Cultivation begins with harvest.

"You—"

Cao Fang's eyebrows almost stood up. Her Fire Peach Spirit Field project had just come to an end, and now she was starting a new spirit field transformation in a flurry of activity, which visibly exceeded the investment in her Fire Peach Spirit Field.

That's absolutely terrifying!

Everyone had witnessed Chen Guang's investment in the Ice Mist Array, the Void Flower Tree, the Blazing Heart Grass, the Three-Smoke Rice Spirit Field, and so on. They all had an estimate of the scale of Chen Guang's investment. But now, with the arrival of this one-acre spirit field, the spiritual objects in front of them felt like a "weight" that Cao Fang could not bear. Moreover, any cultivator who had been cultivating for some years could see that this was just the beginning, not the whole story.

Cao Fang and Liu Yige were already quite familiar with each other. Liu Yige was the most skilled spirit farmer in this branch building and had the most experience in cultivating spirit fields. However, it seemed that Chen Guang was beginning to surpass him.

At least Liu Yige couldn't do the Ice Mist Array or the acre of spiritual field that Chen Guang was currently figuring out.

"Is your fragmented lineage of cultivation truly the Blood Sutra?"

Why is Cao Fang so disbelieving?

Dongfang Lieming was dumbfounded. Her brother had begged someone to spend money, looking heartbroken, and spent more than 5,000 taels of silver to simulate some magma environment for her Flame-Swallowing Grass. She already thought it was amazing.

In this building, the number of people who have spent this much money to create a spiritual plant environment can be counted on two hands. In terms of investment, Dongfang Lieming could try to compete for a place in the top five.

But listening to Senior Sister Cao Fang trying hard to identify some of the spiritual items, the price she quoted had already exceeded 30,000 yuan, and it seemed like this was just the beginning.

Is it true or not?

Chen Guang just chuckled, neither denying nor denying it. With so many people around, some things were destined to be exposed. There was no need to rub salt into their wounds at this point, so he pretended to be reserved.

Cao Fang suddenly sighed, "Among the members of this branch building, only Senior Brother Liu, you, Senior Brother Chen, me, you, and half of Lu Daxian have constructed the spiritual plant environment. If they can't even do that, it proves that they have no future in the path of spiritual farming."

"But I don't know anything! My brother even had someone else set up my one acre of spiritual land for me." Dongfang Lieming felt flustered by what Cao Fang said.

Chen Guang agreed, saying, "Senior Sister Cao is right. The work of a spirit farmer is the most replaceable. Anyone can find some seedlings and seeds. The difficulty lies in having both quantity and quality."

"But to improve quality, you need technology; to increase scale, you need money. Even the spiritual farmers in the Earth Hall have worked hard for many years, but they only have enough resources for their own cultivation. They cannot repeat the process and expand their business. They can only improve their economic situation to a limited extent. This shows that even after immersing themselves in spiritual plants for many years, they cannot master the technology. This is the easiest way to work. Don't just follow the crowd and not regard the ability to spend money as a resource."

Dongfang Lieming seemed to be deep in thought. Chen Guang lowered his head and continued to process the jade stone in his hand, which looked like a beehive. Streams of fiery red light were continuously drawn and fell into the [Glazed Martial Clay] in the center of this acre of spiritual field, gradually adding some dazzling colors to the glazed red soil.

This acre of spiritual field has only a three-zhang-wide area at its very center made of glazed clay. Glazed clay has the effect of absorbing and concentrating the heat and spiritual energy. With continuous condensation, it has now finally acquired a hint of yang energy generated from the heat.

As long as fire-attribute spiritual plants are continuously supplied, along with certain specific spiritual objects, the necessary spiritual energy for transformation can be continuously provided, allowing this three-zhang area to gradually generate pure yang energy.

Chen Guang was very careful. The main part of this acre of spiritual field was still purple spiritual soil. If the soil was moved too drastically, the influence of the glaze mud would spread, which would be bad. Rare soil has an assimilative effect. As long as the glaze mud is assimilated even a little, this three-zhang-long land of extreme yang will collapse on its own.

