Cultivation: I have an equipment slot

Chapter 51 The three-year period has come to an end; please, Dragon King, come forth!

First, there are 100 mu of spiritual fields.

Then use the profits from the next ten years to obtain a certain amount of funds, and then use those funds to buy spirit fields, and then use those funds to obtain more funds.

The value of a spirit field can even be increased by planting high-yield spiritual herbs. Oh, and the blessings from spirit plant masters like Zhuge Wan and Zhang Yan should also be taken into account.

Originally, 100 acres of spirit fields might yield 1000 spirit stones a year, but after he packaged them like this, they would appear to be worth 1500 spirit stones.

As this cycle continued, Zhang Yan felt that it wouldn't take many more times for him to acquire a large number of spirit stones and then take control of most of the spirit fields of the Qingheng Sect.

In theory, as long as his backer is powerful enough, he can realize this vision.

However, he only thought about it for a moment.

This is ultimately the world of cultivation, where power matters.

Although he has a cheat system, he is ultimately just a cultivator in the early stages of cultivation. If she really dares to play like that, she won't even know how she died.

Even Zhuge Wan couldn't protect him.

If it were just about playing with his 100 acres of spiritual fields, no one would say anything; it would all be to give Zhuge Wan face.

"Thank you, Master."

Zhang Yan quickly thanked Zhuge Wan.

After leaving Muling Peak, Zhang Yan first found the sect's General Affairs Hall and Steward Bai and others.

Everyone was astonished by Zhang Yan's behavior of asking for spirit stones without even planting any crops.

But they thought about it carefully.

It doesn't seem like we're at a disadvantage.

After all, Zhang Yan wasn't really giving them nothing; he had said that the harvest from the spiritual field over the next ten years could be given to them.

Zhang Yan had even planned out what medicinal herbs he would plant over the next ten years and told them all about it.

Most importantly, according to Zhang Yan's asking price, they did not lose money; in fact, they could be said to have made less profit.

Furthermore, Zhang Yan has Zhuge Wan behind him.

Golden elixir monk.

With their reputation guaranteed, even if Zhang Yanzhen doesn't plant the seed, they can still seek an explanation from Zhuge Wan.

After all, a Golden Core cultivator from a sect should at least have some sense of shame!
With this in mind, both the Sect Affairs Hall and the cultivation families contacted by Steward Bai readily handed over their spirit stones.

Not only did they suffer no losses, they even made friends with Golden Core disciples.

It's a huge profit no matter how you look at it.

Moreover, with a wave of their hand, they decided not to pay 90% anymore, but to pay 100% directly.

After all, Zhang Yan is a disciple at the Golden Core stage, and it would be beneficial to befriend him.

Moreover.

Whether it's a sect-based acquisition or a family-based acquisition.

They don't need to contribute money; the ones who actually contribute money are the sects and families!

But this favor belongs to them!
Zhang Yan was deeply moved by these people; they were truly so simple and honest.

If it weren't for the fact that I wanted to stay in the Qingheng Sect for a long time...

Zhang Yan wanted to sell the same field to multiple buyers.

Then they absconded with the money, leaving them with 100 acres of unfinished farmland.

But a pity.

Zhang Yan is an upright, kind, and principled cultivator.

Okay, actually the most important reason is that he's afraid of dying.

After all, this was backed by Zhuge Wan's reputation. If he really dared to abscond with the money, it wouldn't matter if he ran to the ends of the earth.

With 100 acres of spirit fields, Zhang Yan earned over 10,000 spirit stones from the income over the next ten years.

"I'm a millionaire now!"

Zhang Yan was carrying a storage bag when he walked out the door.

He felt quite uneasy when he saw other people; now, no one seemed like a good person. "I need to think carefully about how to spend these ten thousand spirit stones."

These ten thousand spirit stones were a huge sum of money for Zhang Yan.

For an ordinary cultivator, it would be enough to reach the late stage of Qi Refining, but for Zhang Yan, it might not be enough.

The reason is also very simple.

He needs to purchase a large number of magical artifacts.

He wanted to cultivate more spells in exchange for enough supernatural powers after reaching the Foundation Establishment stage.

Therefore, for him, the more spirit stones the better. Only with more spirit stones can he buy enough magical artifacts and cultivate enough spells.

Furthermore, he wanted to purchase spiritual items and then use the Spirit Gathering Technique to improve the grade of his spiritual root.

"First, set a small goal: cultivate three perfect spells, and then improve your spiritual root to the middle grade."

Zhang Yan silently set a goal in his heart.

……

There is no time to cultivate immortality.

In the blink of an eye, two and a half years have passed.

Two and a half years is neither a long nor a short time. Zhang Yan has grown from a mischievous child into a handsome young man.

Because of those ten thousand spirit stones, he has made great gains in the past two and a half years. First of all, his cultivation level has broken through from the third level of Qi Refining to the fourth level of Qi Refining.

We are now gradually progressing towards the fifth level of Qi Refining.

His cultivation level didn't seem to have improved much, but his magical power was exceptionally pure.

And apart from that.

Zhang Yan has perfected all five spells: Wood Element Technique, Water Element Technique, Spirit Gathering Technique, Lightness Technique, and Spirit Rain Technique.

That year, he was still six months shy of eighteen.

There is still plenty of time before he officially becomes a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

"So, I can cultivate a hundred spells?" A terrifying thought suddenly popped into Zhang Yan's mind.

If others can master three or five spells to reach the foundation stage, they are already geniuses among geniuses.

He actually has the potential to master a hundred spells.

Is there any justice in this world?!
This is too outrageous!
"If I truly master a hundred spells to the Foundation Establishment stage, how powerful will I be? Will I be able to instantly kill a Golden Core cultivator and brutally beat a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

Zhang Yan felt that his mental state was somewhat abnormal.

"Yi Ting".

"You've arrived, young master." In the two years since, Liu Yiting has fully blossomed into a beautiful young woman. Her tall figure, graceful posture, and delicate features make her quite a sight to behold.

He was even considered famous among the outer disciples of the Qingheng Sect.

However, as everyone knows, although Liu Yiting is an outer disciple, she is Zhang Yan's maid and his personal possession, so no one covets her.

Liu Yiting brought the brewed tea to Zhang Yan's side and poured him a cup.

These are tea leaves from his previous second-tier tea tree. He kept some for himself to drink and use to enhance his spiritual sense.

Another portion was used to make a blend of flowers and herbs, which was then given as gifts.

However, two years is still too short for a cultivator; it only made his Hundred Flower Tea quite famous.

"Young Master, Elder Zhuge wants you to come over when you have time," Liu Yiting said softly as she put down the teapot and massaged his shoulders.

"Master summoned me?" Zhang Yan was somewhat surprised. Although Zhuge Wan had asked him to come every day when he first entered the sect, she rarely summoned him after he had mastered the art of spiritual plants.

Calling him now means something is about to happen.

"If we count the time, the three-year agreement from back then is almost up. Could it be because of this?"

"Never mind, I'll go check it out first."

Since Zhuge Wan had something to do, Zhang Yan naturally had no reason to refuse and went to see what was going on first.

"Oh, right, young master, there's one more thing," Liu Yiting said, her voice filled with sorrow.

(End of this chapter)