I Grow Spirit Fields in the Cultivation World

[Farming] + [System] + [Lighthearted] + [Slow-Paced] After transmigrating to the world of cultivation, I become a menial disciple with a useless Five-Element Spiritual Root and am dumped on a barren mountain to die. But I unexpectedly awaken the [Shennong System]. While everyone else struggles to absorb spiritual energy, I can raise my cultivation just by farming. When my fellow disciples fight to the death over a single low-grade spirit stone, the hybrid spirit rice I grow is already yielding ten thousand catties per acre, imbued with the Dao's essence. When the sects bash each other's heads in over a low-grade spiritual vein, the supreme-grade spiritual vein I've planted with my own hands already stretches for a hundred miles. Later, the Demon Lord lays waste to the world, the Immortal Emperor falls, and spiritual roots wither across the cultivation world. I stand before the ten thousand acres of divine farmland I've reclaimed and gently raise a hand. “Welcome to my farm.”