Rising from Small Cloud Rain Technique

Chapter 241: Chapter 228: Tier 2 Dragon Blood Tree

After sending off the guests, Ji An instructed:

“Huang Xuan, Li Cheng, let’s go to the Mulberry Field and clear a patch of land.”

The tea tree seeds are full of vitality and don’t need to be nurtured anymore.

The three of them boarded the Flying Shuttle. Ji An observed carefully and chose to plant the Cloud-Top Jade Tree near the Ghost Moon Cyan Jade Tree.

The Cyan Jade Tree can attract moonlight; as the Spirit Wood continues to improve, the range of moonlight attraction will increase, and the two Cloud-Top Jade Trees might benefit from it.

Even if nothing good happens, it doesn’t matter; after all, it’s just a casual move.

Ji An gestured a circle with his hand and said:

“All the Spirit Mulberry that hasn’t reached Tier Two, cut them all down.”

Huang Xuan felt a pang of regret and said:

“With Junior Martial Uncle’s planting technique and the fertility of the Middle Grade Spirit Field, these Jade Leaf Mulberries could be cultivated to Tier Two in a few years.

Although I know Junior Martial Uncle has better considerations, I still feel it’s a pity.”

Li Cheng grimaced, pointing at the tea tree with white leaves behind him, and said:

“Last time when planting the Ghost Moon Cyan Jade Tree, you said the same thing, and you’re saying it again this time. Just do your work!”

Even if it’s Tier Two Spirit Mulberry, as long as Junior Martial Uncle orders it to be cut down, he will do it without hesitation.

Because he knows that the Spirit Wood planted down must have higher value, and there’s no need to feel sentimental.

What is the purpose of cultivators planting, if not to harvest?

It’s certainly worth cutting down spirit plants for a better harvest.

The two disciples quickly felled the mulberry trees, dug out the roots, and then took out the Fire Gourd to burn them.

Spirit plants grow from the earth, and in the end, everything returns to it.

As evening approached, the golden-red mist at the top of Red Flame Peak dissipated.

Ji An planted the tea tree seeds and cast the Thick Earth Returning Origin Spell to enhance the fertility of the soil.

The yellow Spirit Light was gentle and nurturing, with profound Magic Intent permeating.

A magic technique of Great Perfection Level can also have an effect on Tier Two Middle Grade Spirit Fields.

He understood that the most precious aspect of magic techniques is the Magic Intent.

The Magic Intent contained within the Spirit Field acts slowly on the spirit plants, but the effects of the magic techniques are immediate.

Ji An changed the Dharma Seal and performed the Spring Breeze and Rain Skill.

A mass of white mist spread out, and Spirit Rain poured down. The Magic Intent of the Dao of Gui Water and the nurturing Magic Intent of the Dao of Ji Earth merged, and the tea seeds quickly took root and sprouted.

The green tender branches extended, and the bark and leaves bore faint white cloud patterns.

When the fog cleared and the rain stopped, the sapling had already grown to a foot tall.

The breeze blew, and the branches and leaves swayed.

Ji An squinted slightly. When planting spirit plants, especially those with great potential like Spirit Wood, there will always be some Zhen Spirit gained.

Only spirit plants that take root and sprout from the seed state can yield such gains.

’In the east resides Zhen, wood among the Five Elements, corresponding to spring when life begins to burgeon.’

He savored it carefully in his heart, understanding that the burgeoning vitality is the most vigorous, bringing a deeper insight into the Wood Element.

…

Wu Yan landed at the Cold Pool, executing a spell to release his beast.

A magnificent and agile Cyan Deer appeared, with egg-shaped leaves and several small red flowers growing on its antlers.

The Cyan Deer glanced around warily and immediately hid behind its master upon seeing Ji An.

It possesses extremely keen perception, able to sense the intangible danger.

The cultivator before it is very strong, a kind of strength it cannot resist.

Wu Yan felt the emotion from his beast, and surprise flashed in his eyes.

He was very familiar with the traits of his beast, and the sensing of the Cyan Deer had never been wrong.

He had never thought that his junior brother, who devoted himself to cultivation, would be such a hidden master.

