Lin Xuan is driven out of his family and sent to the countryside. On the surface, he's a good-for-nothing young master, living in a run-down house and working barren fields. With nothing but an ancient well and a book called The Sutra of All Things Growing, he slowly turns his life around.
He doesn't rely on a System, quests, or status panels.
He relies on farming.
The spirit rice he grows can help people break through.
The green fruits he grows can heal hidden injuries.
A bowl of porridge he cooks can reconnect the severed meridians of a down-and-out Sword Venerable.
A cup of tea he brews can briefly bring a senile old man back to his senses.
A patch of land he tends on a whim eventually gives rise to a dragon vein, a spirit mountain, and a divine dynasty.
Others think he's all alone, someone anyone can trample on.
But those who actually step into the little courtyard in the green hills know the truth:
The old beggar sweeping the ground once subdued Qingzhou with a single sword strike.
The old apothecary pulling weeds once had an entire sect begging him for a pill.
The lame blacksmith once commanded a hundred thousand iron cavalry.
The little girl by Lin Xuan's side was once a lofty empress.
And Lin Xuan, sitting by the well and washing rice, is the real reason these people chose to stay.
