One Hundred Thousand Years of Qi Refining: I Sell Lifespans in the Cultivation World

Others cultivated immortality in pursuit of longevity. Shen Xiu was afraid his cultivation would get too high.

As a spiritual farmer with a "Lifespan Merchant" spiritual root, every blade of grass he planted and every fish he raised could be turned into lifespan. But the conversion rates were cruel: 100% during Qi Refining, plunging to 30% at Foundation Establishment.

And so the cultivation world gained a "good-for-nothing" at the second level of Qi Refining, who secretly controlled a source of longevity that even Golden Core elders coveted.

His family cast him aside? Perfect. That freed up spiritual fields for farming.

His talented clan brother, Shen Hao, was on the verge of Foundation Establishment and running out of lifespan. He knelt and begged for life-extending medicine on the black market? Shen Xiu smiled and handed him a pill. It had been made from spiritual rice that the man himself had thrown away.

The Golden Core cultivator Deadwood was nearing the end of his lifespan and offered a fortune for a substitute death talisman? Little did he know that the 500 years of lifespan in the talisman's paper had all come from spiritual rice Shen Xiu had harvested that very morning.

When the saints fought for supremacy and the world fell into ruin, Shen Xiu still sat by his muddy field, watching the big shots who were fighting until they were bloodied over a single one of his seeds.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.