The Immortal Cultivation Game Has Come True

Breakthrough !_i

At this moment.

Shennong stood in a daze, looking at the rumbling machinery and the densely packed, fully laden com in the fields.

What he found even more difficult to accept was that despite such a large harvest, the old farmer claimed that the yield had decreased and he needed to worship the Earth God for an even bigger harvest?

After a while.

Shennong, having collected his thoughts, took a step forward to the old farmer.

“Old man, the crop you’re cultivating… could it not be that legendary Taoist Potato that yields thousands of pounds per acre?”

“Um…”

The grizzled old farmer, looking at Shennong standing before him with a hoe in hand, scratched his head in puzzlement. What an odd question this old man was asking.

Nevertheless.

Being an honest man, he didn’t think too much about it. He straightforwardly explained: “Master, what I’m growing here is hybrid com, distributed by the Taoist Palace.”

Having said this.

He added another sentence, “Though the Taoist Potato has high yields, it causes those who eat it frequently to pass gas excessively, and it doesn’t fetch as high a price as corn. Now, only the owners of factories that make Taoist Potato snacks would lease the land to cultivate it.”

“Oh- That’s how it is, thank you for letting me know!” Shennong said, suddenly enlightened, and cupped his hand towards the old farmer.

Then.

Shennong further asked, “Old man, I’ve just arrived in Black Wind Country and find this com quite peculiar. Could you perhaps spare one for me to remember this by?”

Upon hearing this.

The look on the old farmer’s face became even stranger. Could this old man perhaps be a spy from some foreign land, looking to steal their seeds for research?

Despite his suspicions, due to his honest nature, he found himself unable to refuse a request that was not too excessive.

“Here, Master, you may have this. However, this is not ordinary com. This is hybrid corn developed by the Taoist Palace and loses its effectiveness after two rounds of planting,” The old farmer said, pulling out an ear of com from the harvester to give to Shennong.

“Thank you!”

Shennong took the com and, after expressing his thanks, began to examine it.

After observing.

The shock in his eyes could not be hidden.

So… this was what hybridisation meant?

Shennong held the com as if it was a priceless treasure, turning it over continuously for closer inspection. The more he examined it, the more he liked it.

“Good, good! It is indeed remarkable for someone from the celestial realms to have developed such a thing…” Shennong mumbled to himself.

On a side note.

Having cultivated in the Fiery Cloud Cave for tens of thousands of years without leaving their abode, the Three Emperors only became aware of ‘Black Wind Country’ and the ‘Master of the Primordial Beginning’ after they sensed an abrupt change in the destiny of the human race.

At this moment.

Having seen these things, Shennong had already made up his mind whether to support the Tang Dynasty or Black Wind Country.

At the same time when both Emperor Xuanyuan and Shennong decided to stay in Black Wind Country after witnessing its miracles.

Elsewhere.

The Taichu Dojo, at the entrance to the mountain…a great God had arrived. It was Emperor Fuxi who had just emerged from the Fiery Cloud Cave.

At the Taichu Dojo.

The Three Immortals, Fu Lu Shou, had arrived at the entrance to the mountain early, ready to welcome this primordial divine saint who was bom at the beginning of the world.

“Hahaha, Taoist brother Fuxi, it has been a long time. I thought you would stay in the Fiery Cloud Cave forever-”

The eldest of the three immortals, the Fortune Star Immortal, stepped forward and greeted Fuxi respectfully.

The three immortals are too kind. I’m here today to visit the Dao Master of the Primordial Beginning. Could you perhaps introduce me?” Fuxi nodded slightly, formed a seal with his hand in return, and then spoke.

Upon hearing this.

An embarrassed expression appeared on the face of the Fortune Star Immortal. He quickly explained, “Taoist brother Fuxi, the Dao Master is still in seclusion and temporarily unable to meet you.”

“But… you can wait in the Taichu Dojo. Why not take a tour in the meantime? We will treat you with ginseng fruits and nine thousand years flat peaches.” Ginseng fruits?

Nine Thousand Years Flat Peaches?

Emperor Fuxi was taken aback, somewhat surprised.

Despite bemg a divine saint from the beginning of the primordial era, he had not expected the other party to offer such precious items to welcome him.

You must know.

These ginseng fruits and Nine Thousand Years Flat Peaches were the fruit of the Ten Great Spiritual Roots of Heaven and Earth.

Although, for practitioners at their level, these mere fruits and external objects could no longer provide any help.

But… they were delicious and extremely rare, capable of bringing unparalleled joy to creatures.

“This… wouldn’t that be too much,” Fuxi scratched his head.

He had never encountered such a situation before where such precious gifts were offered as a simple welcoming gesture. For a moment he found it hard to believe.

Seeing this.

Fu, Lu and Shou shared a smile.

By observing Emperor Fuxi’s behaviour, they knew that he had indeed just come out from the Fiery Cloud Cave. Otherwise… how could he not know the nickname of their master.

Ginseng Fruit Taoist, Nine Thousand Years Flat Peach Taoist; these two nicknames were not just for show.

Nowadays, in the Primordial world, some extraordinarily distinguished individuals claimed that the Master of Primordial Beginning was not only a human but also had the bloodlines of the Ginseng Fruit Tree and the Flat Peach Divine Tree — the Ten Great Spiritual Roots.

In any case… these rumours came about because Xuanqing served thousands of Nine Thousand Years Flat Peaches and Ginseng Fruits at every banquet he hosted.

To put it in plain words.

Since the creation of the Primordial world, the number of Ginseng Fruits and Nine Thousand Years Flat Peaches that have circulated throughout the world is less than what Xuanqing has offered in just a hundred years.

Under these circumstances, it was natural for such absurd rumours to arise.

“Taoist brother Fuxi, how about we give you a tour of the Taichu Dojo first, how does that sound?” laughed the Fortune Star Immortal..

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