Douluo Continent: Becoming the God of Nature Starting from Farming

Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying a chilling coldness and resentment.

The people below all knelt on the ground.

Meng Shenji swallowed hard. He hadn't expected this either, but it seemed that joining the Spirit Hall wasn't a big deal and had nothing to do with them.

“Your Majesty, Xiao Ze has never used any of our Heaven Dou Empire’s resources, and since he won the Soul Master Competition, he doesn’t owe us anything,” Zhi Lin said.

That's why Emperor Xueye was angry.

"He did it on purpose! He's wanted to join the Spirit Hall for a long time!!!"

Bai Baoshan said, "Your Majesty, that's impossible. If Xiao Ze wanted to join the Spirit Hall, he wouldn't have come to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy."

His cultivation level was high enough to join the Martial Soul Academy back then.

Emperor Xueye frowned: "Then tell me, why did Xiao Ze join the Spirit Hall?!"

"This..." Bai Baoshan didn't know either.

However, the Spirit Hall is indeed more powerful than the Heaven Dou Empire. Isn't it normal for people to strive for higher positions?

Of course, he couldn't say that out loud.

"Hmph! I see you all know nothing. Crown Prince, tell me! Did you go with us this time?" Emperor Xueye looked at Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue was speechless. How would she know how that woman got Xiao Ze to join?

“Father, I don’t know if Xiao Ze has communicated with the Spirit Hall, but it’s very possible.”

As for why, I think the Spirit Hall must have something Xiao Ze needs.

"Damn it! What is this? Does our Heavenly Dou Empire not have it? Our Heavenly Dou Empire is vast and rich in resources, surely we have it!!!" In Qian Renxue's eyes, Emperor Xueye was nothing but powerless rage.

Those with real ability can go to the Spirit Hall to snatch people away; the incompetent can only stay here and rage.

"Alright, you can leave now."

"Yes."

The four of them slowly left, letting out a sigh of relief.

"I was terrified. This is the first time I've ever seen His Majesty so angry."

"That's true, but Xiao Ze has his own ideas, what can we do?"

"Yes."

"Would His Majesty not target the Ye family?" Bai Baoshan asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, the Ye family is very important throughout the continent. Besides, Ye Lingling and Ning Rongrong are both Xiao Ze's women, so the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will protect the Ye family," Meng Shenji said.

“That’s true. Otherwise, Xiao Ze would never have joined the Spirit Hall so rashly. He would have definitely sorted things out before joining.” Zhi Lin nodded.

Qian Renxue noticed that the three seemed to treat Xiao Ze quite well, and wondered if she could recruit them.

Although the three seem to be from the Spirit Hall, their relationship is definitely deeper with the Heaven Dou Empire.

I'll give it a try later.

After obtaining the seed, the Spirit Hall, under Bibi Dong's instructions, began to act like a machine.

From the Papal Palace to the Martial Spirit Temple.

From the Spirit Temple to the Spirit Main Hall.

From the main hall of the Martial Soul to the sub-hall of the Martial Soul.

From the Martial Soul Sub-Hall to the various branch halls.

Chapter 278 Promoting Seeds

Nottingham.

Su Yuntao looked at the large bag of seeds the Palace Master had given him, completely bewildered: "Palace Master, why are you giving me seeds? Are you telling me to go and plant them?"

The hall master shook his head: "This is a mission from the Spirit Hall. We are to promote these seeds to the nearby villages and make sure they are all planted in the spring of the new year."

Spring is just around the corner, only a few months away, and there are quite a few villages nearby, so our task is very important.

Su Yuntao was taken aback: "The Pope would issue such a task?"

“That’s right. I heard that these seeds were produced by Xiao Ze, and the yield is very high. You should know what that means to these people,” the temple master said.

Su Yuntao's eyes widened. "Xiao Ze! I heard he became the champion of the Soul Master Competition, and he's even a Holy Son."

"Yes, you are really lucky to have helped the Holy Son awaken his martial soul. After I step down in two years, the position of Palace Master of Notting City will be yours. However, your cultivation level still needs to be improved."

Upon hearing this, Su Yuntao was overjoyed.

He now wished he could kneel down before Xiao Ze; Xiao Ze was his true benefactor.

If Xiao Ze knew what Su Yuntao was thinking, he would definitely kneel down first.

After all, you are my benefactor.

"Alright, let's go promote the seeds."

"Alright, I'll go to Qingxi Village first. By the way, Palace Master, has the Dean of Notting Academy returned yet?"

