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Shennong Dao Master

【Brand New Setting】【Fully Developed System】 When you awoke, you had become an official known as "Minister of Agriculture" in a fantasy game. "Dynasty's Prosperity" version: You diligently cultivated the "Seasonal Order," from "Harmonizing Winds and Rains" to "Summoning the Winds and Commanding the Rains," from "Bountiful Grain Harvests" to "All Things Flourish," commanding the seasons and quietly developing. You achieved minor successes, joined the army on expeditions, and controlled the "Four Books of Agriculture." You froze thousands of miles of great rivers to pave the way for the army. With "Miasma" you slew enemies, "Fog Shadow" obstructed tens of thousands of troops, establishing unparalleled military exploits and rising to the position of Director of Agriculture, secretly seizing the fate of the dynasty, all falling into your hands. "Spiritual Energy Resurgence" version: You nurtured "Mountain Spirits and Wild Creatures": Twin lotus make you invulnerable to both water and fire, the Seven Star Sword cools the light across Nineteen Provinces, Parasitic Species feeding on living beings, Void Species rooting in the void to absorb the Spiritual Energy of heaven and earth... You established an inner scenic area, cultivated immortal species, with "Grand Taiyi Lotus" replicating en masse! "Ancient Tree of Life" immortal and indestructible! "A true seed falls into the Dantian, can nurture spiritual sprouts for ten thousand years, one day when the cultivation is complete, my life is governed by me, not by the heavens!" "Heart fire shines like the sun, kidney water is the source, spleen stores earth, lungs refine through metal, liver sustains with qi. Using the body as the foundation, nurture original species, foster all laws, achieving the status of Shennong Dao Master !"

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Chapter 41: The Weaver Picks Lake Silk

The portly ghost stumbled toward the golden light, then twisted and fell into the Soul Summoning Lamp.

Zhao Xing didn't try to stop it; the ghost's fortune was too distant, and to inquire about the riches would likely require helping the ghost fulfill a vow.

Too bothersome, Zhao Xing thought. He was after a quick ghostly fortune, a stroke of instant wealth. If there were too many complications, he might as well go back to farming.

Besides, this involved an assessment of the clergy, and if he put himself in their shoes, he wouldn't want outsiders interfering either. It wasn't worth offending people over some small amount of money.

"No rush, there are plenty of opportunities." Zhao Xing didn't even glance back as he quickly returned to his street vendor's stall.

Xu the Eighth let out a sigh of relief when Zhao Xing returned, concerned that he might not come back and then spread gossip, tarnishing the reputation of the river scavengers.