Li Tianran, who traveled through time and became the poorest master in the world of cultivation, inherited three inheritances when he opened his eyes:
A barren mountain with thin spiritual energy, a stupid disciple who drooled, and three spiritual dogs that were so hungry that they wanted to run away.
Oh, by the way, there is also an IOU for 30,000 spiritual stones, with a compound interest rate.
The system said: reclaim the spiritual fields, otherwise they will be wiped out.
The creditor said: Pay back the money at the end of the month, otherwise the land will be taken away.
The disciple said: Master, I am hungry.
Li Tianran rolled up his sleeves and picked up the gapped hoe.
Others practice immortality, swallowing clouds and spitting out mist in order to ascend.
He cultivated immortality, plowed the ground, watered the land and applied farmyard manure.
The specialties of other sects are exercises and magic weapons.
The specialties of his sect are - high-yield spiritual rice, artificially cultured spiritual animal meat, and the first spiritual food takeout assembly line in the world of cultivation.
Xuantianzong came to collect debts, but he sent them away with a cart of rice.
The alchemy pavilion came to ask for money, and he robbed the other party's elixir business.
When all the major immortal sects came to compete, his idiot disciple had already set up a stall with three dogs at the gate of the mountain:
"Freshly baked Linggu cakes, one for each ten Lingshi, queue up to buy, no credit will be given."
Many years later, the number one blessed place in the world of cultivation was listed on the market.
The leader, Li Tianran, stood on the ribbon-cutting stage and smiled at the crowd of big guys in the dark audience:
"The first pot of gold in our sect started with three dogs digging a hole."
[Farming + infrastructure + management + lighthearted and funny, a cool article about the counterattack of ants swallowing elephants, so you can enter the trap with confidence]
