Just as Mo Wuji finished his bowl of rice, he looked outside the concealment array suspiciously. Why would people come at this time? He had been here for a few months, but other than Gu Hai passing by once, no one else had come by.
As for the concealment array he set up for his Green Dew Rice, it was too common. Many A-grade lands also set up concealment arrays to keep things secret.
Rice? Mo Wuji looked at the pot of rice and understood. It was the rice, the fragrance of the Green Dew Rice had attracted people over.
Mo Wuji shook his head speechlessly. He really didn't think of setting up a scent isolation array.
However, after these people arrived, they didn't break the concealment array, and didn't even forcefully extend their spiritual will in. This meant that they still respected him, a rice farmer.
Mo Wuji didn't know that in God Continent, people who could grow intermediate grade Green Dew Rice were extremely popular. Every sect would hire them, and they could easily become an elder of a spiritual mountain.
Of course, this respect was only on the surface. In reality, no matter how much God King Green Robes tried to raise the status of a Green Dew Rice farmer, it still couldn't be raised.
Even if he was an elder of the God Herb Mountain because he was good at growing Green Dew Rice, the respect of others was only on the surface. No cultivator would truly respect a person who could grow Green Dew Rice. In the arrogant minds of cultivators, a rice farmer with a short lifespan and low cultivation was not worthy of respect.
Rice farmers were generally cultivators with poor spiritual roots and could not advance, or people who could not cultivate. Moreover, growing Green Dew Rice also damaged one's lifespan, so under normal circumstances, not many cultivators would care about rice farmers.
However, no matter how good you were at growing rice, as long as you didn't offend anyone, no one would take you away.
This wasn't just an unspoken rule of God Continent. Another rule was that besides damaging the rice farmer's lifespan, a more important requirement was that only true sincerity could produce good rice.
Even if a person who could grow intermediate grade Green Dew Rice was captured, the other party definitely wouldn't be able to grow intermediate grade Green Dew Rice under pressure. This was the law, and it also showed how high the requirements for high quality Green Dew Rice were.
For something like growing Green Dew Rice, even the slightest bit of resentment and unwillingness would damage the quality.
"May I ask if Tian Lord is here? Minor High Firmament Sect's Moon Pond Mountain's disciple Ying Shushu is here to visit." A crisp voice sounded.
Mo Wuji's spiritual will had already scanned the incoming group. There were a total of five people, two men and three women. The one who spoke was the hemp clothed woman. Her cultivation level gave Mo Wuji a shock. In Mo Wuji's eyes, this woman was at least in the God Monarch Level 3.
The Minor High Firmament Village was originally a subsidiary village of the Minor High Firmament Sect. Now that a God Monarch from the Minor High Firmament Sect had come to visit him, Mo Wuji naturally had no reason not to invite him in.
He casually opened the Concealment Defensive Array and cupped his fists, "Is there anything I can help you with?"
No one answered him. The five people outside the defensive array all had their mouths agape as they stared at Mo Wuji's plot of land in shock.
The faint gold color that entered their eyes had already blinded them. This was definitely high grade Green Dew Rice. Moreover, it was a plot of high grade Green Dew Rice.
High grade Green Dew Rice was hard to find now, but now, there was a plot of land here. And based on the growth of this plot of Green Dew Rice, the yield was definitely more than a few dozen catties.
"High grade Green Dew Rice, it's all high grade Green Dew Rice …" Guang Zhi, who had rushed over, was completely dumbfounded. He had managed the Minor High Firmament Village for so many years, but he had never seen high grade Green Dew Rice before.
The best time was when someone managed to grow 10 plots of intermediate grade Green Dew Rice. Moreover, one plot already had a faint gold color, which meant that it was infinitely close to high grade, but still not high grade. And here, he saw a plot full of high grade Green Dew Rice.
Mo Wuji saw the shock in everyone's eyes and hurriedly threw out a few array flags to cover the Green Dew Rice field. At the same time, he opened up a small path.
Only after the Green Dew Rice field was covered by Mo Wuji did the five recover from their shock. They hurriedly ran to the front of Mo Wuji's immortal estate.
In the God Continent, a low-grade thing like an immortal estate wouldn't attract anyone's attention. What everyone was paying attention to wasn't the immortal estate, but the Green Dew Rice that Shuai Guo and Da Huang were eating.
"You, you actually used high grade Green Dew Rice to cook? You … "Guang Zhi suppressed the wild palpitations in his heart and followed them to Mo Wuji's immortal estate.
When he saw the pot of rice that Mo Wuji was cooking, he couldn't hold it in anymore and shouted.
Mo Wuji asked doubtfully, "Manager Guang, is there a problem? The rice that I cooked was grown by me. Is there a problem with me eating the rice that I grew myself? "
"You, you …" Guang Zhi didn't think that Mo Wuji would actually dare to rebuke him. He was so angry that he couldn't even speak.
