Isn't It Delicious to Farm?

Although I, Lin, cannot practice cultivation, I can farm! The Dao of the Universe is my bodyguard; Tiandao himself used 999 top-quality spiritual roots to refine a house for me, the fruit I ate was a divine fruit that started thousands of years ago, the pet I kept was a five-clawed golden dragon, the flowers I admired were Golden Lotus of the Dao, and the meat I ate was free-range phoenix meat. It's not that I, Lin, am arrogant, it is no exaggeration to say that there is really nothing in the world that can make me, Lin, fancy. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.