wandered through the garden and dripped spiritual water onto several spiritual plants.

Some require four drops, while others only require one drop; you must not drop the wrong one.

These spiritual plants are important resources for the Song family, and Song Chuan cannot afford to be careless with them.

After absorbing the spiritual water, the spiritual plants grew even more vigorously as they swayed in the spring breeze.

After dripping the last drop of water onto the spiritual plant, he let out a soft sigh of relief.

These sacred waters are extracted from the sacred springs in the mountains and are extremely precious.

The remaining spiritual plants are all ordinary spiritual plants and do not need to be watered with spiritual water. These few spring rains have been enough for them to absorb enough moisture and spiritual energy.

It has been twentieth year since Song Chuan was reincarnated into this world.

He could occasionally recall some scenes from his past life, such as skyscrapers and bustling traffic, but as he grew up in this life, those fragments of memory had become like fleeting dreams, leaving almost no trace.

He sighed somewhat. The world he was in was a rather treacherous world of cultivation, and his family, the Song family, was a Foundation Establishment family in Guyang Town, Baiquan County, Qi State.

Despite being called a Foundation Establishment family, their foundation is actually quite weak.

Song Chang, the only Foundation Establishment cultivator in the family, only succeeded in Foundation Establishment thirty or forty years ago.

Before this, the Song family was just one of many Qi-refining families in the State of Qi.

After Song Chang established his foundation, he settled his family on Biquan Mountain, east of Guyang Town.

This mountain has a medium-sized second-tier spiritual vein, which has become the place where the family lives and multiplies.

When Song Chuan was eight years old, his spiritual root was detected, but his spiritual root aptitude was poor, and he had four spiritual roots, with earth as the main element.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, he will spend his life as a spiritual farmer for his family, doing farm work at the foot of the mountain.

Perhaps it would have been more comfortable to be a beast of burden in my previous life.

But thanks to his "precociousness", he knew that although his aptitude could not be changed, learning a skill could make his life better.

So, in his spare time from cultivation, he diligently learned the art of cultivating spiritual herbs. This was also the easiest of the many arts of cultivation to learn.

When Song Chuan's parents were still alive, they saw how dedicated he was to cultivating medicinal herbs, so they nurtured him with great effort.

But like begets like, and like begets like.

His parents, like him, were also cultivators with four spiritual roots. Naturally, they didn't receive many resources from the family, but they still poured everything into Song Chuan.

Unfortunately, my parents passed away three years ago while carrying out a family mission.

After putting in several times more effort than his contemporaries, Song Chuan finally became a first-tier spirit plant master last year.

Spirit plant masters don't need to grow the lowest-grade spirit rice and spirit vegetables like spirit farmers.

He only needs to take good care of this three-acre medicinal garden to receive a higher salary and more time for cultivation than a spiritual farmer.

He is now at the third level of Qi Refining.

Although most cultivators with four spiritual roots can only cultivate to the late stage of Qi Refining, he was not discouraged. Because he was still waiting for something.

Logically speaking, someone as "special" as him should at least have some kind of cheat code or something.

Even though he hasn't appeared for so many years, he hasn't given up hope.

Based on his current lifespan, he can live for another hundred years.

He had already decided that once he received the cheat code, he would stay in the family, develop quietly, and never go out recklessly or cause trouble.

Just as he was lost in thought, he was suddenly awakened by a strange cry.

Suddenly, two strange birds appeared in the sky above the herb garden.

One had a grey head and brown body, the other was entirely emerald green. Neither resembled an ordinary bird.

The two birds were chasing each other, one in front of the other.

Song Chuan quickly perked up, grabbed a few pebbles from the ground with his right hand, and pulled a slingshot from his body with his left.

He kept a close eye on the two birds to prevent them from landing in the herb garden and damaging the medicinal plants.

The green bird flying in front was quickly caught up by the gray bird behind it. The two birds flapped their wings and stretched out their claws to fight in the air.

To Song Chuan's surprise, the green bird tucked one of its claws under its belly, clenched tightly, and did not extend it to fight.

With only one claw, it quickly found itself at a disadvantage, its feathers flying everywhere and bloodstains appearing on its body as the gray bird clawed at it. But its claw did not let go.

This puzzled Song Chuan greatly. Could it be that it was holding something in its paws?

A moment later, the green bird's wing was torn off by the gray bird's claws. It let out a mournful cry and fell to the ground.

And then the claw it was gripping loosened, and Song Chuan saw a flash of yellow light, and a bead fell into the herb garden along with the green bird.

The gray bird followed closely behind, flying swiftly towards where the bead had fallen.

But at that moment, Song Chuan raised his left hand and pulled back the slingshot with his right hand. The stone shot out of the slingshot and went straight for the gray bird.

Before the first pebble hit its mark, Song Chuan pulled the slingshot four more times, and five pebbles were shot out in succession. Several strange "cawing" sounds were heard, and three small holes were torn in the gray bird's body, from which blood gushed out.

It dared not fall any further, hovered in the air for a few breaths, cried out a few more times, seemingly with a hint of reluctance and resentment, and then flew away quickly.

Fortunately, it wasn't a demonic bird, otherwise Song Chuan would have had to use his precious talismans.

He walked quickly toward where the green bird and the bead had fallen.

Beneath a three-foot-tall spiritual plant, a green bird lay lifeless on the ground.

Song Chuan looked at the beads next to the green bird and picked them up out of curiosity.

The bead is only the size of a thumb pad, and is yellowish-brown in color, with a hazy, indistinct interior.

Are the two birds fighting over this thing? If it's inedible, does it have some other use?

Song Chuan examined the bead carefully but found nothing unusual about it.

He had no choice but to release a wisp of his magic power and inject it into the bead.

This test instantly changed Song Chuan's expression.

He felt a vast earth-attribute spiritual power within the bead, ancient and profound, making him feel as if he were standing before a towering mountain.

Strangely, with the infusion of magic power, he suddenly gained a peculiar perspective.

He saw the earthworm lazily wriggling in the soil, and the roots of the spiritual plant slowly extending.

The soil itself has a complex network of veins, some of which converge in certain places to form "nodes".

These nodes emanate wisps of earth elemental energy.

"Earth veins!" Song Chuan exclaimed in shock.

Song Chuan cultivates earth-attribute techniques and is also a spirit plant master, so he is very familiar with the land and nature.

But with his Qi Refining Level 3 cultivation, even if he were buried in the ground, he wouldn't be able to see the direction of the earth's veins.

This perspective was hazy and difficult to see, but he was still greatly shocked.

Just as he was immersed in this peculiar perspective, he suddenly shuddered and felt dizzy.

It turned out that in just a few breaths, his magical power was almost completely exhausted.

He was extremely weak at that moment, and he quickly withdrew his magic power, feeling a wave of fear wash over him.

If one loses every last drop of magical power, it will severely damage one's foundation.

He stared at the bead with a serious expression.

This is undoubtedly an earth-attribute treasure, but my cultivation is too shallow to control it.

Could this be the cheat code I've been waiting for?

Just then, a cold voice suddenly rang out:

"Song Chuan, did something happen here just now?"

Song Chuan looked in the direction of the sound and discreetly put away the beads in his hand.