The Path to Immortality: Starting with the Growth of Bubble Fruits from the Ground

"Wanhua Mountain is the Daoist temple of the Flower Mountain Master. It has many medicinal gardens, each with a dedicated person in charge, making the competition among them extremely fierce."

Old Wang slowly said, "The herb garden assigned to you will definitely be the lowest grade, and also the most numerous. You will not only have to face internal competition, but most importantly, you will also have to guard against those spirit plant masters who want to occupy a place in Wanhua Mountain."

"With your current cultivation level, I estimate that there will be quite a few people eyeing you."

Zhou Mu was astonished: "Am I being made an easy target?"

"Of course, everyone knows the saying 'a big tree is good for shade.' The Myriad Paths Sect has seven mountains and thirty-two peaks. Who wouldn't want to join?"

Old Wang's words were so self-evident that Zhou Mu was speechless.

However, Zhou Mu was not worried about whether he could gain a foothold in Wanhua Mountain. He just did not expect that even if he entered Wanhua Mountain, he would not be able to settle down. Instead, he would be targeted by many sect disciples.

"The path of spiritual practice is never smooth sailing; the higher you go, the greater the obstacles you will face."

Zhou Mu sighed inwardly, but he was not intimidated by it.

He understood the principle that the bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish; otherwise, why would so many people be so eager to enter Wanhua Mountain?

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The next day, after Zhou Mu bestowed spiritual rain upon the four and a half mu of spiritual fields in the lower-grade area, he hurriedly rushed to the middle-grade area.

Fortunately, after his breakthrough in cultivation, Zhou Mu practiced both Qi cultivation and body refinement. With the support of the Wind Travel Technique, he traveled at lightning speed, covering five or six zhang with each stride. In less than half an hour, he arrived at the spirit fields in the middle-level area.

After settling his belongings, Zhou Mu picked up a hoe and went straight to the field. He already had a plan for the subsequent planting of these fifteen acres of spiritual fields.

They worked until almost dark before all the spirit fields were finally cultivated and rice seeds were sown.

Ten mu of the rice are Huangjing rice and five mu are Xueya rice.

Zhou Mu stood by the spirit field, took a deep breath, shouted, and pointed his finger towards the sky above the spirit field.

"Minor Cloud Rain Technique"

Spiritual energy gathered above the spiritual field, and a dark thundercloud gradually condensed.

At the same time, the only "Quality Enhancement" and "Great Completion Minor Cloud and Rain Technique" within Zhou Mu's dantian shattered and disappeared without a trace.

Dark thunderclouds spun rapidly in the sky, whipping up gusts of wind, with flashes of lightning faintly visible within.

The magical power within Zhou Mu's dantian surged forth like a river bursting its banks, while the thunderclouds in the sky spun faster and grew larger.

With Zhou Mu exerting all his efforts, the thunderclouds eventually covered most of the spirit field.

"Boom..."

As a muffled rumble of thunder sounded, the earth's energy was drawn away, and the surrounding spiritual energy was instantly drained.

"Splash..."

A torrential downpour descended from the sky, each raindrop the size of a broad bean, splashing mud and sand as they hit the ground.

This was the first time Zhou Mu had used his full power to cast a spell since his breakthrough, and it was the fully mastered Lesser Cloud and Rain Technique, which caused an unexpectedly large commotion.

Several mid-level spiritual farmers around him looked in Zhou Mu's direction after hearing the thunder.

However, due to the distance, they could only see a huge thundercloud hovering in the sky.

"Such a huge thundercloud, it seems to be..."

"Strange, wasn't that spirit field empty...?"

"Strange, someone else has actually mastered the Lesser Cloud Rain Technique..."

Several spirit farmers gazed at the thunderclouds, their expressions varied, all wondering who was casting the spell.

One of them was Li Gang's nephew, Li Yan.

His eyes were fixed on the thundercloud, his fists clenched, and jealousy and resentment tangled in his heart. If it weren't for the sect's law enforcement team on patrol, he would have already charged over with his sword. But now he could only sulk alone.