While drawing red light from the jade in his hand, he scattered specks of gold-like fragments, which, under Chen Guang's control, were evenly distributed onto every inch of glazed clay that the red light had infused. The fragments seemed to melt and were absorbed by the glazed clay, immediately forming a distinct barrier with the purple spirit soil. At the same time, the color of the glazed clay began to shine, becoming as brilliant as gold. Chen Guang's expression turned solemn as he became distracted again, manipulating a silver tree root from his storage artifact and throwing it into the glazed clay.

This is a section of the dead aerial root of the Azure Sky Tree. This creature is rumored to be so poisonous that it can turn the sky green. Even this seemingly useless dead aerial root is toxic enough to instantly kill Chen Guang and the others. It was just wrapped in a special substance, so there was no leakage. But when the tree root entered the depths of the Glazed Martial Mud, Chen Guang once again used the red light and fragments to seal all the aura and break the seal.

Immediately, some light green spots appeared on the glazed clay.

This is a deadly poison!

Not only could it kill people, but at the moment the tree root seal was released, large clumps of red gas with a strong earthy smell were forcibly "killed" out of the glazed clay with a "pfft pfft" sound, and at the same time, the light green spots disappeared.

These are some of the wonders of glazed clay, but compared to the most yang place, they are impurities. Cao Fang, who had been waiting for a long time, sprinkled a large handful of pale flowers on it. Instantly, the two dissolved and turned into a piece of red clay that fell down. Chen Guang blew a breath of air and sent a gentle breeze onto the goldware that had been prepared on the side.

After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the golden light released by the glazed clay became almost tangible, and the strong earthy smell of gas was no longer emitted. Looking at it for too long would even make one's eyes feel dry. When all that remained when one closed their eyes was a lingering golden light, Chen Guang stood up, his face pale.

The entire process requires multiple focuses and places a heavy burden on one's magical power and soul. This is merely a microcosm of the construction of the Pure Yang Land. This process must be repeated many times, each time with different spiritual objects. With the help of the most basic honeycomb-like stones and gold fragments, the spiritual energy of the Pure Yang Land is sealed and consolidated time and time again, moving towards the Pure Yang Land.

Today we use poison to kill impurities, but in the future we will need to remove the toxicity to restore purity.

Looking at the surrounding spiritual plants, the second round of construction should begin five days from now, when the fire-attribute spiritual flower of the heart is planted.

"Thank you for your hard work. This can be considered a spiritual object, and it is a treasure for some pharmacists and insect masters. Its toxicity is still present." Chen Guang pointed to the clay on the gold artifact, but his tone was somewhat weak. Even with Chen Guang's all-round development, he still felt weak and powerless. The construction of this supreme yang land was indeed extraordinary.

"I don't want to. What if even a little bit of poison leaks out? Wouldn't that be a double loss?" Cao Fang waved his hands repeatedly.

Dongfang Lieming needed even less; she didn't even lift a finger, she just watched.

I feel that this time, observing from the sidelines is what it should be like for cultivators to farm; last time, it felt like I was just wasting time.

Chen Guang didn't force the issue, nor did he know what Dongfang Lieming was thinking. Since he still had the poisonous centipede that he might need in the future, he put away the red clay.

Looking back at this spiritual field, a crimson glow flowed across the ground, converging at the very center into a dazzling golden light. What is a golden lotus emerging from the earth? This sight is somewhat reminiscent of that.

On one side of the spirit field are Blood-Herb and Red-Leafed Ginseng with red top leaves, and further on is the Heart-Piercing Grass. The Drum Millet, which is right next to the Heart-Piercing Grass, is already showing signs of discomfort. Its leaves have begun to droop, clearly affected by the chaotic and turbulent spiritual energy.

Fortunately, Chen Guang also requested some musical spirit objects that met the requirements, which could help to some extent in saving Gushu. Once the land of supreme yang is successfully saved, the burden on its shoulders will become even heavier.