’I’ve underestimated him, but the more cultivators like him we have in the sect, the better!’

The outbreak of the Demon Calamity was imminent; the birth of more strong cultivators would make the sect safer.

“Senior Brother, please come to the parlor to talk; I’ve already instructed my disciple to fetch the Spirit Fruit.”

Ji An said with a smile, secretly wondering why the Tier Six Foundation Establishment Beast was still acting scared.

Wu Yan calmly retrieved the Cyan Deer:

“Junior Brother, please.”

The two entered the parlor and took their seats. Xia Yuhan brought in five large boxes sealed with Sealing Spirit Talismans.

The boxes were made of Biluo Wood, specifically for storing Wood Element Spirit Fruits.

Ji An said:

“Senior Brother, here are the hundred fruits you requested, please inspect them.”

“A sect with a Spirit Farmer like Junior Brother is truly a fortune for the Beast Tamers!”

Wu Yan complimented, earnestly checking the fruits.

Other high-tier Spirit Farmers in the sect are tasked with cultivating higher-tier Spirit Wood and Spirit Medicine, making the supply of Tier Two Lower Grade Spirit Fruits insufficient.

He closed the wooden box and said with a smile:

“The count is correct, Junior Brother, let’s trade with Small Merit.

The sect’s purchase price is four Small Merits per fruit, a total of four hundred Small Merits, and I’ll cover the transaction fees.”

…

A year later.

Ji An was practicing magic techniques on the wasteland outside Red Flame Peak; he raised his hand, and a large swath of dark green Spirit Light fell down, and groups of Grass Puppets, each about ten feet tall, quickly grew.

An imperceptible sense of danger lingered.

In his acupoints, the Dao Seeds of Wood of Jia and Wood of Yi flickered simultaneously.

Looking at the significantly larger Grass Puppets, Ji An grinned, his eyebrows raised in delight.

He immersed his focus into his Dantian, and lines of text appeared in his Sea of Consciousness.

[Magic Technique: All Grass and Trees Are Soldiers (Perfection 99%→100%)

Five Directions Spirit Gathering Technique (Perfection 62%)

Rejuvenation Technique (Perfection 31%)

Spirit Sealing Technique (Minor Achievement 7%)

Antitoxic Technique (Perfection 16%)]

Three months ago, the Quicksand Technique reached the Great Perfection Level, allowing him to create an area of flowing sand with a mere wave of his hand.

The sand had a strong adhesive property, and if a Qi Refining cultivator got trapped, there would be no escape.

Enemies at the early-stage Foundation Establishment level faced a similar fate if they couldn’t escape in time.

Being able to elevate control magic to an offensive level, Ji An thought he was quite unique.

The text of All Grass and Trees Are Soldiers gradually faded, marking the mastery of another magic technique.

“Work’s done!”

Ji An summoned his Flying Shuttle and left gracefully.

The Grass Puppet gradually withered and slowly toppled over.

A crow flew from afar, and as it landed, a few sharp vines suddenly pierced out. The crow struggled a bit and quickly withered.

The Grass Puppet gained a hint of green and a few blood-red streaks, appearing somewhat eerie under the setting sun.

…

The grey-feathered sand goose leisurely preened its feathers, having just completed a hunt and swallowed over a dozen palm-sized Silver-Scaled Fish.

With a wingspan reaching four feet, the Golden Feathered Eagle circled the mountain top, occasionally letting out a clear, piercing cry.

The sound was somewhat youthful but couldn’t conceal its majesty; it resonated in all directions.

’What are you crying for!’

The grey-feathered sand goose felt its good mood was spoiled and immediately retaliated with a defiant call.

“Caw!”

Ten months ago, when the Golden Feathered Eagle had just hatched, the sand goose hadn’t sensed the impending threat, still fishing at sunrise and returning to its nest at sunset.

The abundant food and leisurely life made it quite content.

As the Golden Feathered Eagle quickly grew, it gradually sensed the risk of being replaced and began seeking opportunities to suppress its potential rival.

The young bird was often bullied until its speed increased, allowing it to gradually escape its harsh fate.