"Zhou Mu, you stole my spiritual field and harmed my clansman! I will never let you get away with this!"

Li Yan slammed the hoe in his hand onto the ground, gritting his teeth and his face contorted with rage.

At this moment, Zhou Mu was unaware that he had attracted the attention of those around him. He was already immersed in comprehending the magic, and the Lesser Cloud Rain Technique was steadily progressing towards mastery.

The spiritual rain lasted for the duration of an incense stick's burning, and Zhou Mu's magical power in his dantian was almost depleted.

Zhou Mu, his face pale, didn't care about being dirty and sat on the ground to circulate his energy to recover his magical power.

Half an hour later, a rosy glow appeared on Zhou Mu's face.

"My magic power has recovered by 40%, and I still have five acres of land left, that should be enough."

A moment later, after casting another spell, Zhou Mu dragged his tired body toward the courtyard.

He collapsed onto the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

In his dream, Zhou Mu obtained all the spiritual fields of the Myriad Paths Sect and planted them with various spiritual roots and immortal plants.

Just as Zhou Mu was immersed in his sweet dream, the spirit fields outside were quietly changing, especially the seven acres of Huangjing rice and the three acres of Xueya rice.

The rice seeds in these ten acres of spiritual fields gradually transformed into something else under the influence of the two bubble fruits.

The next morning, Zhou Mu carried his rice bowl to the edge of the spiritual field.

"one two three……"

Gradually, a stunning smile appeared on Zhou Mu's lips.

[Polygonatum Rice: 15 Mana Crystals, 1 Advanced Azure Leaf Sword Technique, 1 Regeneration Spirit Seed, 1% Maturity]

[Polygonatum Rice: Abundant Magic Power x4, Quality Improvement x1, Maturity 1%]

[Blood Fang Rice: Abundant Qi and Blood x3, Advanced Lesser Cloud and Rain Technique x1, Maturity 1%]

【Blood Rice: 3 parts weak Qi and Blood, 2 parts accelerated ripening, 1% maturity】

A total of thirty-one bubble fruits were born from the fifteen acres of spirit fields, of which fifteen were magic crystals and the Great Perfection of the Azure Leaf Sword Technique. All sixteen fruits were dark green.

There are five white ones and ten green ones.

Zhou Mu looked thoughtfully at the fruits in the spirit field.

"It seems that the highest level of a first-tier spiritual plant can only produce a dark green bubble fruit."

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Ten days passed in the blink of an eye, and Zhou Mu had consumed another five bottles of Peiyuan Pills. Now he takes half a bottle every day, and he's practically a walking medicine cabinet.

Early that morning, Zhou Mu, dressed in a brand-new blue robe, hurried to the Inner Affairs Hall.

When he arrived, Steward Liu was already waiting for him at the door. Zhou Mu leaped up and jumped onto the flying boat.

Without further ado, the two flew away, their flying boat cutting through the sky.

As the airship ventured deeper, various strange peaks appeared before Zhou Mu, some of which had pavilions and towers faintly visible on their summits.

However, Steward Liu dared not approach these mountain peaks along the way, and the path twisted and turned in the air.

Occasionally, streaks of light would flash past in the distance from the flying boat, but none of them would get close.

Only some birds in the sky were completely unafraid of strangers, following the flying boat and sizing up Zhou Mu and his companion.

"Goodness, this flying sparrow's cultivation level is higher than mine."

Zhou Mu was secretly alarmed as he looked at the sparrow in the distance, whose wingspan was more than ten feet.

"Zhou Mu, from now on, when you are walking around the sect, stay away from these spirit beasts."

Manager Liu pointed to the birds in the distance: "They all have owners, and each one has an extraordinary background. If you get hurt by them, you can only blame your bad luck."

A moment later, Steward Liu announced, "We've arrived at Wanhua Mountain."

Zhou Mu looked up, but his view was obscured by the thick fog, and he could only vaguely see a huge, towering mountain.

"Is this a formation?"

Zhou Mu was shocked. This was the first time he had ever seen a formation that covered an entire mountain, and he could hardly imagine how powerful it was.