Cultivation and Immortality: Starting with Farming and Grinding My Skills

[Transmigrating into the world of mortal cultivation + a grind-focused status panel + life skills + cautious survival + spiritual-plant farming + laid-back daily life + slow-burn, steadily overpowered progression + no heroine + no romance]

When Chen Ping transmigrated into the cultivation world, he thought that since he'd already joined an immortal sect, soaring through the clouds on a sword and enjoying carefree immortality would be a piece of cake.

Instead, overnight, the sect went bankrupt. The Sect Master and elders fled with everything they could carry, the disciples all scattered, and all that remained was a drafty mountain gate and a neglected herb garden overgrown with weeds.

He wanted to leave, but he was an orphan with nowhere to go.

He wanted to cultivate, but he had no spirit stones and no cultivation manual.

He wanted to seek refuge with relatives, but he had no relatives to turn to.

Luckily, his proficiency panel awakened.

[Soil Loosening Technique: Beginner]

[Sweet Rain Spell: Beginner]

[Pest Removal Technique: Not Learned]

While others practiced swordsmanship and fought with spells, Chen Ping swung a hoe. While others fought over caves, he mended fences. While others risked their lives in secret realms, he squatted in the herb garden, pulling weeds and removing pests.

He grinds the Soil Loosening Technique to perfection, turning barren earth into spiritual soil.

He grinds the Sweet Rain Spell to the pinnacle, and dead roots sprout again.

He practices the Pest Removal Technique until it gets downright uncanny, and poisonous insects become fertilizer.

Chen Ping only wanted to bring the ruined herb garden back to life, save up some spirit stones, and build himself a sturdy little home. But when the first batch of mutant spiritual plants matures, the alchemists at the market set their sights on his vegetables, rogue cultivators eye his land, and an old matter resurfaces in the broken sect abandoned by the elders who fled.

The ruined herb garden isn't barren land.

The poisonous insects aren't ordinary pests.

Behind the sect's bankruptcy, an unseen hand is at work.

Chen Ping lowered his eyes to his hoe.

Fine.

First, he'd better make the fence a little higher.