Rising from Small Cloud Rain Technique - Chapter 92 - 90: A Perfect Match
Chapter 92: Chapter 90: A Perfect Match
“I’m willing.”
Huang Feihu agreed immediately, without any hesitation.
He had an intuition that this cooperation was just the beginning, and that their collaborations would only increase in the future.
The amount of Crystal Stones he could earn was secondary; maintaining close contact with a cultivator who had great potential and would soon establish a foundation was the most important thing.
What is friendship? Coming and going is friendship.
In the future, as long as his senior brother established his foundation, anything that might fall into his hands from the other party would benefit him.
Ji An chuckled:
“You agreed so quickly, aren’t you going to think it over?”
“If the senior brother trusts me enough to ask for my cooperation, I’m the one benefiting, no need to think about it!”
Ji An pondered:
“Feihu, how many Spirit Farmers do you know who are good at making Talisman Paper?”
“Uh… about five or six. Senior brother, you mean to say?”
“In recent years, the price of Talismans has been rising, and the demand for them will not diminish in the future.
Talisman Paper prices rise accordingly. If you have the time, I’m planning to plant another twenty acres of Talisman Grass, and give it all to you for making Talisman Paper. What do you think?”
It’s easy to find wasteland, and managing Talisman Grass is simple, occasionally needing the Sharp Gold Technique to kill pests.
At Ji An’s current level of Magic Technique, just a Rainmaking spell and arranging Earth Qi could yield high-quality Talisman Grass.
A Magic Technique at the Great Perfection Level needs to be applied only every two days for the Talisman Grass to grow, so planting another twenty acres of Talisman Grass won’t interfere with his cultivation.
Even if he shared some of the profit and deducted planting and rental costs, twenty acres of Talisman Grass could yield a profit of about one hundred and fifty Spirit Stones.
Along with his gains from Talisman Painting, after deducting his cultivation and Pill buying expenses, he could accumulate around three hundred Spirit Stones every two months.
This speed of earning Crystal Stones far exceeds that of ordinary disciples.
“Senior brother, we’re with you. No matter how much Talisman Grass you plant, it can all be absorbed.”
Huang Feihu became excited, feeling like he’d been given a long-term task for earning Crystal Stones.
At the same time, he could win over a group of Spirit Farmers to follow him.
“Great, we’ll start next season.”
Ji An rolled up his sleeves; this was a win-win situation.
…
After a trip to the Miscellaneous Affairs Hall to buy Talisman Grass and Jade Corn seeds, Ji An rushed back to the Spirit Field by Jade Water Lake to start sowing.
Since the grey-feathered sand goose followed him, it hadn’t spared any effort, flying at least once a day between Ningcui Cliff and Jade Water Lake.
Of course, Ji An hadn’t mistreated this Beast Taming partner, providing Spirit Rice in unlimited amounts, and giving the Spirit Feeding Pill timely and in precise quantities, never skimping.
He often bought fish and shrimp at the Jade Water Lake market to treat the sand goose, carefully raising it, so that its form became more agile.
When Ji An left, the over thirty acres of Spirit Field were lush with greenery. What he was planting was not just Talisman Grass, but Spirit Stones!
Riding back on the grey-feathered sand goose, Ji An suddenly found his vision dimmed.
He looked up, only to see a colossal flying ship soaring over his head, like a mountain walking among the clouds.
The Dharma Prohibition on the bottom of the ship and various Spirit Patterns were flashing, and even from such a distance, he could feel a vague sense of coercion.
How come I’ve never heard of the Sect having such a gigantic flying ship? Ji An widened his eyes, watching the great ship disappear into the depths of the Sect.
On the flying ship, a group of Foundation Establishment cultivators were watching the expansive mountains, many showing a disdainful look on their faces.
“The spiritual energy in the Western Wilderness is too barren, this so-called major sect is just like this.”
“Senior brother, you’re too harsh. This is just a Golden Core Sect, how can it compare to a Central Continent Major Sect.”
