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Living In Another World With A Farm

If he wanted to boss around, he could do whatever he wanted. I would continue to farm, but if he tried to attack me, then he would not live to see another day. Zhao Hai was a shut-in until he was transmigrated to another world with a farm and taken over the body of a fallen noble. The land that the noble had was one that could not grow anything. He also had a fiance who was the heir to a principality. To make matters even worse, he was talentless in martial arts and magic where he couldn’t even learn both. “So what if I can’t do magic? I have my farm. Let’s see you try and attack me! I’ll let my bugs out to devour all of your military rations! I’ll put pesticides in your water source and grow weeds on your land! Let’s see you try and attack me after that!” “What? You’ll hire assassins to kill me? Try and do that when I’m hiding inside my farmhouse. Once that is over, I’ll rid your country of all your food sources! Your citizens will come after you instead of you coming after me!” The shut-in had a slightly foul personality. This is a story of how he, and his farm, became a nightmare to the people of a world of swords and magic.

Ming Yu · Oriental
Classificações insuficientes
7218 Chs

Star fall swordsmanship (1)

After forming the nascent soul, Zhao Hai indeed felt different. The spiritual Qi in his body was compressed again, and the quality of the spiritual Qi changed once again. The fog-like spiritual Qi had now become liquid silver spiritual Qi. In this silver spiritual Qi, there was a mixture of gang Qi and evil Qi, which made the silver spiritual Qi turn light blue. But then, the power of faith was added in, and the silver spiritual Qi turned gold.

After going through eighty-one cycles, his nascent soul had turned golden and was emitting golden light like a golden man. At this point, his power of belief and his spiritual energy had been perfectly combined.

Zhao Hai knew that he had already mastered the first two techniques of the power of faith cultivation method. The next step was to cultivate the third step, which was to infuse the power of faith into his weapon.