It considered ’repressing’ the young eagle, but its master was currently at the mountaintop, deterring any reckless actions.

Privately bullying the Golden Feathered Eagle was one thing, but doing so in front of its master was courting death.

On the mountaintop, Spiritual Mechanism soared skyward, erupting explosively from the volcanic crater in golden-red mist, like fierce, clawing demons.

Ji An stood by the volcanic crater, allowing the skin-flaying, bone-piercing Spiritual Mechanism to wash over him.

His skin glowed with moonlit radiance, producing a clear tone reminiscent of metal clashing.

The sound was delicate, akin to countless ice crystals falling on thin metal sheets.

Having achieved Great Success in Silver Armor, his skin’s defensive power rivaled late-stage Foundation Establishment demon beasts renowned for their defense, fearlessly enduring the harsh abrasion.

Countless golden rays flickered, agitating the mist into a more violent roil, converging like vivid threads toward Ji An’s palm.

The gathered Metal Element Essence was as dazzling as the sun, with a sharp cutting aura.

Ji An suddenly felt a much stronger attraction in his hand, drawing in a wider range of Metal Element Essence.

Soon, it coalesced into a mass the size of a soccer ball.

The light spread in all directions, impossible to gaze upon directly.

He took out a Yellow Jade Bottle, cupping his hand in a seal to channel the Essence into it, using dozens of bottles to contain it all.

He immersed his focus into his Dantian, connecting with the Upper Stone Turtle.

[Magic Technique: Five Directions Spirit Gathering Technique (Perfection 99%→100%)]

He smiled slightly, as the Great Perfection Level technique vastly tripled the speed of Essence absorption.

Ji An felt as though he gained deeper insights into the Five Elements Dao.

After bringing All Grass and Trees Are Soldiers to Great Perfection, it took him only a few days to elevate the Spirit Gathering Technique to its utmost.

Now, only three techniques remained on the list, which he could improve at leisure.

Ji An exited the mist-draped area and raised his arm.

The Golden Feathered Eagle let out a clear cry and swooped down, landing on his arm as a perch, gripping tightly with its oily golden claws like metal hoops.

“Haha, if you grow any bigger, standing like this won’t be suitable anymore.”

He reached out to stroke the crest feathers on the beast’s head, and the Golden Feathered Eagle narrowed its eyes, expressing enjoyment and affectionately rubbed against him.

After over half a year of nurturing, the Golden Feathered Eagle had been cultivated to the Qi Refining Fourth Level, with flying speed rivaling that of the sand goose.

Speed was just one aspect; its Wind Blade Technique excelled in dealing with the vast populations of Red-tailed Squirrels.

Nowadays, the Rock Armor Bear’s favorite activity was following the Golden Feathered Eagle to feast on the remains.

Ji An smiled with satisfaction. Once the beast grew a bit larger, it could be used for riding.

He summarily launched his Flying Shuttle, skimming toward the Cold Pool.

In the orchard, the Dragon Blood Tree stood fourteen feet tall, with trunk, branches, and leaves shimmering with faint Spirit Light.

Originally gray-brown, the bark had now transformed into a pale red.

Copper coin-sized spots on the bark appeared like scattered rubies embedded within.

The fruits dotting the tree were no less than fist-sized, with initially pale cyan skins now turned into deep, inky green with faint signs of reddening.

The Red Flame Peak now boasted another High-Tier Spirit Wood; once these Dragon Blood Fruits reached over three hundred years of medicinal age, they could be refined into late-stage Foundation Establishment Pills, constituting another high-tier resource.

Estimates suggested these Dragon Blood Fruits currently had about seventy to eighty years of medicinal age, requiring four to five more years before harvesting.

At that time, some must be sent first to Senior Brother Ye Changqing.

Besides the Dragon Blood Tree, the orchard’s Top-grade Spiritual Peaches and Spiritual Apricots had all been cultivated to Tier Two Lower Grade.

Ji An believed the potential of the Spiritual Apricot had been fully exhausted, while the peach trees planted from seeds purchased from Li Lingyu possibly held room for further advancement, though hope was slender.