Agricultural Zone

As long as the grocery shop’s low prices remained stable, the shops run by the other factions naturally wouldn’t dare raise their prices recklessly.

This grocery shop was also managed by the disciples of Qingyun Peak themselves. After deducting the cost of refining the goods, the sect only took a tenth of the profits and otherwise left the shop’s management entirely to them.

Aside from this small grocery shop, Lingxian Sect could be said to have completely stayed out of Commercial Street One, leaving the entire area to the other factions.

But in another district, they practically had the place all to themselves.

That was the Agricultural District.

Aside from the commercial district, Xiushui City also had an agricultural district. The two areas were not far apart.

The Agricultural District officially opened today as well.

Before leaving, the heads of the various factions took the time to go over and have a look.

Those few glances left them utterly stunned.

Was this really a place that sold nothing but agricultural products?

So the agricultural products occupying the auction’s inventory had genuinely been the result of Lingxian Sect showing restraint?

At present, the Agricultural District had already opened three streets. On the first street, all ten shops and twenty stalls had opened for business in neat rows. Although the shops and stalls on the next two streets were fewer, there were still quite a number of them.

Every shop and stall sold completely different goods.

Most of the shops on Street One sold seeds for all kinds of spiritual plants, including various fruits and vegetables, as well as grains and cereals.

The stalls on the same street, meanwhile, sold fully ripened spirit grains, rice, flour, fruits, and vegetables.

The vegetables looked fresh and crisp, while the fruits were plump and fragrant.

Of the twenty stalls, only one had an old man lounging leisurely in a woven rattan chair. He held a small metal cup with steam curling from it in one hand and a book in the other, apparently studying it intently. Printed on the cover were the words Tao Yuan Myriad Void Art. It looked like a cultivation manual.

The old man seemed to sense that people were watching him. He raised his eyes from the book, saw the more than twenty people standing in front of his stall, and asked, “What’re you looking to buy? Take whatever you want from the stall. Every bit of it was picked from the fields this morning—fresh as can be!”

With a grand wave of his hand, different translucent numbers appeared above each kind of product.

“The prices are right up there. Once you’ve picked what you want, just put it in one of those baskets.”

He pointed toward a stack of bamboo baskets piled beside the stall. Then he ignored the group and went back to studying his Tao Yuan Myriad Void Art.

His eldest grandson had said he would test him on his cultivation method that evening. If he didn’t pass, his grandson wouldn’t help him research an even better fertilization spell. He had to hurry and review it properly.

The old man was so engrossed in his cultivation manual that he had no time to pay attention to his customers. As it happened, those customers had no intention of buying anything either.

The spiritual fruits and vegetables really did look delicious, and the spiritual energy within them was practically overflowing.

But they were afraid of spending spirit stones.

They had already bought quite a lot at the auction. Afterward, their sects would have to start producing goods, which meant spending even more money on raw materials.

Their sects’ stocks of raw materials were not particularly large. There was no time to search for supplies at the last minute, so they could only purchase them from Lingxian Sect and the other sects that had not come to Xiushui City.

On top of that, they would soon have to open shops of their own, which meant preparing inventory, funds, and all sorts of other expenses. In short, there were plenty of places where spirit stones needed to be spent. If they could save, they had to save.

Still, that cucumber looked so crisp and juicy. And those spirit grains were so plump and full. The various fragrant scents were driving them crazy with hunger.

Fortunately, they were all Golden Core and Nascent Soul cultivators. They still had that much self-control. They hurriedly left Street One of the Agricultural District and turned toward Street Two.

Unlike Street One, the shops on Street Two specialized in custom-made goods—various kinds of farming tools.

The shops differed according to the materials they used and the grades of tools they could produce.

Outside every shop, a clearly marked sign listed its primary materials and the grades of farming tools it could refine.

There were spirit-farming tools suitable for Qi Refiners, as well as those designed for Nascent Soul cultivators.

If customers had any special requirements, they could discuss them with the shop and request a custom order.

The stalls along the street displayed finished products. These all had standardized appearances and functions, with no special abilities.

At first glance, the people in charge of the various factions found this street less appealing than Street One. But after taking a closer look, they discovered that it was even more outrageous!

Why?

Because many of the farming tools sold here were of a higher grade than the magical treasures they themselves used!

Heaven knew how many Nascent Soul cultivators among them were still using third-grade magical treasures from their Golden Core days. Some Golden Core cultivators were even using second-grade treasures meant for Foundation Establishment cultivators!

As for custom refining a magical treasure entirely suited to one’s spiritual root and desired functions, that was even more absurd.

Most of them considered it good enough if their magical treasures could bear the spiritual power of their cultivation level and be used for attacks.

Yet here, in the Agricultural District of Xiushui City, even farming tools were divided into different qualities according to the cultivation level of their users. They could even be customized according to a customer’s various requirements.

They didn’t dare believe that Lingxian Sect truly possessed such ability. But right beside them, the stalls displayed piles of farming tools that could be sensed with even the most casual sweep of divine sense to be no weaker than third- or fourth-grade magical treasures!

To be able to casually produce so many high-grade tools outside the sect’s own territory—they really didn’t want to call them farming tools. If that was the sort of foundation Lingxian Sect possessed, then custom refining a magical treasure according to different requirements probably wasn’t difficult for them either.

Street Two once again overturned everyone’s understanding of Lingxian Sect.

As for Street Three…

Although none of them wanted to go any farther, afraid they would completely lose their composure, their legs moved forward with remarkable honesty.

A group of Golden Core and Nascent Soul bigshots soon arrived at Street Three.

Thankfully, the things sold on this street did not exceed their understanding…

Probably.

Spiritual fertilizer. Yes, they knew what that was. They recognized it. They had seen it before.

Number One Spiritual Fertilizer, Number Two Spiritual Fertilizer, Number Three Spiritual Fertilizer…

What were these supposed to mean? Why did spiritual fertilizer need to be numbered?

As they continued forward, they discovered that different little signs had been placed beside the various spiritual fertilizers. The signs indicated which spiritual plants and what kinds of soil each fertilizer was suitable for.

“Heh heh… It seems Lingxian Sect has quite a bit of experience with farming,” someone remarked.

Further inside, they even found various formation plates designed to eliminate pests.

“This sect’s passion for farming is something I have never witnessed in my entire life,” another person commented.

Farther in still, they found—good heavens!—pills meant to be fed to fields and spiritual plants!

“Lingxian Sect certainly farms with remarkable precision…” yet another person said.

When they reached the end of the street, they discovered that it was selling all kinds of insects. Beside each species was a sign explaining what benefits it could bring to which kind of spiritual field.

There was even one type of spiritual insect that benefited the land from the moment it was born. The spiritual energy it inhaled and exhaled could nourish the fields in return. It liked pollinating crops, fed on rotten parts of spiritual plants as well as many agricultural pests, and its excrement was excellent spiritual fertilizer. Even its shell could enrich the soil after it died.

It was practically a heaven-chosen laborer for spiritual fields!

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