Chapter 1: Transmigration as a Spirit Farmer, Life is Difficult Everywhere

Qingyun Mountain Peak, Purple Bamboo Immortal Market.

Spirit Field Area.

Beside a field ridge that had already been harvested, two figures, one tall and one short, stood.

"Not bad. Your harvest this year is very good, I'll give you two extra Low-Grade Spirit Stones."

The fat Lin Steward squinted his small eyes and nodded in satisfaction, praising her.

"Hehe, thank you, Lin Steward. This is all thanks to your care, Steward, on regular days."

Su Bai carefully placed the Low-Grade Spirit Stones into her dusty Storage Pouch.

She then painfully took out a dozen or so Spirit Crystals and handed them to Lin Steward.

Lin Steward acted as if he didn't see, his hand resting on his fat belly, but when he turned, he quietly took all the Spirit Crystals and put them into his own Storage Pouch.

This Lin Steward was the person in charge of Spirit Farmers from one of the three Foundation Establishment Stage Families here.

She could not afford to offend him.

Seeing the Spirit Crystals taken away, Su Bai consoled herself in her heart.

After accepting Su Bai's Spirit Crystals, Lin Steward nodded with satisfaction.

"Sensible."

"Not at all, not at all, let me see you off."

Su Bai bowed and scraped as she saw Lin Steward off.

After waiting for Lin Steward to leave on his flying Magical Artifact, she spat secretly.

"Pah! Lin the Skinflint!"

"You take mine, sooner or later I'll make you spit it all out!"

"You already have a flying Magical Artifact, yet you still covet my meager Spirit Crystals!"

Watching his receding figure disappear, Su Bai angrily kicked the soil in the field and spat again.

She had worked so hard as a Spirit Farmer, and this year's Spirit Rice harvest was twenty percent higher!

Yet, she only earned seven Low-Grade Spirit Stones for the whole year!

Those dozen or so Spirit Crystals she just gave away were enough to exchange for one Low-Grade Spirit Stone to buy a pot of good Spirit Tea to drink and increase her cultivation base!

This Lin Steward even wanted a kickback!

But she couldn't not give it.

Otherwise, next year, she would inevitably be suppressed by other Spirit Farmers in collusion.

She didn't want to be that sucker.

"Ugh…"

As a result, this movement pulled at the wound caused by a conflict with other Spirit Farmers earlier.

Su Bai clutched her left arm, which ached from the excessive movement.

She gasped in pain.

They saw her cultivation base was low and wanted to extort some money.

Su Bai naturally wasn't willing and thought to use the Lin Family as backing to refuse with an excuse.

As a result, those guys weren't afraid at all, and on the eve of the Spirit Rice harvest day, she was beaten up and injured her arm.

She didn't have any Low-Grade Spirit Stones on her to buy Spirit Medicine for treatment, so she could only endure the pain and slowly recover on her own.

When harvesting the Spirit Rice, because of her arm injury, she almost missed the harvest timing.

She could only grit her teeth and hold on.

When others were Cultivating or sleeping at night, she was still working in the dark, rushing to harvest the Spirit Rice.

She was afraid that if time dragged on, the Spirit Rice's spiritual essence would dissipate, and by then, she wouldn't be able to sell it, wasting half a year of effort.

She might even have to pay compensation in Low-Grade Spirit Stones.

Lin Steward wouldn't let her off easily then.

She definitely wouldn't escape another beating.

Fortunately, everything was over. Now that the Spirit Rice had been harvested and she had sold more Low-Grade Spirit Stones than in previous years, she could rest well for a few months.

Just as Su Bai turned to go home, a figure suddenly blocked her path.

Seeing this, Su Bai frowned, a bad premonition in her heart, but she still questioned:

"Wang Mazi, why are you blocking me?"

Facing Su Bai's questioning, Wang Mazi, who had a face full of flab but a pair of lecherous small eyes, chuckled and rubbed his rough fingers.

"Su Bai, it's a good harvest today, and Lin Steward came to settle the accounts. You must have quite a few Low-Grade Spirit Stones, right? Lend me some to spend."

Calling it borrowing was actually robbery!

Her injured arm was caused by this Wang Mazi leading a few other Spirit Farmers to beat her!

Previously, this Wang Mazi had conflicts with her parents.

Ever since her parents passed away, this guy came to find trouble with her every few days.

Su Bai frowned, her face showing some anger.

Wang Mazi wasn't afraid of Su Bai at all. His two small eyes squeezed together, and his face revealed a trace of viciousness as he threatened:

"Hmph! You little thing without parents, hurry up and hand over the Low-Grade Spirit Stones!"

"Today, this master taking your Low-Grade Spirit Stones is looking up to you!"

"Hand over the Low-Grade Spirit Stones to me! Otherwise, don't blame this master for being impolite to you!"

Seeing that Wang Mazi was about to use force, Su Bai said sternly:

"Lin Steward hasn't gone far yet. Aren't you afraid he'll come back?"

Wang Mazi seemed not to hear Su Bai's warning and slowly approached.

Seeing that this trick didn't work, Su Bai took out a Fireball Talisman.

