Rise of the Wang Clan: Starting with a Portable Farm

Chapter 179: Inventory

Wang Hao turned his attention to the fourth plot of Gold Soil.

[Status: Mystic Wonder Fruit Tree]

Stage: Seed

Progress: 03 Months, 10 Days until Germination.

The Mystic Wonder Fruit was vital to raising his spirit beasts, more important than ordinary beast-rearing pills. It might awaken their bloodlines. If such fruit appeared outside, even powerful demon beasts might fight over it.

Next, he checked the Jasper Moon Fruit.

This treasure normally required a century to mature, but in Wang Hao’s farm, he could harvest a batch in just over a year.

Wang Hao had previously guarded the secret of his farm, but with the family in danger, he decided to give a few Jasper Moon Fruits to its Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Wang Yanzhi and Wang Wenyuan had only recently advanced, so it was too early for them to take the fruit. Wang Yanzhi was also injured.

The other experts were stationed overseas.

That left only two suitable candidates: his father, Wang Yanzhao, and his Sixth Granduncle, Wang Longyou.

The fruit might help Wang Yanzhao reach mid-stage Foundation Establishment and Wang Longyou reach late-stage.

Wang Hao no longer grew Essence Condensing Fruit or Righteousness Lotus, once so useful to him. His warehouse already held a hundred Essence Condensing Fruits—enough, once refined, to supply the Foundation Establishment cultivators of a medium Golden Core sect.

He reviewed his land allocation. Currently, he had four plots of Gold Soil, twelve of Black Soil, and fourteen of Red Soil.

Black soil accelerated growth fortyfold. He grew Spirit Talisman Grass there for first-rank, mid-grade talisman paper, with a harvest every half-year. Red soil supplied the ten-year herbs needed for common Qi Refining pills.

His other plots were arranged as follows:

Two mu of Crimson Blood Ginseng could be brewed into wine or used in pills. Spirit wine could be sold, aid cultivation, or restore spiritual energy in battle.

One mu of Hundred-Fragrance Fruit was for second-rank spirit wine for the family’s Foundation Establishment cultivators. Crimson Blood Ginseng supplied first-rank wine for Qi Refining clan members.

He planted three mu of Azure Cloud Grass, a common first-rank talisman grass that could yield four harvests a year, and one plot of Purple Cloud Grass. The latter could reach first-rank, high-grade quality for superior talisman paper, but took half a year to harvest.

One mu of Golden Thread Spirit Apricots remained. The Wang family had long refined ways to use this fruit, making it especially suited to its Qi Refining cultivators.

He also grew Red Phosphorus Wood for spirit charcoal used in alchemy and artifact refining, and Yin Purple Pine for puppets.

Other plots held pill ingredients such as Spirit Gathering Grass, Blood Resin Grass, and Blood Coagulation Grass.

From the Pill Cauldron Sect he had acquired Soul-Falling Flower and Void Spirit Bamboo.

His one usable bamboo stalk would make only one spirit sword. Wanting several like Old Demon Han, he planted a mu of bamboo.

Soul-Falling Flower was a valuable ingredient for treating soul injuries; he kept some in reserve.

He also grew a mu of spirit peaches for his beasts. The Phantom Moon Butterfly liked them, while Xiaobai and Yaya preferred demon-beast meat.

Wang Hao was satisfied. At full production, the farm could meet most of his family’s needs.

He took two Jasper Moon Fruits and sent a voice transmission inviting Wang Yanzhao and Wang Longyou.

The two soon arrived outside his cave, and Wang Hao let them in.

“Did you call us about something important?” Wang Yanzhao asked.

“Good news,” Wang Hao said, taking out a Storage Bag.

“I was going through the loot from the Maple Leaf Market cultivators and found something interesting. Two Jasper Moon Fruits. Consuming one is equivalent to ten years of hard cultivation.”

The two elders froze. Wang Longyou was the first to react, his eyes widening. “Is that… are you serious?”

“Sixth Granduncle, would I joke about cultivation resources?”

Wang Yanzhao frowned, skepticism written all over his face. “Are you sure you didn’t identify them wrong? Why would anyone from Maple Leaf Market carry such priceless treasures into a battle where they might die?”

“I bought a Jasper Moon Fruit at an overseas auction and took it myself. I remember it well. How could I mistake one?” Wang Hao took the two fruits from the bag and gave one to each.

“Look at them yourselves. Could they be fake?”

The two fell silent at the sight. Even their scent invigorated them and seemed to loosen their cultivation bottlenecks.

“Well?” Wang Hao grinned at their stunned expressions. “Genuine goods at a fair price. Given the family’s precarious situation, every bit of strength counts. Father, Granduncle, you should enter seclusion immediately. Refine these fruits and break through. We need the power.”

The two elders exchanged glances. One had been stuck at the Early Stage for years; the other had hit a wall at the Mid-Stage. The desire for strength burned in their eyes, but duty held them back.

“If we both go into seclusion,” Wang Yanzhao said, furrowing his brow, “who will handle the family affairs?”

“Would the family collapse without you? Uncle Yanzhi and Wenyuan are here, and I will help too. Our clan members are gathered in Green Bull Market, and business is quiet, so affairs are easier to manage.”

Wang Longyou stroked his beard, considering. “That is true. Give this old man half a year… and I am confident I can reach the Late Foundation Establishment stage!”

“And you, Old Wang?” Wang Hao looked at his father with a teasing glint in his eye. “You reached Foundation Establishment ten years before I did, yet now I’ve left you in the dust. Don’t you feel a little competitive?”

“You smelly brat!” Wang Yanzhao laughed, swatting at him. “Fine! If my son is giving orders, I’ll listen. I’ll go into seclusion.”

He paused, his expression turning serious. “However, we cannot simply take these. Count them as your contribution to the clan. Your Granduncle and I will exchange our Contribution Points for them.”

Wang Longyou nodded firmly. “Correct. We cannot let Wang Hao suffer a loss for the public good. I have accumulated points for over a century; it should be enough.”

Wang Yanzhao had fewer points after supporting his family and Wang Hao, but they could put the difference on account. Wang Hao had many points himself and could lend him some.

“It’s settled then. No time to delay,” Wang Yanzhao stored the fruit carefully. He hesitated at the door, looking back at Wang Hao.

“While I am away… I leave the family to you. And, ah… please keep an eye on Wenrue. Give her some guidance. She is your sister, after all.”

Wang Yanzhao looked uncharacteristically awkward.

He realized his children with Li Dexi had ordinary spiritual roots and lacked drive; perhaps his own parenting was partly to blame.

His youngest daughter, Wang Wenrue, had recently tested positive for a Dual Spirit Root—Metal and Water. It was a fantastic talent, but the Wang family lacked suitable cultivation techniques for her attributes.

He did not trust himself to teach her, and Li Dexi was too indulgent to be a better choice.

He thought it better to send her to the clan school in the Transmission Hall to learn alongside other children, with Wang Hao as an example.