Cultivating Immortality in the Deep Mountains: I Slowly Cultivated the Way with My Spirit Field

After transmigrating into the world of immortal cultivation as a good-for-nothing with no spiritual roots, Chen Shi was dumped in the perilous Soulbreak Ridge, with only a patch of barren farmland and a rundown hut to his name.

While everyone else fought over treasures and killed for them, he scraped by working the soil.

Then one morning, the dew he casually sprinkled on his field made withered seedlings sprout and ordinary earth yield gold.

From then on, whatever he planted in his spiritual field flourished: innate spiritual roots, ten-thousand-year-old lingzhi, and even... the legendary Dao Seed.

And all the prodigies who once mocked him for being useless were eventually "worked into" the earth by him.

Thousands of years later, a legend arose in the immortal world: on the day he ascended, he shouldered his hoe and strode into the heavens.