"Alright, give it a try." Ning Zheng handed her a small spoonful of rice.
There wasn't much rice.
It was secretly harvested yesterday when helping Su Yuniang connect her head.
After all, it had just begun to grow, with barely any grains, only stalks with bare strands.
Ning Jiaojiao chewed carefully after eating, tilting her head:
"Feels a bit strange, and there's a warm flow in my stomach."
Does it have an effect?
Ning Zheng's heart raced.
It was unexpected that it worked on himself.
And the fact that other Embers could also eat his Shadow Attribute Spirit Rice was astonishing!
According to a typical Ember's diet, they only eat meat!
Suddenly being able to eat vegetarian food should be considered a major milestone.
Perhaps his Shadow Spirit Root was more mysterious and powerful than imagined.
No wonder it was a costly opportunity.
But he still had to develop all the supporting cultivation techniques on his own.
Despite the excitement, he soon calmed down:
"But on second thought, it's not of epochal significance, after all, strong Embers never lack meat, having an extra type of Spirit Rice is just an additional novelty."
Anyway, it could still be given to Ning Jiaojiao to eat.
It's a small surprise.
At this point, with the Meat Field, Spirit Rice, and Magic Coins gathered, Ning Zheng felt he could accumulate enough Qi Fortune Value to attempt the Third Body!
Because the essence of the Five-Body Realm is body refining.
Gradually opening the dense network of Spiritual Qi veins.
This process requires careful effort, rushing may lead to damaged meridians, causing more harm than good.
Just like driving, going slow allows you to recognize road conditions easily, but speeding may lead to accidents and going off-road.
But Ning Zheng was different.
As long as his "luck" was good enough, he could speed through with closed eyes, without crashing.
"Wait another three to five days."
Ning Zheng understood,
"Once I accumulate four to five thousand Qi Fortune, I can try for the Third Body."
The blacksmiths gave him quite a good impression, occasionally admirable.
But only just decent.
In a world valuing personal prowess, without enough strength, opportunities cannot be protected.
They needed to sell weapons to earn resources for Ning Zheng, though unknown what troubles may arise, being stronger himself was naturally best.
Someone capable must step forward.
The blacksmiths at the manor still worked in an orderly manner.
For the sixty blacksmiths, the 20 Magic Coins previously spent on resurrection and race selection was the total sum of their savings.
Now they worked hard doing tasks.
The remaining forty-odd blacksmiths also started studying.
This third batch was preparing to take exams, while the ones who failed previously were also working while preparing to retake.
As for that River Demon, ownership didn't get successfully allocated in the end.
Jiucai Rong decided to implement an exchange system, redeemable for 20 Magic Coins each.
As for where they came from in such numbers...
It was because Su Yuniang got addicted to fishing, coming here to sleep at night, and having activities with Ning Jiaojiao every evening.
Having someone to play with made Ning Jiaojiao extremely happy.
Ning Zheng didn't bother managing their play in the courtyard, focusing on cultivating.
The slanting sunlight cast a yellow hue over the bluestone courtyard.
Su Yuniang pushed open the wooden door.
These few days, Su Yuniang began setting up a stall at the New Year Market daily.
To explain the source of various goods, she claimed to be traveling with a trade caravan, doing business on the side.
With the market open for fifteen days, she said she planned to stay here for fifteen days before leaving.
Whether to leave or not could be decided later.
Now she had become a tenant of this residence.
Living in a well, it seemed a bit humble.
From the kitchen, where Ning Jiaojiao was cooking meat, she looked up, "Went to set up the stall again?"
Su Yuniang placed the stall cart in the corner, feeling helpless, "The weapons aren't selling well, but the Spirit Rice is quite popular."
"Our village folks are honest, of course, weapons don't sell well; who fights and kills?"
Ning Jiaojiao shook her head, "Rice is certainly easy to sell, remember to sell more to our family."
Su Yuniang had a business mind, "You'll definitely be prioritized."
Now she had a list to record orders of how much Spirit Rice and farm tools each person ordered.
Recently, farm tools seemed saturated, not selling well, but Spirit Rice continued its popularity.
After selling for several days, the villagers were running low on spare money.
So she went house to house to see what could be taken as debts!
She openly opened villagers' treasure boxes, rummaging through like a bandit.
Su Yuniang even found the village's best sword, with Wind Blade Technique, at a wealthy family's home. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by nοvelfire.net
Though somewhat worn.
Like a hundred-year-old antique, she still bought it.
The locals were really simple!
The Spirit Rice at the manor was currently scarce, most sold to Ning Zheng's house.
Leading some who didn't want to gamble as an enchanter, like Zian Lady, the blacksmiths, to think about becoming a Spirit Farmer after achieving the Three Flowers.
Not jumping into the furnace while having a stable income, the cost-effectiveness was quite high.
And buying Su Yuniang's Spirit Rice products didn't bother Ning Zheng.
They sold Spirit Rice to make money for the Manor Master of Sword Casting Manor, eventually, the money came back to him, right?
Buying his own company's products.
Not a single problem.
Moreover, Ning Zheng wasn't really interested in money now.
He still had tens of thousands of Magic Coins, not knowing how to spend them.
As for earning the savings from the villagers, he let them be, since it was also earning for himself.
Why not contribute another batch of wealth from the villagers?
Left to gather dust otherwise.
Ning Zheng even thought.
Having the villagers eat some Spirit Rice was great.
Less weak, strengthening their defense lines at the foot of the mountain, would protect Sword Casting Manor from invasions.
After dinner, the two women went to the night market.
Ning Zheng watched them leave, taking a deep breath of muddy qi: "After three days of accumulation, it should start now."
The Immortal Path was competitive.
He began his cultivation journey quite late.
So, he must risk the heavy injuries of damaged meridians and ruined foundations, gambling with his life again!
"Qi Fortune, max it out!"
[Qi Fortune Value -6000]
The digits popped up instantly.
Such spending, the cost-effectiveness was too low.
Yet now, it was merely four days' worth of gains.
Meridians, charge forward!
In the practice room, Magic Coins piled up on the ground, filling the room with a coppery scent, he consumed another pot of Spiritual Flesh and Spirit Rice.
In the Upper Dantian, the abundant Spiritual Qi from the Magic Coins gathered in the mind through the Three Flowers on the Top.
In the Middle Dantian, the enormous blood energy of Spiritual Flesh surged into his heart's core.
In the Lower Dantian, the Spirit Rice accumulated also took effect, Five Grains Spiritual Qi concentrated below his navel.
Three sources of Spiritual Qi, surging wildly, nourishing his entire body, seemingly creating a special effect.
Ning Zheng transformed into a glowing human meridian chart, his head gradually showing three delicate Flowers of Nothingness, growing new roots.
The Three Flowers' roots, human meridians, gradually grew into his arm.
The slender roots of the Three Flowers on the Top grew incredibly without piercing through the meridians in his arms.
As they extended, after a full two-hour period, the fine roots finally spread to the ends of the arm's meridians, reaching the fingertips.
Suddenly a crack resounded within, blood and qi surged, connecting hand meridians.
"My luck is really good."
Ning Zheng slowly opened his eyes, the sensation of rapidly breaking through was exhilarating, the overwhelming power deeply shocked and entranced him:
"The Third Body, achieved."