My Master Only Breaks Through on the Edge of Death

“Is this…” Sui Ying said, a faint guess forming in his heart.

“A magical treasure that can help you break through your limits. Once you lie down inside, you can enter the game.”

“Inside this game warehouse, your thinking speed can be elevated to the Golden Core Stage level, enough for you to control puppets at the Integration Stage level.” Xu Fan said.

“Thank you, Great Master.” Sui Ying said.

“No need to thank me, just focus on killing the Demon Clan in the future and show me your limits.” Xu Fan’s figure disappeared directly in the grand hall.

“Thank you, Great Master.” Sui Ying knelt down towards where Xu Fan had disappeared.

Sky Pond Third City, at this moment, it was early morning.

As the city gate opened, a group of people swarmed out of the city. Some even rode puppet horses, galloping towards their respective Spirit Fields.

“Today, I’ll harvest those three acres of spirit rice and ten thousand acres of good fields that I planted.” A twenty-something, dark-skinned youth said.

More than a year ago, he finally learned the Great Spiritual Rain Technique and Earth Nurturing Technique in the game and began cultivating his own Spirit Field afterwards.

As the puppet horse galloped rapidly down the road, a painful expression appeared on the youth’s face. Although there was a shock absorber on the puppet horse, it still hurt his buttocks.

The youth looked up at the small-sized spirit boat flying in the sky, envy flashing in his eyes.

Such a small flying spirit boat would cost at least one thousand spirit stones, which he couldn’t afford now.

“Once I have five hundred acres of spirit fields, I will buy a spirit boat so those snobs will see.” The youth’s eyes showed determination.

In the game, he was found to have three spiritual roots – water, earth, and metal – which perfectly suited him to become a spiritual plant master, so he followed the suggestion and enrolled in a spiritual plant master class.

Of course, that also resulted in him accumulating a huge amount of debt.

In his class, he was the most diligent and the last to learn the basics. By then, the rest of the class had learned more than a dozen nurturing techniques, and some had even started cultivating spiritual medicines.

And he was still just a small nobody who could only perform two basic techniques.

Just as everyone else in his class had their own spirit boats and large spirit fields, he still rode a puppet horse, enduring butt pain, to his meager spirit field.

With this thought, the joy of harvest faded, and the youth bowed his head and hurried on his way.

About half an hour later, the youth, upon seeing his spirit field, was instantly dumbfounded.

“Is… is this my spirit field?” The youth exclaimed.

At this moment, far away from Hidden Spirit Gate, Xu Fan, who was deducing cultivation techniques, received a message.

“Master, I found someone with special talents in spiritual plant cultivation.” Pu Tao said.

Xu Fan, who was deducing techniques, stopped and looked at Pu Tao’s projection of the light curtain.

“Oh, a talent in farming, huh.” Xu Fan said with interest.

“Huh? This spirit rice is not normal—it has three times the regular output, and there’s even a certain level of mutation in its quality.”

“And these ordinary rice grains, the amount of spiritual power they possess is almost half that of spirit rice grains.” Xu Fan exclaimed excitedly. He had noticed the differences in the rice grains and spirit rice at a glance.

At this moment, the youth had looked at his spirit field several times before finally accepting the reality.

“It’s not unusual for the spirit rice to mutate, but all of them mutating, could it be heaven’s favor to me?” The young man stared at the rice grain, which was three times larger than the regular spirit rice, in his hand.

“It seems that I can’t sell this batch of spirit rice. I have to leave it as seeds for the next season’s planting,” the young man muttered to himself.

At this moment, a spirit boat appeared and several puppets disembarked.

“Congratulations on the mutation of your spirit rice. We need to collect some samples,” the puppet said as it handed over a bag of spirit stones, containing the standard one thousand stones.

“Yes, all right,” the young man said. His teacher had once told him that when the spirit rice mutate, puppets from the immortal sect would come to purchase it and the purchase would be compensated.

“We also need to collect some soil samples and spiritual rain from your Spirit Rain Technique used for your spirit rice cultivation,” continued the puppet.

“Sure, do as you please,” the young man agreed, weighing the bag of Spirit Stones before placing it into the puppet horse’s pocket and beginning the process of casting the Spiritual Rain Technique.

After the puppet collected the soil, rainwater, and several stalks of spirit rice, they boarded the spirit boat and returned.

At the Hidden Spirit Sect, Xu Fan looked at the newly plucked spirit rice in his hand and at the collected rainwater and soil samples as well.

“Is this the benefit of having merit and fortune?” Xu Fan said as a treasure cover made of merit and fortune manifested behind him.

At this moment, the patterns on the merit and fortune treasure cover were clearly visible, and it had solidified to several times its original state since it first appeared.

Recently, the events happening, both inside and outside the sect, had become increasingly beneficial to the growth of the Hidden Spirit Sect.

“Considering the merit and fortune gained from saving those billions of mortals and providing them with a stable life, the development on Nine Phoenix Island has exceeded my expectations,” Xu Fan said, stroking his chin.

“Keep a close eye on this spiritual cultivator. Provide him with special care and let him focus on breeding,” Xu Fan said. It would be a pity not to make good use of such talent.

At that moment, Xu Fan suddenly felt a wave of malice coming from the layer of cause and effect.

In the Demon World, the Power Bull Clan, at this time, the Moon Fox Demon Sovereign was forcibly suppressing his anger, apologizing to the three mocking members of the Power Bull Clan.

He couldn’t afford to offend the Power Bull Clan.

“Let’s go, we’ll waive the reward this time, seeing how pitiful you are,” the Power Bull Clan members said, barely suppressing their laughter and comforting the Moon Fox Demon Sovereign.

“I… thank you, Demon Lord Bull,” said the Moon Fox Demon Sovereign, bloodshot eyes, as he swallowed the mouthful of blood he had been holding back, but then realized he couldn’t swallow it.

After speaking, the demons of the Moon Lake Tribe transformed into escaping light and fled towards the Moon Fox Clan’s territory.

On the way, upon passing a small tribe with the highest cultivation level of only the Integration Stage, the Moon Fox Demon Sovereign stopped, spat a mouthful of old blood, and madly attacked the pitiful small tribe.

For a moment, blood filled the ocean and resentful souls filled the sky.

Two hours later, after crushing the last cub of the small tribe, the Moon Fox Demon Sovereign’s eyes regained their sanity.

He took out the counterfeit Thousand Luo Umbrella and said, one word at a time, “The human clan, there is no end between us!”

At this moment, the Moon Fox Demon Sovereign’s eyes were full of murderous intent, and a bloody moon slowly rose behind him.

In the holy city of the Moon Fox Clan, the Moon Fox Demon Sovereign began calculating his family assets as soon as he returned, preparing to ask for outside assistance again, this time with the aim of slaughtering everyone inside the Steel Great Wall.

He wanted to use the bones of the human clan to build his palace and spill the blood of the human clan all over the land.

“I don’t believe they won’t be moved by immortal-grade spiritual ore,” he said.

“With over a dozen top-level Dao artifacts left by our late seniors to attract demons, I don’t believe we can’t annihilate this small piece of the human clan!” The Moon Fox Demon Sovereign spoke angrily.