Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest

But he had gained a thousand jin of White Jade Rice, eight bottles of Vajra Ghee, two hundred jin of monster beast meat…

And a book titled “Basic Talismanic Script Deciphering” and a set of talisman crafting tools!

Although he had spent all the spirit stones he got from selling his magic sword, these cultivation resources undoubtedly bolstered Wang Chen’s confidence and eased the worries hidden in his heart.

As for the book on talisman deciphering and the talisman crafting tools, Wang Chen had thoughtfully chosen them as a way to make money for himself.

Of all the hundred arts of immortal cultivation, nothing is more lucrative than pills, artifacts, arrays, and talismans.

Wang Chen didn’t even consider alchemy and artifact refining.

As the saying goes, alchemy ruins a life, refining impoverishes three generations. Without ample family wealth, these arts should not be touched.

Pill furnaces, earth fire, spiritual materials, precious ores…

In fact, most alchemists and artifact refiners can only achieve success with the support of their sects and powerful families.

Accordingly, they are also the toolpeople of the sects and families.

Array crafting is pretty much the same, with less consumption than alchemy and artifact refining, but with a high barrier to entry.

In comparison, talisman crafting is undoubtedly much more accessible to the common person.

A monsterized wolf hair talisman brush, a stack of a hundred yellow talisman papers, plus a bottle of refined talisman ink.

It only cost Wang Chen twenty spirit stones.

The printed book “Basic Talismanic Script Deciphering,” was given for free by the owner of the talisman shop.

However, precisely because the barrier to entry is so low, among the hundred thousand cultivators of the Cloud Sun Sect, many know how to craft talismans.

In other words, the internal competition is extremely fierce.

Therefore, to earn spirit stones through talisman crafting, one must have unique skills.

Otherwise, even the initial investment is hard to recoup.

And truly skilled talisman makers don’t make much less than alchemists and artifact refiners in terms of making money.

They also hold a high position within the sect.

Wang Chen hadn’t thought that far ahead.

His initial consideration for learning the way of talismans was to save a large sum on buying magical talismans.

Amulets, Evil-Dissipating Talismans, Explosive Talismans, Armor and Horse Talismans, Concealment Talismans, Wind Blade Talismans, Binding Talismans…

The wide variety of talismans can play a massive role in combat, whether for breaking enemies, defense, or escaping, they all have very good effects.

In critical moments, they can save one’s life!

Wang Chen still didn’t know if crafting talismans was considered a skill that could appear on the immortal cultivation panel.

If he could use Heavenly Merit or Human Virtue to enhance his talent in talisman crafting.

He would undoubtedly have found a shortcut to wealth!

If not, the loss of a few dozen low spirit stones could be completely bearable.

Aside from these, Wang Chen also brought home a brood of five chicks.

He had stored up a good amount of rice bran recently.

The planned chicken rearing project he had in mind could finally be implemented now.

He let the five chicks roam freely in the yard, then Wang Chen placed the chicken coop he had bought in the corner, and set up feeding and watering troughs.

He took out a large handful of rice bran and put it into the feeding trough and added mountain spring water to the watering trough.

At first, the chicks were scared because they were in a strange environment and huddled close together.

But they quickly grew bolder, and when one chick cautiously approached the feeding trough to peck at the rice bran,

The rest of the chicks immediately swarmed over.

The chirping broke the silence in the yard, adding a smile to Wang Chen’s face.

He bought four hens and one rooster in total.

The chicks would only need about two months to grow up, at which time their eggs would be enough to enrich Wang Chen’s dining table.

He could also hatch new chicks, and slaughter the grown chickens for meat.

The cost of feeding them was minimal.

In addition to the rice bran he no longer wished to eat, pests such as the Green Rice Worms, Leaf-Eating Ants, and Long-Horned Snails in the fields were excellent fodder for the chickens.

Letting them peck for their food in the fields killed two birds with one stone!

Moreover, with these chirping little creatures at home, Wang Chen wouldn’t feel too lonely.

He took his hoe and turned over the two-mu wasteland in the backyard.

He then sowed the vegetable seeds he had bought from the city.

Wang Chen felt that he was becoming more and more like a true Spiritual Plant Farmer.

In the morning, when he awoke from his sleep,

he got dressed, washed up, and cooked a pot of meat rice before going to feed the hungry chicks.

Then, he practiced the Vajra Fist in the courtyard.

After finishing his practice, he was ready for breakfast, and with a growling stomach, he headed to the quiet room to practice the Five Elements Skill.

He polished his proficiency in skills like the Spiritual Perception Technique, Object-Controlling Technique, and Mighty Strength Technique, among others.

The morning passed this way.

At noon, he read “Basic Talismanic Script Deciphering,” learning and mastering the knowledge of Talisman Crafting.

When the sun started to slope westward and the outside temperature was not so hot, he went to work in the Spirit Fields.

He returned at sunset, washing away the heat from his body back home.

He steamed rice and cooked meat, practicing the Heavenly Dragon Vajra Method.

The evening session was still devoted to practicing the Five Elements Skill.

Continuing to brush up on skill proficiency.

Studying Talismans.

Time flowed by like water, and the transmigrated Wang Chen was becoming more and more accustomed to this world.

And to his current life.

He didn’t knock on doors to visit neighbors, nor go into the city for pleasure, but quietly cultivated and learned, gradually accumulating his strength.

Sometimes Wang Chen thought that such a life was not bad at all.

Simple and unremarkable, getting by until the end of time.

Half a month flashed by in the blink of an eye.

“Grain-eating!” “Grain-eating!”

That afternoon, as Wang Chen was busily working in the Spirit Fields, suddenly several birds descended from the sky.

Disappearing among the dense rice.

Crap!

Wang Chen immediately dropped the iron hoe in his hand.

A murderous look flashed in his eyes!

With only a little over a half-month left until the summer harvest, the valley in the Spirit Fields was about to mature. Heavy ears of rice bent the stems, and the harvest was finally in sight.

For his own ten mu of Spirit Fields, Wang Chen had not spared any effort or care.

This was his foundation for standing in the Outer Sect of Cloud Sun!

And the uninvited guests that had just appeared were none other than the Grain-eating Birds that liked to steal the Spirit Valley.

One of the most hated creatures to the Spiritual Plant Farmers.

The Grain-eating Birds usually lived in the mountains and forests, feeding on insects, but once the summer and winter harvest seasons arrived, they would flock in droves to steal the rice.

Truly detestable!

Looking at the shaking rice not far away, Wang Chen was truly enraged, wrath boiling up in his heart.

He rolled up his sleeves and, relying on the experience he had gained from previously eradicating the Earth Rhinoceros Beetles, quickly locked onto a Grain-eating Bird.

The creature was happily pecking at the yellowing rice ears, clinging to the stalk with its claws.

However, in the next moment, a sharp surge of qi turned into a blade and pierced the bird’s head in a flash.

The other nearby Grain-eating Birds were startled into flight.

The second and third surges of Qi Energy quickly followed, exploding two more Grain-eating Birds in midair!

In the end, only one Grain-eating Bird was lucky enough to escape with its life.

Damn you, Liang Feifan!

Wang Chen withdrew his outstretched sword finger resentfully.

His Geng Metal Finger had already reached the Great Achievement stage, and dealing with a few mere birds was naturally not a problem.

The problem was that Wang Chen couldn’t possibly guard the Spirit Fields all day long.

He needed a helper.

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