Everyday Farming in the Immortal Realm

Ye Chen Ge transmigrates to a cultivation world with an account from a fantasy martial arts game, becoming the only elder left at the Spirit Beast Sect, which was devastated by a calamity. This is a cruel world where the strong prey on the weak, and people kill for treasure. And Ye Chen Ge... is a hopelessly weak healer, and a clumsy player who can barely manage to keep his teammates alive. Ye Chen Ge flops down in despair. I'm just a laid-back player who loves crafting and gathering. Why did I get handed a script about fighting monsters, leveling up, and exploring mazes? I quit... But when he sees the sect's spirit beasts shivering with hunger and cold, he can't help but soften when they rub their furry heads against him. Ye Ming Ge decides to stay and find another way to grow stronger. No spirit herbs? Grow them! No immortal pills? Brew them! To feed all those fluffy little creatures, Ye Chen Ge, whose every crafting skill is maxed out, rolls up his sleeves and gets to work. He sells medicine, equipment, and magical treasures, and before he knows it, he's turned the Spirit Beast Sect into a financial powerhouse in the cultivation world. What, someone's here to steal from us? Take this pill: critical hit chance +30%, spell damage +50%. Go get them, Pipi Beast! Wait, hold on. That big black dog over there is surrendering. Why don't we figure out how to get him to sign a contract of servitude... Big black dog: Whimper... * A hardworking, gentle top who gets rich and loves money x a fierce-looking but gentle and obedient big black dog bottom who guards the mountain. All the spirit beasts in this story can take human form. * The game account is original, so you don't need to play games to enjoy the story. Also known as: #The Crafting Expert's Daily Life in the Cultivation World# #All Those Years of Grinding My Crafting Skills to Baldness Weren't for Nothing# #Everyone Who Looked Down on Crafting Classes Paid a Huge Stupidity Tax#