* * * In outer space, there was a planet with a diameter similar to Earth that was extremely far away from Earth.
The planet's oceans covered a vast area, taking up almost 85% of the planet's surface. Most of the rest were mountains and ancient forests.
At the moment, there was a massive, ancient city over the oceans, where the five-hundred-thousand-strong Sky Demon legion had gathered. Many of their elites had gathered, and there were even several powerful auras within the city.
A Sky Demon General wearing golden armor flew out and landed in front of the five-hundred-thousand-strong Sky Demon legion.
"Greetings, Heavenly General Mola!"
The five-hundred-thousand-strong legion knelt on one knee and cried out in unison, their movements synchronized.
The Sky Demons' Heavenly Generals could only be assumed by champions of the Sky Demon tier, which was equivalent to the Convergence-tier of immortal cultivators. It was above the Yuan Spirit tier, and with one more step, they would be able to weather their retribution.
The Heavenly General Mola then said loudly, "The Demon Lord has decreed that the legion shall depart at once. The plan has been brought forward, and the Demon Lord shall personally descend in three days to open the Stargate!"
…
Jiang He was not aware that the Sky Demon legion had arrived ahead of schedule.
He had just returned home and was humming a tune as he plucked mushrooms in his farm.
"Mushroom-Picking little girl, carrying a big wicker basket …"
"Blah blah blah blah blah …"
[Ding!]
[+ 1000 Farm Points.]
[Ding!]
[+ 1000 Farm Points.]
[Ding …]
System Notifications jingled one after another in his head, delighting Jiang He even more.
Soon, he had plucked all fifty Doom Shrooms, and while he waited for the next batch to grow, Jiang He went to his yard.
The rice harvested yesterday was piled up there.
Dumbo, Trumbo, and the Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers had done a good job — all the rice was tied up with a rope and piled into … a wheat stack.
"With the delay today, I'll have to wait until tomorrow to eat the fragrant rice again."
Jiang He sighed.
He plucked off the ear of a rice stalk and peeled off its husk to check the grains within.
The mutated rice seeds already looked very good. After being planted by his family's farm, they looked even better. The rice seeds, which were about the length of a knuckle, were very plump and sparkling like jade. If they were polished a little, they could be used as jewelry.
Of course.
Appearance alone was not enough. The effect was also important.
Looking at the rice grain in his hand, a string of data appeared before his eyes.
Dragontooth Rice.
"Grade: Supreme Spirit Rice."
"Legend has it that this is a type of spirit rice cultivated by immortals. It has the ability to strengthen the body, calm the mind, and cleanse the body of impurities."
Tsk tsk.
Dragontooth Rice?
Top-grade spirit rice?
A breed bred by immortals?
Surprised inwardly, Jiang He sighed and said, "The effect is secondary. After all, cucumbers have the ability to strengthen the body and soothe the mind, and the Shaolin temple's Tendon Changing Scripture has the same effect of cleansing the body's impurities. The most important thing is the taste."
Because the rice was not harvested with a harvester, the rice had to be threshed with a threshing machine.
Jiang He's house did not have a threshing machine, so he had to do it manually …
'I'll leave the threshing to Dumbo, Trumbo, and the Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers. After that, I'll bring them to the city and process them with a rice mill,' Jiang He thought to himself.
With such a huge stack of wheat, he could probably harvest a lot of rice.
After all, the rice was grown from mutated rice, and each stalk yielded one catty of rice. That meant that the two hundred thousand stalks would yield at least two hundred thousand catties of rice.
Two hundred thousand catties sounded exaggerated, but when Jiang He did the math …
It was not much.
After all, he had so many people in his house.
The Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers, Dumbo, Trumbo, the golden eaglets, and the Blazing Violet-Golden Eaglets all had to eat. Even two to three hundred catties of rice a day would not be enough if they ate to their heart's content.
"Let's see if Wang Hou could get his hands on more mutated rice. I'll have to prepare more since it's something I use every day."
Jiang He rubbed out several catties of rice with his hands and called out to Sora so that she could cook a meal to test the taste. Then, he entered his farm and took out the two flying swords he obtained from the Sky Demon Cult's Saint, as well as the superior-grade daemonic weapons he obtained from the water snake.
"The Daemonic Qi on the daemonic weapons is too thick. I would have to refine the Daemonic Qi if I want to use it, and that's too troublesome. Planting it directly would not only rapidly dispel the Daemonic Qi, but also have a chance of improving its grade."
Jiang He dug a hole and planted the daemonic weapon inside.
He then redeemed a pack of Mysterious Soil and sprinkled it over before burying it.
Then, he planted the two flying swords he obtained from the Sky Demon Cult's Saint.
The two flying swords could be used directly. One was inferior-grade, the other mediocre-grade, and they were more than enough to cast a sword array … but Jiang He still tried planting them. Wouldn't he have profited if it really improved in grade?
Finally, Jiang He took out Chief Commander Li's wooden sword and solemnly planted it as well.
After planting the swords, Jiang He took out a silver combat suit from his System Backpack with a turn of his hand.
This set of silver battle armor was obtained after killing the "Ash Wolf King". It was a set of low-grade spirit artifact defensive battle armor. The value of a defensive spirit artifact was generally higher than an offensive artifact of the same grade. A set of low-grade spirit artifact defensive battle armor was definitely not much less valuable than a mid-grade spirit artifact flying sword.
Moreover, human cultivators could use the combat suit as well.
It was a shame that its grade was too low.
An inferior-grade soul armor, on the other hand, was weaker than Jiang He's physique in terms of defense, and was only a little stronger than the green armor the Cloudscraper Vine had turned into. That was why Jiang He planted it as well, adding a pack of Mysterious Soil.
Soon, the daemonic flying sword that Jiang He planted in the very beginning began to sprout. A sword light grew out of the ground, and it was no different from the original daemonic weapon, although there was not a hint of Daemonic Qi over it. In fact, the Sword Qi that it was emanating was much sharper and stronger.
Jiang He's eyes lit up.
His hunch was right!
After planting mystic treasures and adding enough Mysterious Soil, the grade of the mystic treasure could be improved.
For example, from the looks of it, the superior-grade daemonic flying sword could become a premium-grade flying sword.
At the same time, the two flying swords he obtained from the Sky Demon Cult's Saint grew out.
The radiance of the mediocre-grade geng metal sword was emanating a razor-sharp golden Sword Qi that dyed the entire farm golden … however, the black sword that stabbed Wang Hou remained dark and swarthy, showing no special changes.
Jiang He's eyes, which had just lit up, promptly became dull and lifeless.
What was going on?
Was there a mistake somewhere?
The Gengjin Sword's quality had obviously improved greatly as well. Looking at its growth trend, it might have increased by two grades, directly upgrading from a mid-grade flying sword to a supreme-grade flying sword. However, the black sword that had stabbed the Noble Plane was still the same.
What?
How could this be?
Could the improvement of mystic treasures be random?
However, the other two flying swords were originally of a higher grade than this one. They had all been upgraded, but this black sword had not?
"This damned farm. Is it because this sword stabbed a Noble before, so they're treating it differently?" Jiang He complained, and decided that he would gift the sword to Wang Hou when he had no use for it in the future, a memento.
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