Because the meat field was just planted, it is in a relatively fragile transition stage.

Ning Zheng also dared not cut too much meat, fearing to harm the foundation.

After cutting a small piece of meat to taste, the real main ingredient of the broth—bird innards, which were the previously unwanted crow viscera and intestines, was also taken to the courtyard well for a rinse.

Put them in the pot, simmer the soup.

She also threw in a few Magic Coins, letting the Spiritual Qi stored in the Magic Coins nourish as the water boiled.

The fire had just heated up for a bit, and the rich aroma burst forth instantly.

After all, it was a Demon Beast of Five-Body Realm Great Perfection.

Although the innards weren't trained, the innards nourished by Spiritual Qi for years tasted much better than the River Demon's meat before.

After simmering slowly over a low fire for half an hour, Ning Zheng tasted a mouthful, and her eyes suddenly brightened like snow.

Fresh, fragrant, tender, and smooth!

"Jiaojiao, come to eat supper, stop fiddling with the meat field, and have a taste," Ning Zheng called Ning Jiaojiao.

Ning Jiaojiao was installing a fence for the meat field in the cellar, she ran out into the courtyard, picked up bowl and chopsticks, and couldn't stop after taking just one bite: "Mmm! Delicious, so delicious!"

She also drank a mouthful of the soup while it was hot, "The soup is tasty too, so tasty."

After blending in the courtyard for so many years, it was the first time the two of them had eaten well.

The marvelous flavor felt like living in a dream.

Soon.

The meat field was planted, and the supper was satiating.

Looking at the time, it was already past eleven, and it was time to sleep.

But Ning Jiaojiao couldn't fall asleep, she took a quilt and ran into the cellar to lay on the floor, insisting on watching the meat field while she slept.

She lay beside the Concubine Bed, her eyes fixed on the vividly red, wriggling meat field, growing happier the more she looked, and began singing a lullaby, "Baby, baby, grow up soon, quickly grow meat..."

Afraid it would grow legs and run away, or be stolen by someone.

Ning Zheng ignored her, feeling pity for the child.

Estimated it was the first time in this hundred years after death she felt so happy.

Actually, ghosts don't need to sleep; they just think they need to, believing they're alive, but staying up for a few years is no big deal, no need to worry about Ning Jiaojiao.

Ning Zheng could only return to bed for meditation, feeling her abdomen warm, with Spiritual Qi nourishing.

Taking advantage of this, she practiced cultivation a bit.

Indeed, the speed of cultivation increased by a full double.

Clearly, the Spiritual Qi contained in Spiritual Flesh is easier to digest than the Spiritual Qi in Magic Coins.

After all.

The effect of Magic Coins is to store and release, serving as the driving source for Magical Artifacts and Arrays, being transactional currency, making direct absorption for cultivation efficiency very low.

Therefore, Ning Zheng started looking forward to the effect of Spirit Rice!

There's meat, how can there be no rice?

Having rice and meat is life.

Next, Ning Zheng began to practice the precision control of mental damage shadow poison, starting acupuncture practice on the toads, and contemplating the future development plan.

After finishing with the crows, there's no shortage of materials for novice blacksmiths, and the manor has entered a peace period.

Next, it's time to hone their skills in forging, creating ornaments, weaving, and studying medical skill.

Simultaneously, she also needs to update the server.

Recently, Ning Zheng used the ["Blossoming Wealth"] account to secretly screen gaze and found they constantly complained about one problem.

The Magic Coins are too heavy, inconvenient to carry.

Everyone is very poor now, doing tasks every day, forging iron, most people only manage to get one or two Magic Coins.

Having one or two saved is fine, but what about when there's more money?

Although Magic Coins can be strung together and hung at the waist, it's still inconvenient.

Outside cultivators use Storage Bags, without this worry, but Ning Zheng herself doesn't have a Storage Bag, how could she give each of them a Storage Bag for Magic Coins?

Previously, the Demon Men on the mountain should have had them; it's just that the internal conflict destroyed them, leaving none for Ning Zheng.

Now Ning Zheng has two ideas.

1. Digitalized currency, directly becoming a series of numbers placed on the personal attribute page.

She discussed this with the Ai assistant.

Ai stated it could certainly be done; after all, it's just giving everyone a series of number additions and subtractions, it is a high-intelligence AI assistant.

2. Crafting Storage Bags in Sword Casting Manor.

This one is a bit more high-end!

The product Storage Bag requires materials from Demon Beasts with spatial talents and requires Advanced Forging Masters.

Ning Zheng decisively chose the first option.

She spent over thirty minutes with the Ai assistant to add a new digital currency system and personally tested it.

It has two capabilities: trading currency, accounting function.

After busying herself with this small matter, Ning Zheng pondered doing things once and for all, and added a long anticipated [Forum] feature, allowing viewers waiting in line to log in to post in it.

