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190: The effects of multi-ingredient powder“Be sure to mix it evenly! There must be absolutely no clumping! Every single grain of powder must be fully wrapped in plant ash!”

Lin Jingyu carefully explained the key points from the side, his voice clearly reaching everyone’s ears:

“After mixing is complete, you need to cover it with thick linen cloth soaked in clean water, keep it slightly moist, and place it in a cool, ventilated area.

Wait quietly for it to ferment... Remember, do not expose it to sunlight or rain... After half a month, when its color turns a uniform deep brown, it emits a mellow earthy fragrance, and no longer has a pungent odor, then it can be used...”

Everyone held their breath and concentrated, watching with utmost seriousness, as if observing some sacred and solemn ceremony. Especially the Old Farmer Cultivators whose wrinkles were embedded with soil, having dealt with Spiritual Fields for generations.

They stared unblinkingly, their lips moving soundlessly, firmly engraving every word Lin Jingyu spoke and every detail of his mixing movements into their minds.

They deeply understood the temperament of soil and Fertilizer. Just by looking at the color of the powder and smelling its scent, they were already seventy to eighty percent convinced, and now they were filled with awe and anticipation.

After the mixing demonstration was complete, Lin Jingyu did not keep the crowd waiting long.

He took out a small portion of the “Semi-finished Product” which had already been mixed and cleverly simulated half a month’s fermentation effect using his own Spiritual Power, and announced loudly:

“Theory must be combined with practice. Words alone are insufficient; please follow me and you will see for yourselves. This batch of Spiritual Fertilizer has already been accelerated by the Family Head using a Treasure.

Now I can demonstrate the specific effects for everyone.”

After speaking, he personally picked up the small jar of processed Spiritual Fertilizer and led the way toward the nearest piece of Family Public Property Spiritual Field beside the village.

Lin Lingshan and Lin Lingkuang followed closely, and behind them was the massive stream of Lin Family Clansmen, filled with anxiety and excitement, practically the entire village, surging toward the Field Path like a tide.

This field was planted with the Lin Family’s primary food crop—the Low Grade, First Rank “Red Sprout Spiritual Rice.”

Perhaps due to the Family turmoil and widespread anxiety in the preceding days, care had been neglected. The Rice Seedlings generally looked wilted, and the tips of the leaves even showed faint, unhealthy scorch-yellow coloring, causing worry upon sight.

Lin Jingyu squatted down beside the Field Path, the Morning Light gently spilling onto him.

Under the intense focus of hundreds of gazes, he gently dug a small, shallow pit around the roots of several particularly poorly growing Rice Seedlings, his movements soft and skilled.

Then, he grabbed a handful of the grayish-brown, processed Spiritual Fertilizer and scattered it evenly, before carefully covering it with a thin layer of soil from the side.

The entire motion flowed like moving clouds and running water, filled with a strange rhythm of communicating with the land, causing the Old Farmers to nod constantly in approval.

When the fertilizer powder entered the soil, no earth-shattering phenomena occurred.

Silence fell over the Field Path; there was only the rustling sound of wind blowing through the rice leaves and the heavy, suppressed breathing of the crowd.

Some couldn’t help but stand on their tiptoes, others held their breath, their eyes fixed on the few specially treated Rice Seedlings, silently praying in their hearts.

Time seemed to pass very slowly.

However, only ten or so breaths passed.

Under the intense, focused gaze of the crowd, a Miracle occurred, quietly yet undeniably.

The Rice Seedlings, which had been listless with scorched yellow tips, suddenly stood upright at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if drought-stricken crops had received timely Sweet Dew, or as if they had been injected with a powerful Fountain of Life.

The unsightly scorch-yellow color on the leaves rapidly faded, replaced by a vibrant, life-filled emerald green that looked so lush it seemed ready to drip. This green was strikingly conspicuous amidst the slightly dull surrounding Rice Field.

Not only that, but the stems of the Rice Seedlings also seemed to thicken slightly, swaying gently in the cool morning breeze.

They stretched their forms, seemingly breathing happily, forming a stark contrast with the unfertilized Rice Seedlings. That small area seemed to exclusively enjoy the rain, dew, and sunlight, radiating astonishing vitality.

Silence!

Deathly silence!

Everyone widened their eyes and opened their mouths, watching this nearly miraculous scene in disbelief.

They had tilled the land for generations, dealing with soil their entire lives, yet never had they seen Spiritual Fertilizer with such immediate and terrifying effectiveness.

The next moment!

“Whoosh!!!”

Massive gasps of surprise, cries of admiration, and shouts of ecstasy suddenly erupted like a long-dormant volcano. The sound waves instantly swept across the entire Field Path, startling several morning birds resting in the distant woods.

“It revived instantly! Amazing! Truly divine!”

“Heaven has opened its eyes! This... this is truly miraculous! Unheard of, unseen!”

“I... I’ve farmed Spiritual Fields my whole life, tended to generations of rice... I’ve never seen such a Treasure! Young Master Jingyu! You truly are Shennong Reincarnation, the Earth God manifesting!”

The excited crowd surged madly toward the edge of the field, wanting a closer look at the miraculous change. The Field Path was instantly packed shoulder to shoulder.

Several Old Cultivators with white hair and faces wrinkled like old tree bark were trembling violently with excitement, and turbid old tears streamed from their eyes.

They actually knelt down with a “thud” directly toward the Spiritual Rice radiating astonishing vitality and the ground beneath their feet.

Supporting themselves with calloused hands, they kowtowed repeatedly with loud thuds, their voices choked and hoarse:

“Ancestors bless us! The land shows mercy! Heaven protects our Lin Family!”

“With this Divine Fertilizer... with this Divine Fertilizer... our Lin Family will never have to worry about going hungry again! The children... the children will all be able to eat Spiritual Rice Grain and have the strength to Cultivate!”

“More than just eating our fill! Look at this growth, this Spiritual Qi! Maybe... maybe we can slowly raise this field into a higher Grade Spiritual Field! This is a foundation for Thousands of Generations!”

The ecstatic emotion spread rapidly to everyone, like a wildfire across the plains.

Children ran and laughed happily on the Field Path, women wiped tears of joy from their eyes, excitedly talking to one another, and men forcefully pumped their fists, laughing as they looked at each other, their faces overflowing with infinite anticipation for the future and an unprecedented sense of security.

Lin Lingshan looked at the boiling, hope-filled scene before him, at the genuine smiles on the faces of the clansmen that were as brilliant as the morning sun, and then looked at Lin Jingyu beside him, whose expression was calm, a hint of satisfied smile playing on his lips.

The Tough Man felt his chest fill completely with a scalding hot current, and his eyes couldn’t help but feel warm and moist.

He heavily patted Lin Jingyu’s shoulder, stroke after stroke, his voice slightly hoarse and trembling from excitement:

“Good boy! Good! This is too good! Once again... you have given my Lin Family a monumental surprise! This... this is truly...”

For a moment, he couldn’t find the right words to describe the turbulence in his heart.

Lin Jingyu felt this heavy weight of trust and the sincere joy of the entire clan. A warm current surged through his own heart; the hard work of the entire night was worth it for the satisfaction of his clansmen.

He smiled slightly and used Voice Transmission to speak to Uncle Lingshan, his tone calm and clear:

“Uncle Lingshan, everyone is happy, and so am I. But besides the joy, we still need to establish Rules and ensure a Steady Supply.

The Refining of this ‘multi-spirit powder’ is truly difficult, consumes a lot of Consumables, and requires me to personally control the Crucial Heat Control. Currently, the output is genuinely limited.”