Chapter 52
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Chapter 52: Spiritual Grains Assessment
On the thirteenth day after planting the seeds, Ji Yang’s He Hua rice in the spiritual field had matured quite a bit.
At this time, the He Hua rice planted by other disciples was also gradually ripening!
By the fourteenth day, Ji Yang’s He Hua rice was fully matured! The entire spiritual field shone with a brilliant golden hue, with countless mature grains hanging from the resilient He Hua rice seedlings.
Rather than calling them seedlings, Ji Yang felt they resembled small trees!
If such spiritual grains could be harvested in a month in the mortal world, perhaps there would be no need to worry about food shortages.
Unfortunately, He Hua rice could not be grown in the mortal realm at all.
Perhaps due to the maturity of the spiritual grains, Ji Yang had harvested quite a number of Blue Light Points over the past two days.
He had gained twenty cultivation points, bringing his total to 83 points, and he wondered what level he could reach with them.
Regrettably, there were no purple Light Points, but that was expected. Purple Light Points were not easy to obtain, and the level of He Hua rice was clearly still insufficient.
Moreover, today marked the twenty-fourth day since Ji Yang had arrived at Feng Ling Valley.
It was also the end-of-month time for submitting spiritual grains!
Some disciples sighed as they looked at their spiritual fields with scarce He Hua rice, while others felt relieved that their yield had met the standard.
However, when everyone saw the visibly taller He Hua rice in the dozens of acres of spiritual fields, their expressions became somewhat complex.
Nearby disciples who had planted were already aware that this particular spiritual field belonged to Ji Yang.
But even though they all planted the same variety and took similar care, how did Ji Yang’s rice grow differently?
Some had originally doubted Ji Yang’s He Hua rice would not bear grains, but now every single plant in that spiritual field was nearly laden with grains—was this not bearing grains?
Yet, some still stubbornly argued that Ji Yang’s spiritual grains were not He Hua rice, and they might not be edible.
The result would soon be revealed, and everyone awaited the findings from the several elders investigating!
As today was the assessment day for Feng Ling Valley, the elders responsible for its affairs arrived to start checking each spiritual field, collecting and recording information.
Many punished disciples stood anxiously in their spiritual fields, fearing another insect attack would reduce their already minimal yield.
Ji Yang had no such worries.
Seeing that the elders of Feng Ling Valley were starting to check the other spiritual fields, he knew it would still be a while before it was his turn.
So, Ji Yang decided to go over and check the situation.
As he walked over, he noticed a crowd of disciples gathered around a spiritual field.
At the front of the field stood three people, the three elders responsible for Feng Ling Valley, one of whom was the chubby Elder Li, who was in charge of collecting the spiritual grains.
Elder Li held a green cloth bag in his hand, and with a spell, the bag expanded rapidly, quickly growing larger, and then he collected all the mature He Hua spiritual grains from the spiritual field into the bag.
Next, another elder named Wu took out a special device used for weighing! He placed the filled bag of grains onto it.
“Jin Yuansi, this month we harvested eight stones of He Hua spiritual grains, two stones short, to be accumulated for next month!”
With this announcement, the remaining Elder Zhu began recording the information in his hand.
Upon hearing the yield, a young man in the crowd cheered,
“That’s great! At this rate, if I plant for one more year, I’ll be able to go out!”
Ji Yang was at a loss for words!
As one acre of the spiritual field was collected, the three moved on to the next acre, and after performing the same actions, Elder Zhu spoke up:
“Wang Shi, this month we harvested twelve stones of He Hua spiritual grains, exceeding the task!”
“For the extra two stones of spiritual grains, do you choose to submit them to the sect or keep them for yourself?”
The young man looked delighted and quickly replied,
“Elder Zhu, I wish to submit the extra two stones to the sect!”
Unlike the mines, Feng Ling Valley had a set task every month. If disciples failed to complete it, they had to accumulate, but if they finished and had extra spiritual grains, they couldchoose how to process them.
When the surplus spiritual grains were submitted to a certain amount, the punishment time could be reduced. If they didn’t want to submit to the sect, the sect wouldn’t force them; they could either sell them or consume them.
The young man clearly chose to submit.
This was certainly better than in the mines, though the difficulties were different; the latter involved hard work and no rest, while the situation was more complicated.
However, as the reports continued to sound one after another, surprisingly, eighty percent of the punished disciples hadn’t completed their monthly tasks and were short by several stones. This showed how challenging it was for a single spiritual field to yield ten stones of spiritual grains.
Soon, the three arrived at Ji Yang’s spiritual field.
As they looked up at the He Hua rice towering about three meters tall, a hint of surprise flickered in their eyes.
The surrounding disciples watching were also filled with curiosity.
One elder couldn’t help but ask,
“Which disciple is in charge of this spiritual field?”
Upon hearing this, everyone turned their gaze towards Ji Yang.
“Elder, I am responsible for planting here!”
Ji Yang stepped forward slowly.
He didn’t really care much about the yield of the spiritual grains; getting Light Points each day was the best reward for him.
Moreover, with the first batch of spiritual grains harvested, the future seeds wouldn’t require the same troublesome process as before; he just needed to water and remove pests once a day to see results.
Once he reached a higher level, he planned to eliminate the remaining two flaws in the He Hua rice seeds and see if there would be new changes in the He Hua rice spiritual grains.
With such good conditions, whether or not he completed the task didn’t matter much to him.
He also planned to study for a while in Feng Ling Valley, where besides He Hua spiritual grains, there were other types of rare spiritual grains and low-level spiritual plants. After planting the next batch of He Hua rice, he intended to ask around to see if he could find some to plant together.
“Good, very nice!”
Hearing Ji Yang’s response, the two elders smiled and nodded, clearly satisfied.
They had rarely seen such well-growing He Hua rice; it was evident this disciple had put in effort.
Meanwhile, Elder Li, upon seeing Ji Yang, wore a look of confusion.
Didn’t he give Ji Yang the worst acre of spiritual field?
Why did this situation seem different from what he had imagined? Could it be that the spiritual field wasn’t the problem, but rather the earlier disciples’ planting skills?
Looking at the tall He Hua rice in front of him, it was obvious the soil was fertile, completely different from the earlier situation.
Thinking of this, Elder Li’s expression turned cold, and his gaze at Ji Yang became even more displeased.
“Elder Li? Please get started.”
The other two elders urged, and Elder Li didn’t say much. He used his magical tool and prepared to collect the spiritual grains from Ji Yang’s field into the cloth bag one by one.