"He's back. He's really lucky; he's Xiao Ze's grandfather," the Palace Master remarked.

"Yes."

After watching the finals, Grandpa Xiao knew that Xiao Ze still had a lot to do, so he didn't interfere and returned to Notting Academy on his own.

Su Yuntao mounted his horse, carrying a smaller spatial soul tool, and galloped towards Qingxi Village.

A few days ago, Xiao Ze had Old Wang work overtime to manufacture a large number of small spatial soul tools. These soul tools consume fewer materials and are relatively simple to refine, which is sufficient for his needs.

One village at a time is just right.

The afternoon sun streamed across the winding stream in Qingxi Village.

Su Yuntao led his horse across the creaking wooden bridge, where koi carp occasionally leaped out of the water.

He wiped his sweat and looked up. In the distance, wisps of smoke rose from the chimneys of farmhouses, and a little girl with pigtails was tiptoeing to pick morning glories from the fence.

"Soul Master..." The village chief walked over shakily when he saw Su Yuntao coming.

"Congratulations, Village Chief!" Su Yuntao said with a smile.

"Congratulations on what?" The village chief was completely bewildered.

"Xiao Ze from your village won the championship of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition."

"Really!" The village chief didn't know what the competition was, but the champion sounded incredibly impressive.

“Of course it’s true.” Su Yuntao nodded.

"That's great, that's great! Xiao Ze is really making something of himself out there."

"Also, I've come to deliver special seeds to you today," Su Yuntao said.

"Special seeds?" the village chief asked.

“That’s right. These special seeds were developed by Xiao Ze. They have a very high yield. If you plant them in the spring, you will get crops that are at least ten times more productive than they are now,” Su Yuntao said.

He was also somewhat incredulous; this wasn't just one or two times, but a full ten times or more—it was simply outrageous.

But since this is what Xiao Ze said, he can still believe it to some extent. He'll come to Qingxi Village and see for himself if it's true.

"I see," the village chief said calmly.

"Village Chief, aren't you shocked?" Su Yuntao was somewhat surprised; the village chief was unexpectedly calm.

"Xiao Ze fed us some special crops that tasted very good, and even helped our village produce two or three Soul Masters."

Upon hearing this, Su Yuntao was taken aback. It was true. Several years after Xiao Ze left, Qingxi Village did produce a Soul Master. He had originally thought it was just a matter of luck, but now it seemed to have something to do with Xiao Ze.

If all these crops were planted, wouldn't that mean the number of Soul Masters would increase significantly?

Furthermore, they would feel grateful to the Spirit Hall, because even if only half of them joined the Spirit Hall, that would still be an astronomical number.

Sure enough... a bright future awaits me in the Spirit Hall.

Su Yuntao placed the bags of seeds on the ground.

"Village chief, keep these seeds safe. They will be your village's food supply in the future. You must plant them," Su Yuntao reminded him.

"Don't worry, Xiao Ze is from our village, I'll definitely handle it well." The village chief nodded and had someone take all the seeds inside.

Now, most people in Qingxi Village listen to the village chief. When they heard that these were Xiao Ze's seeds, they all said they would plant them immediately.

"It's definitely easier to promote this in Qingxi Village; it's not so simple in other villages."

……

Pope's Palace.

As Xiao Ze swayed slowly in the rocking chair, the rice stalks he held between his fingertips drew golden arcs in the air.

A cup of steaming jasmine tea sits on the small table beside me.

This contrasts sharply with Bibi Dong, who is hunched over her desk reviewing documents not far away.

"Snap!" Bibi Dong snapped the third quill pen in half. She had just finished dealing with matters concerning the Star Luo Empire when she looked up and saw Xiao Ze, who was now in a state of rage.

"Xiao Ze! Can't you do some work? You're the Holy Son, the future Pope!" Bibi Dong shouted.

Xiao Ze shook his head: "I'm here to be the Pope, not to do the work."

"If you don't work, what kind of pope are you!" Bibi Dong was speechless; this person was truly lazy.

"Isn't it because of you?" Xiao Ze said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong took a deep breath, her chest heaving violently.

She raised her hand and gently patted her chest, muttering softly, "Don't be angry, don't be angry..."

Xiao Ze handed over a glass of jasmine tea with ice cubes: "Calm down, you're not young anymore, don't be angry."

When Bibi Dong took the cup, she used too much force, and the ice cubes hit the cup wall with a crisp sound.

She took a big gulp, and then squinted her eyes because they were so cold, which was kind of cute.

"How's the promotion of these crops going?" Xiao Ze asked.