Seeing the Fireball Talisman, Wang Mazi's body paused; he didn't continue forward.

The Lin Family had rules against private fighting among Spirit Farmers. Last time he injured Su Bai, Lin Steward directly demanded five Low-Grade Spirit Stones to settle it.

Otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to remain a Spirit Farmer for the Lin Family.

Moreover, his cultivation base was only slightly higher than Su Bai's, and this Fireball Talisman could still injure him.

The Fireball Talisman in Su Bai's hand was something she bought by gritting her teeth after she was injured—three Low Grade First-Rank Talismans for one Low-Grade Spirit Stone.

"Little girl, be good. Don't hurt our harmony. We live very close to each other. You can hide for a while, but not for a lifetime."

Seeing that Su Bai was still clutching the Fireball Talisman, Wang Mazi didn't dare to push too hard.

"Hmph! You'd better never leave the market in the future, and don't let me catch you when you're alone!"

Leaving behind a threatening remark, Wang Mazi left.

Only then did Su Bai slowly let out a breath.

Not daring to stay any longer, she hurriedly ran towards her home.

Actually, Su Bai was a Transmigration person.

She had Rebirth and transmigrated to this current world of Cultivators.

Her parents both died while seeking Opportunity and breaking into a Secret Realm.

She had no choice but to take charge of the household early, planting Spirit Fields and harvesting Spirit Rice.

As a foolish daughter of a farmer Family, Su Bai usually lived as a tenant farmer for the Lin Family.

The Spirit Rice harvest was split 30/70; they took 70%, and she only got 30%.

Aside from keeping a portion of this 30% to eat, she sold the rest to exchange for Low-Grade Spirit Stones to Cultivate.

She couldn't earn many Low-Grade Spirit Stones throughout the year.

Today was harvest day. Su Bai sold the Spirit Rice for Low-Grade Spirit Stones, but was still stripped of a 'hard-earned fee' by the other party!

Then that Wang Mazi wanted to rob her. If she hadn't been prepared and bought a Fireball Talisman in advance, she would have inevitably lost money today.

Wang Mazi was at the 3rd level of Qi Refining and had some strength.

The Lin Family was one of the three major Foundation Establishment Stage Families of the Purple Bamboo Immortal Market.

She was just a lowly Qi Refining Cultivator at the 2nd level of Qi Refining; she couldn't afford to offend any of them.

Lin Steward, who was in charge of the Spirit Farmers, was a Middle Stage Qi Refining Cultivator.

The Qi Refinement Stage is divided into ten levels: the first three levels are Qi Refining, the middle three levels are Middle Stage, the last three levels are Late Stage, and the tenth level is Perfection.

The opponent was two small Realms higher than her!

She could only be sweeter with her words.

Shaking her head helplessly, Su Bai picked up the ancestral Low Grade Magical Artifact, the Black Iron Hoe, beside her and walked towards the small wooden house to the side.

After entering the house, Su Bai hurriedly pasted a concealment Talisman on the door.

A look of heartache flashed across her face.

This was bought together with the Fireball Talisman, directly using up over thirty of her Spirit Crystals.

But for the sake of her secret, she endured it!

Pushing aside the earthen bed where she usually meditated and slept, a passage leading underground was revealed.

After she lowered her body and entered, she restored the earthen bed to its original state.

She had dug a private basement here.

A fist-sized night-luminescent pearl was placed in the basement for illumination.

With an excited mood, Su Bai closed her eyes.

A small cauldron appeared in her mind.

In front of the small cauldron was a panel.

[Divine Soul: 3, Physique: 5, Mana: 3, Creation Essence: 3]

This small cauldron was something Su Bai had after she transmigrated.

As Su Bai grew older, the attribute points on the System panel increased by one every year.

Every attribute had a wonderful use!

The Divine Soul strengthened Su Bai's Sea of Consciousness, allowing her, mere Qi Refinement Stage, to go beyond internal vision and possess Divine Sense that only the Foundation Establishment Stage had!

She could survey one foot around her body!

Physique, as the name implies, strengthens the physical body.

If her Physique hadn't been strengthened, when Su Bai was beaten by the Spirit Farmers, her injuries would have been much worse, and she might not have even been able to get out of bed.

And Mana enhanced the power of Su Bai's Spell casting and her ability to finely control spiritual power.

As for Creation Essence, it was the reason why Su Bai's Spirit Rice could yield twenty percent more than other Spirit Farmers.

Actually, it could yield more, but Su Bai was worried about attracting attention, so she only used a little.

Unexpectedly, the effect was surprisingly good!

And the twenty percent yield was entirely blamed on her deceased parents, saying that they had taken good care of the Spirit Field on regular days, making the land much more fertile, and she, as their child, was the beneficiary.

The small cauldron was named "myriad realms cauldron" by Su Bai.

Since it was named "myriad realms cauldron", it naturally represented its function: Transmigration to worlds!

This Transmigration function was activated two years ago, when she had come to the Cultivation world for the twelfth year.

When the Transmigration function was started, it also granted Su Bai eternal life…