While Guang Zhi, this small manager, was throwing a tantrum, Mo Wuji noticed that the three women and two men that came with Guang Zhi didn't interrupt.
"You haven't paid the sect's rations, so these rations aren't yours yet." Guang Zhi said sternly.
Mo Wuji smiled slightly, "You're wrong, Manager Guang. All the rations here are mine. The 20 catties of Green Dew Rice that I have to pay are not here. "
"You dare?" Guang Zhi shouted once more.
Mo Wuji swept a disdainful glance at Guang Zhi, "Scram, don't point fingers at my plot."
"Good, you have guts. Are you sure that the sect rules don't allow people outside the Enforcement Hall to fight here? Just you wait. "As Guang Zhi spoke, he had already sent out a message.
"Big Brother, you actually managed to grow high grade Green Dew Rice. That's really impressive." The one who spoke was the youngest girl among the five.
Even though she was the youngest, her cultivation was already at Nascent God Level 9. Mo Wuji knew that this was the young girl's courtesy, so he didn't mind. He only said, "I was just lucky. Even I don't know why."
The hemp clothed girl then said, "Let me introduce myself. I'm called Ying Shushu, a disciple of Moon Pond Mountain."
With that, she pointed to the two girls beside her and said, "These are my junior sisters, Mu Shuang and Jian Ji."
Mo Wuji nodded and said, "Greetings senior sisters, I'm called Mo Wuji."
Mu Shuang was the female cultivator standing on Ying Shushu's right, and she was at Heavenly God Level 6. And Mu Shuang was the girl that called him big brother. She looked very innocent and cute.
Seeing that Ying Shushu didn't introduce herself, the tall man who had been smiling all along clasped his fists and said, "Dao Friend Mo, I'm Yao Lun, a legacy disciple of Star Mountain. This is my junior brother, Zuo Xifeng. "
Yao Lun was a handsome man, and his white cultivator robe made him look even more extraordinary. The only flaw was that his mouth was slightly bigger. If he were to open it, Mo Wuji suspected that it would cause people to think of the words' bloody mouth '.
Moreover, Yao Lun's cultivation was also very strong, at God Monarch Level 3.
Zuo Xifeng, who was standing beside Yao Lun, was much worse. He was very ugly, with a square face and small ears. His cultivation was also much weaker than Yao Lun, at Heavenly God Level 9.
Mo Wuji hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "Mo Wuji greets Senior Brother Yao Lun, greets Senior Brother Zuo Xifeng."
"Dao Friend Mo, I wonder if you can sell some Green Dew Rice to me?" Yao Lun said with a smile.
When Mo Wuji heard this, he knew that the rule here was that robbing was not allowed. Following the principle of not offending anyone that he could, he said to Da Huang, "Da Huang, go get five catties of Green Dew Rice for Senior Brother Yao Lun. Oh yes, sell five catties of Green Dew Rice to everyone that comes here. Except for this triangular-eyed guy. "
"Yes, my lord." When Da Huang heard Mo Wuji's words, he hurried into the field to harvest Green Dew Rice.
Hearing that Mo Wuji was actually selling five catties of Green Dew Rice to everyone here, everyone was shocked. Even Yao Lun, who spoke up, didn't expect this. He was originally hoping that Mo Wuji would sell him five catties of Green Dew Rice, and he was already extremely satisfied. He didn't expect Mo Wuji to sell five catties of Green Dew Rice right off the bat. This was simply a blessing from the heavens.
In reality, Mo Wuji didn't have much of an idea of the value of high grade Green Dew Rice, which was why he said such a thing. If he knew that high grade Green Dew Rice was extremely valuable, he would at most sell one catty per person.
Seeing Mo Wuji openly selling Green Dew Rice, Guang Zhi's face turned extremely ugly. However, he didn't dare to stop him here. Yao Lun was still alright. That Moon Pond Mountain's Ying Shushu was a killing god. Don't be fooled by her peerless beauty, when she killed someone, she wouldn't even blink.
"Many thanks, Dao Friend Mo. May I know how much Dao Friend Mo's Green Dew Rice costs?" Ying Shushu suppressed the excitement in her heart and asked. She came here for the Green Dew Rice, and originally wanted to get some intermediate grade Green Dew Rice. She didn't expect to see high grade Green Dew Rice here.
Mo Wuji didn't answer Ying Shushu's question, but said to Shuai Guo, "Shuai Guo, go and help Da Huang. Collect all the Green Dew Rice in this field."
Originally, Mo Wuji wanted to wait a few days, but this Guang Zhi clearly didn't have good intentions. If he really wanted to snatch his Green Dew Rice, then he would just leave. He wasn't afraid of Guang Zhi, but he was afraid of the person behind Guang Zhi. For Guang Zhi to be able to become a steward in the Minor High Firmament Village, it was impossible that he didn't have a backer.
Even if he used his Wind Teleportation Technique to escape, he, Mo Wuji, wouldn't lower himself to a despicable person like Guang Zhi.
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