Chapter 45
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Chapter 45: He is the Most Unfortunate
After digging for a while, Ji Yang couldn’t help but sigh.
No wonder it’s called a spiritual field; ordinary people simply can’t dig here. Even cultivators need magical tools to help them.
He had just seen a hoe-like magical tool by the side of the wooden house, but it was only a low-grade standard tool, obviously not as good as the one personally crafted by Elder Chai!
This made Ji Yang silently grateful once again for Elder Chai.
At Jixian Peak, Elder Chai, who was about to come out of seclusion, suddenly sensed something, which puzzled him.
Could it be that yet another elder or Peak Master, whom he couldn’t refuse, wanted him to craft tools?
No, he couldn’t allow that.
Without hesitation, Elder Chai shut the door and continued his seclusion.
This left the disciples gathered outside Elder Chai’s residence, who were ready to congratulate him on emerging from seclusion, in a state of confusion.
"What happened? Where is Elder Chai?"
"I clearly saw Elder Chai’s door open halfway; why did it close again?"
In the spiritual field, as Ji Yang swung the hoe and dug up a large portion of withered seedlings, a few cultivators suddenly emerged from the patches of He Hua rice in the distance.
The group looked weary, in tattered clothes, with disheveled hair, each carrying a hoe on their shoulders.
They looked like old farmers.
Yet, their abilities were not low; the weakest among them was at the sixth level of Qi Refinement, and the strongest was at the Tenth Level of Qi Refinement.
From their clothes, the insignia of the He Dao Sect could be faintly seen.
It seemed they were disciples punished in Feng Ling Valley for a long time.
Soon, their sighs came one after another:
"Sigh, today brown beetles suddenly appeared in my spiritual field. I didn’t notice in time, and now the damage is severe; I’m afraid I won’t be able to complete this month’s spiritual grain task!"
"You think you’re worse off than me? Just yesterday, I finished off the brown beetles, and today more black-tailed leaf cicadas appeared! I’ll have to plant for another month."
"I’m not doing much better, either. My magical power was depleted yesterday, and I didn’t even have time to use the Small Rain Technique today; the maturity period for the He Hua rice will be delayed again!"
After they finished speaking, they sighed again, lamenting their unfair fate and bad luck.
At that moment, one of them suddenly noticed Ji Yang, who was digging in the field, and couldn’t help but point at Ji Yang and burst out laughing:
"Hahahahaha, look at him, he’s the most unfortunate!"
"This spiritual field has poor soil quality; no one has ever grown He Hua rice here. This kid is really out of luck!"
Hearing the laughter, the others also turned to look at Ji Yang, and seeing him working hard at digging, they couldn’t help but join in the mockery.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, he must have offended some elder or steward."
The worries that had been weighing on the group evaporated at that moment.
"I’ll head out first; I haven’t rested in days, and I can’t hold on any longer."
"Junior brother, you go ahead. I’ll just sleep in the spiritual field tonight."
With that, one of them dove back into his spiritual field, seemingly deciding not to return.
Seeing the situation, the other cultivators hesitated for a moment before diving into their own spiritual fields. They had already suffered enough losses and couldn’t return to the wooden house now.
Ji Yang, hearing their laughter from nearby, frowned. He hadn’t expected that Elder Li had assigned him the worst spiritual field; no wonder it felt similar to mining.
Although it was easy for Ji Yang, Elder Li’s actions left him puzzled.
However, since it was assigned, Ji Yang did not plan to give up. As for Elder Li, he would remember this and find a way to settle the score next time.
Since they were all the same land, he didn’t believe he couldn’t grow spiritual grains!
After a busy period, the sky began to darken. Ji Yang had removed all the withered seedlings from the spiritual field and refreshed the soil, making it much softer.
But according to the books, this alone was not enough. Before planting seeds, he needed to use the Small Rain Technique to cover the area extensively, bringing down enough rain to soften the spiritual field for sowing.
Then, he would have to use the Small Rain Technique regularly every day to help the seeds sprout.
Ji Yang had chosen many spells, and the Small Rain Technique was his first, so he didn’t worry about not being able to perform it.
After confirming everything, Ji Yang gathered his magical power within and raised his hand. Several clouds began to gather in the sky, eventually merging into a small dark cloud.
Since he was only at the third level of Qi Refinement, Ji Yang did not show any strength beyond that, to avoid drawing attention.
As Feng Ling Valley was an important place for the sect, it surely had elders guarding it, and Ji Yang didn’t want to stand out too much.
However, looking at the small dark cloud that was only a tenth of an acre, Ji Yang furrowed his brow again.
The speed of the rain was too slow.
At this rate, he would need to perform the spell ten times for each irrigation, which would waste too much time!
Not only could he not reveal his extraordinary strength, but he also needed efficient results, which clearly was unreasonable.
After hesitating for a bit, Ji Yang relaxed his brow. After all, he was a genius of the sect—what did he need to conceal?
Being a genius, reasonable abnormalities were acceptable!
Ji Yang then closed his eyes. After a breath, he opened them again, and his third level of Qi Refinement instantly broke through to the fourth level!
"The heavens reward hard work! After years of effort, I’ve finally made a breakthrough!"
After the breakthrough, Ji Yang didn’t forget to shout out in a somewhat exaggerated manner.
But soon, Ji Yang realized that even after the breakthrough, he hadn’t solved the problem of the range for the Small Rain Technique, unless he directly restored his Foundation Establishment stage.
But that would undoubtedly be excessive.
The Small Rain Technique was just an ordinary spell; casting it once didn’t consume much magical power, but the range of the spell was too small.
Although a higher realm would increase the power of the spell, Ji Yang felt that it was far from enough. With an understanding of the Foundation Establishment stage, Ji Yang quickly identified some hidden issues within the Small Rain Technique.
For instance, he needed to inject more magical power!
The range was too small and needed expansion!
However, simply relying on his realm wouldn’t be enough to maximize the range; he would need a special method to cast the spell.
After pondering for a moment, Ji Yang once again channeled his magical power.
In the next moment, a large mass of dark clouds appeared in the sky, much bigger than before.
Not enough!
Ji Yang shook his head and waved his hand, dispersing the clouds.
He then drew upon the knowledge he had learned from Elder Tang’s law transmission. After meditating for a moment, he cast the Small Rain Technique again.
Although the range of the dark clouds had indeed widened significantly, even enough to cover half an acre, Ji Yang still shook his head.
Not enough!
After thinking for a long while, Ji Yang’s eyes brightened. Why had he been focused on solving the problem through his spell? Could he not find another way?
He was different from ordinary cultivators; his understanding of rain should surpass theirs!
At that moment, Ji Yang closed his eyes and incorporated the principles of rainfall and artificial rain-making technology from his past life.
When Ji Yang opened his eyes again and raised one hand, a dark cloud gradually condensed above the spiritual field.
At first glance, it looked the same as before, but this dark cloud was heavier in color and thicker than the others.
As Ji Yang guided it, the dark cloud slowly rose, finally stopping at a high point in the sky.
Once the dark cloud was elevated, it seemed to trigger a response from other clouds, which began to converge toward it.
The gathering clouds caused the dark cloud to grow larger and larger, ultimately enveloping most of the He Dao Sect beneath it.
At first, Ji Yang felt a sense of joy, as it appeared that his spell had succeeded.
But as he watched the dark clouds continue to gather, he couldn’t help but feel a bit uneasy.
It seemed to be too successful; there shouldn’t be any issues, right?