Upon completion, Ning Zheng felt a full sense of personal achievement.

Then, looking at the more than seven thousand Qi Fortune Value in his hand, he began to ponder how to spend it!

After all, what's the use of saving so much Qi Fortune?

Saving for a big opportunity?

Currently, his cultivation is too low. Most opportunities in hand become burdens if he can't hold onto them!

Spend early, enjoy early, and improve cultivation speed sooner.

He is someone who acts decisively.

"Simply try cultivating Spirit Rice and gather the three fundamental elements of cultivation!"

He thought about it for a moment and then went to the balcony to pick up the potted plant.

The plant there had only some yellow leaves left on its solitary trunk.

Spiritual Root: Wine Rice.

A local specialty Spirit Rice.

This Wood Spirit Root can even be found wild outside.

Because of its low threshold, it is widely welcomed by cultivators, and becoming a Spirit Farmer has always been the most popular path.

This particular one was found by Ning Zheng on the way down the mountain and was transplanted here as a bonsai.

"I can try to start dealing with Spirit Rice now."

Ning Zheng showed a contemplative expression, "I could even go directly to the end and get Shadow Attribute Spirit Rice that is exclusive to my Spiritual Root without needing ordinary universal Spirit Rice!"

Ning Zheng is very ambitious; if he's going to do it, he wants to do the best!

Like Meat Fields, this world is fascinating; Spirit Rice is also divided into two categories.

One is universal Spirit Rice, which anyone can eat.

The other is Attribute Spirit Rice, tailored to your Spiritual Root, belonging to premium personalized Spirit Rice!

For instance.

The Ice Dragon Series Spiritual Root of a sect is passed down in an unbroken line, monopolized by the sect, only planted and cultivated within the sect. They water the Spirit Rice with their own Ice Attribute essence blood.

After batch after batch of Spirit Rice withering away, one plant will withstand it and become an Ice Attribute Spirit Rice imbued with bloodline aura.

This Ice Dragon Spirit Rice can only be consumed by those with an Ice Dragon Attribute Spiritual Root, very difficult for others to absorb!

This tests the heritage complement of a sect.

The sign of a powerful sect is:

High-tier Spirit Fields, Attribute Spirit Rice!

These are the fundamental inheritances, built through generations of struggle!

Why can the true disciples of a major sect reach the Four Viscera Realm at the age of twenty-something, at a speed four to five times faster than others?

Because they have heritage, they have depth!

They eat Attribute Spirit Rice tailored to their Spiritual Root!

As a loose cultivator without heritage, even if you obtained a heaven-defying Spiritual Root, without a complementing heritage, how can you surpass the accumulation and efforts of countless generations for their own Spiritual Root?

Therefore.

Ning Zheng said that acquiring this seemingly wonderful Celestial Spirit Root was actually falling into a pit, with no accompanying heritage!

Ning Zheng wants to catch up with the speed of the top peers, and he can only cultivate the first complement for his Spiritual Root:

Shadow Attribute Spirit Rice.

Ning Zheng intends to water the Spirit Rice with his essence blood.

As long as the Spirit Rice doesn't get overwhelmed and killed by the violent and ancient bloodline essence, if it manages to survive mutation, it will become imbued with his Shadow Attribute!

The success probability is extremely low.

Moreover, how important is one's source essence blood?

It's called Undying Blood, the root of one's blood and flesh's undying nature. Fail a few times, and the entire person becomes completely wasted.

Only a major sect, with hundreds or thousands of cultivators cultivating the same Spiritual Root, has the capability to use the sect's collective source essence blood to cultivate exclusive mutant Spirit Rice for its lineage!

Hoo!

"Therefore, I can only go all-in, break the monopoly, and strive for a miracle of minuscule probability, hoping my single essence blood can cause the Spirit Rice to mutate."

Under the moonlight, Ning Zheng took a deep breath, recalling all he had experienced before. What is Immortal Cultivation? Complying is mortal, defying is immortal! Opportunities have to be fought for, struggled for; this time, face death to be reborn, gambling on an odds of less than one in a thousand.

"I, Ning Zheng, have moved step by step from being a manor slave to today's Manor Master of the Sword Casting Manor, all thanks to taking daring gambles and fighting for survival time and time again!"

"Qi Fortune, max out."

[-7193]

Sohol is an art.

He cut open his fingertip, his face suddenly turning extremely pale, severely injured in vitality, as if near death, and a drop of source essence blood fell down.

Drip.

The Wine Rice quickly withered.

The weak plant was being washed over with the powerful ancient bloodline aura, its vitality rapidly draining, progressing thoroughly towards withering.

Amidst the desolation and death, a trace of vitality gradually sprouted, revived in the silence.

The withered Wine Rice sprouted new green.

A new shackle was unlocked, revealing a glimpse of a mysterious new Spiritual Root, as the mutant Wine Rice imbued with faint bloodline aura welcomed its rebirth.