“I highly doubt how much effect these sects in Xilan Continent can have during the Demon Calamity.”
“This is just a buffer zone. As long as they can provide early warning of the Demon Calamity and withstand the first wave of Demon Beast attacks, they’ve fulfilled their mission.
To survive the Demon Calamity, we still have to rely on our Central Continent Immortal Sects.”
…
On the way back, Ji An took a detour to a trading point and bought some Spirit Deer Meat.
When he reached the base of Ningcui Cliff, Ji An poured the harvested Jade Corn into the rice vat and began cooking.
While cooking, he calculated his own assets.
Managing the master’s Medicinal Garden, he could earn 200 Contribution Points each month, and he had already accumulated 1000 Contribution Points.
In addition, he had over 600 Spirit Stones in hand. In another year, he could conservatively save up 2000 Spirit Stones.
By then, with a bit of boldness, asking his master and several senior brothers and sisters for a loan, he could gather enough Contribution Points to exchange for a Foundation Establishment Pill and join the waiting queue.
As the evening breeze gently blew, and the sky was filled with glorious clouds, Ji An served the braised deer meat and several dishes of Spiritual Vegetables, filled up the rice, arranged the dishes and chopsticks, and waited for Li Lingyu.
The two Beast Taming partners waited eagerly by the side, wanting to eat too, but they could only wait for their owner to finish before they could have their share.
The grey-feathered sand goose, impatient, flew to Li Lingyu’s window and “quacked” repeatedly.
Come out and eat, if you don’t eat, when can we eat!
“If you keep squawking, I’ll stew you for meat!”
Li Lingyu walked out of the bamboo building, speaking sternly, needing to clear her mind to refine her Divine Sense; the sand goose was too noisy.
She was immediately drawn by the aroma of the rice, came over and inhaled deeply twice, and said:
“Why does today’s Spirit Rice smell so fragrant? The grains are larger than what we usually eat, and the Spiritual Qi seems to be richer.”
Ji An smiled and said:
“Naturally, this is the Spirit Rice I grew myself.”
“No, the Spirit Rice in the vat is also yours. Did you learn some kind of Secret Technique?”
“Sort of, let’s eat!”
The Thick Earth Technique imbued with Magic Intent can be considered a Secret Technique.
Ji An picked up his chopsticks and recounted the incident of seeing the massive flying ship on his return, asking:
“Senior sister, does that flying ship belong to the sect? I’ve never seen a flying ship several hundred meters long.”
“I’ve never heard of the sect having such a large flying ship either,” Li Lingyu shook her head, scooped a bite of Spirit Rice, feeling a different taste dissolving in her mouth.
“Junior brother, there’s something different about this Spirit Rice. The texture of the Jade Corn shouldn’t reach this level; eating it is a bit like inferior Jade Marrow Rice!
I’m certain the sect doesn’t have such a Secret Technique. If you submit it to the sect, you will surely gain a considerable amount of Contribution Points.
Not only that, within five years anyone who exchanges for this Secret Technique will net you an additional share of Contribution Points.”
Li Lingyu looked at Ji An with the eyes of someone looking at a wealthy man, wondering in her heart where he managed to obtain the Secret Technique, such unbelievable luck!
Though this Secret Technique might be somewhat basic, it can be considered a strategic level Spell. After all, there are thousands of acres of Jade Corn planted by the sect.
High-Tier Cultivators of the sect could use this Secret Technique to study other secret techniques.
“Uh…” Ji An grimaced, revealing the truth:
“My Secret Technique is the comprehension of the Magic Intent of the Thick Earth Technique.”
In an instant, the wind became silent, and Li Lingyu bit her lip, saying nothing, focusing on her meal.
It was a blow to her pride! Be able to comprehend two Magic Intents during the Qi Refining Stage was something she couldn’t hope to match, at least not now.
Such a person, once establishing their foundation and choosing the right Cultivation Technique, would more easily grasp the essence of the technique, thus advancing far beyond those cultivators who had yet to grasp Magic Intent.
