Cultivation Starts from Farming

On this day, inside the bedroom, more than twenty jars of Hundred Flowers Brew were neatly arranged.

Xu Ping picked up a jar, removed the lid, and poured himself a small cup.

He drank it in one gulp.

A burst of rich, spicy aroma exploded on his tongue.

He smacked his lips, closed his eyes, and carefully felt the effects of the latest version of the Hundred Flowers Brew.

"The taste is better, and as the Hundred Flowers Brew is refined and absorbed, my Mana... seems to have increased a bit. Although it's a small amount, it is indeed an enhancement."

"This... the Hundred Flowers Brew is quite effective!" Xu Ping suddenly opened his eyes, showing a happy expression.

He didn't expect that adding Spiritual Spring water to the Hundred Flowers Brew would make its effects so good, not only enhancing blood and strengthening the physique but also boosting cultivation.

"This time, there definitely won't be a lack of market, but if I sell it myself, it will surely delay my cultivation. I'll have to find someone to help me sell it."

Xu Ping thought to himself.

Fortunately, he already had someone in mind.

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The next day.

Xu Ping left home, went to the loose cultivator market, turned a few street corners, and arrived at a pharmacy named 'Hundred Herbs Hall.'

Upon entering the pharmacy, a strong medicinal aroma greeted him.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, here to buy herbs again?"

The thin elder at the desk in front of the pharmacy yawned and greeted him.

The thin elder was Zhang Yan, the owner of this shop. Xu Ping bought his spirit medicines for brewing wine and body refining here. They had interacted several times, and the two were fairly acquainted.

"Not this time." Xu Ping said casually, sitting directly on the chair.

"Then what do you need from me, Fellow Daoist?" The thin elder yawned, tears flowing, looking sleepy.

He then took out a black pill from his bosom and swallowed it.

After taking the pill, in a moment, Zhang Yan, who was previously exhausted, instantly became full of radiance and energy.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, what pill did you take?" Xu Ping asked in surprise.

What kind of pill is this, turning him into a different person after taking it?

"Bliss Pill, take one when you're fatigued, and you'll instantly feel ten times more spirited. Would Fellow Daoist like to try one?" Zhang Yan's face was rosy, enthusiastically taking out a Bliss Pill and handing it to Xu Ping.

"Uh... no, no." Xu Ping's expression froze, quickly refusing.

It sounded like something not too good, and he definitely didn't dare to try it.

"That's a shame, this pill works wonders." As he spoke, Zhang Yan directly swallowed another Bliss Pill.

Soon, his already rosy face turned even redder, almost dripping with crimson, and even bloodshot appeared in his eyes.

He... won't suddenly drop dead in front of me, right?

Xu Ping felt uneasy inside.

"By the way, Fellow Daoist Xu, what did you come to find me for?" Zhang Yan stood up, appearing overly excited, like someone who had taken too many stimulants.

"Uh..." Xu Ping hesitated, originally thinking Zhang Yan was a good candidate to sell his spirit wine, but now he had second thoughts.

Is someone who takes medicine really reliable?

After some hesitation, he ultimately spoke out, mainly because he really had no other options.

"I've brewed a jar of spirit wine and want to leave it here for consignment. Every jar sold will give you a thirty percent profit."

Xu Ping took out the Hundred Flowers Brew from his storage bag, removed the lid, and poured a cup of spirit wine for Zhang Yan.

"Have a taste, Fellow Daoist."

Zhang Yan did not stand on ceremony, picked up the cup, and drank it in one shot.

He closed his eyes, carefully feeling it.

The next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, excited: "Good wine, it enhances both blood and cultivation."

"This business can work. Consigning it at my pharmacy, selling ten or so jars a month won't be a problem." He confidently patted his rib-like chest.

Hearing this, Xu Ping felt slightly reassured: "It seems that although Fellow Daoist Zhang likes to take medicine, he is reliable."

"Fellow Daoist Zhang is experienced. How much do you think a jar should be priced at in Spirit Stones?" he asked.

"How many Spirit Stones..." Zhang Yan pondered for a moment, then said, "According to the market price, a jar of spirit wine is between forty and fifty Spirit Stones..."

"How about we set it at forty-five Spirit Stones per jar?"

"Forty-five Spirit Stones per jar, huh?"

Xu Ping pondered for a moment and agreed with the price.

The cost price of a jar of wine is around ten Spirit Stones. Even after giving Zhang Yan his thirty percent profit, he can still earn around twenty Spirit Stones.

Not bad at all.

...

After the transaction was complete, Xu Ping did not linger in the pharmacy.

"Once the spirit wine's market opens up, the Spirit Stones will come rolling in." He felt joyous, "Although Fellow Daoist Zhang likes to take medicine, his work is still reliable."

Xu Ping turned to look back at the pharmacy.

Only to see Zhang Yan, with gleeful gestures, taking out another Bliss Pill and downing it with a large bowl of spirit wine.

"..."

Xu Ping slowly widened his mouth.

This damn thing won't cause problems, will it??

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Returning home.

Xu Ping sat on a stone bench in the courtyard, musing to himself: "I really wonder if it was right to leave the spirit wine with Zhang Yan."

Thinking about Zhang Yan's over-medicated appearance now left Xu Ping speechless.

But currently, there were no other options.

"Forget it, Zhang Yan runs such a large pharmacy here, surely he won't be too unreliable."

"Time to continue cultivating. I'm about to break through to the seventh layer of Qi Cultivation."

Xu Ping stood up and walked into the cultivation room.

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Time passed slowly amidst Xu Ping's cultivation.

A month and a half later.

Within the cultivation room.

Spiritual Qi gathered around Xu Ping, continuously being absorbed into his body.

At a certain moment.

"Boom!"

Xu Ping's whole body shook, the route of Spiritual Power inside him expanded again, forming a complete cycle network.

Xu Ping suppressed the excitement in his heart, slowly regulating the turbulent Spiritual Power.

He opened his eyes.

"I've succeeded, I can finally call myself a Late-Stage Qi Cultivation practitioner now." Xu Ping wore a face full of joy.

After spending so much time, he finally broke through to the seventh layer of Qi Cultivation.

The seventh layer of Qi Cultivation, right at the threshold of Late-Stage Qi Cultivation, at this stage it's time to prepare for Foundation Establishment.

"Huh? My Spiritual Sense is...?"

Xu Ping was experiencing the changes from his breakthrough but found that his Spiritual Sense had an indistinct feeling of breaking out of his body.

"This... is about to transform into Divine Sense?" He felt a tremor in his mind.

His Taihang Nourishing God Skill had already reached great success before, causing his Spiritual Sense to increase significantly. Now, after breaking through the seventh layer of Qi Cultivation, his Spiritual Sense grew even more.

Perhaps...

Xu Ping suppressed his inner excitement, carefully experiencing the sensation.

After half a cup of tea, he opened his eyes and concluded: "Still a bit short."

It was probably an illusion created by the dramatic increase in Spiritual Sense after his cultivation breakthrough.

But this also meant that his current Spiritual Sense was far beyond that of an ordinary practitioner of the ninth layer of Qi Cultivation.

The small episode did not affect Xu Ping's pleasant mood, and he opened his panel.

[Lifespan: 29/148 years]

[Realm: Seventh Layer Qi Cultivation: 1/100; Third Layer Nourishing Life Skill: 23/100]

[Cultivation Technique: Five Elements Skill Mastery (Seventh Layer): 1/1600]

Seeing the lifespan of up to 148 years, Xu Ping couldn't help but reveal a smile at the corner of his mouth.

This lifespan rivaled some dynasties from his previous life known for their short-lived rulers.