On this day, Jiang Chen had just finished turning over the soil in his spiritual field. Above the entire plot, the earthy scent blended with fresh spiritual energy, drifting through the air. He intended to plant more immortal rice. Otherwise, Jiang Wanjie and the others were always coming over to freeload meals, and the original rice supply simply would not be enough for them to share.
"Sigh! It seems I still need to find a spiritual beast to help me plow the fields in the future. Otherwise, plowing slowly by myself like this will take at least a whole day." Jiang Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead. The sweat rolled down like pearls, falling into the soil and instantly vanishing without a trace. He then looked at the patch of newly turned spiritual field and felt a bit of a headache.
Just as Jiang Chen picked up the hoe and prepared to put it away, a knock sounded at the door once more.
Chapter 26