The Risks of Dating a Sword Immortal

This story is complete! I'm shamelessly asking you to add my new stories to your to-read list. One is "Take Down That White Lotus." It's a system quick-transmigration story with a sarcastic male lead and his system, which is a huge fan of Bolshevism. It might turn out a little silly. The other is "A Feasibility Report on Farming and Raising a Sword Cultivator." I'm planning a short story about a delicate but wealthy landlord gong who pretends to be weak while hiding his strength, and a righteous sword immortal shou who is absurdly powerful but dirt-poor. It's about a trust crisis in the cultivation world, with both of them deceiving each other. Blurb: Yu Zhong found an unconscious sword cultivator in his spiritual fields. The man had crushed two rows of spiritual rice Yu Zhong had just planted. How could he put up with that? If you don't replant those seedlings today, you're going to be fertilizer in my fields, sword cultivator. As Yu Zhong fed the sword cultivator medicine, he plotted how to put this laborer to work. His large fields needed workers lately. This guy looked like a wreck, and the only decent thing he had was a sword. He didn't even have a scabbard, so he was probably broke. It would be great if he could work off his debt. Before Ji Pingzhou had even opened his eyes, he was already saddled with a massive debt. One of the top three spirit swords in the cultivation world had been stuck in a field and put to work as a hoe. When Ji Pingzhou opened his eyes, he saw his spirit sword digging furrows in a rice paddy like a dog eager to please. The sword spirit was still checking whether its furrows were up to standard. Was this really the same spirit sword that never drew its blade without good reason? Where was its dignity! Seeing its master wake up, the sword spirit said sheepishly, "Well, that landlord said he'd get me a scabbard." You let yourself be bought with a scabbard? The sword spirit spread its hands. I've followed you for so many years, and you never gave me a scabbard. What's wrong with doing a little work? This is called earning a living. Ji Pingzhou said, How could a landlord with just two mu of land afford a decent scabbard? The sword spirit flew over and smacked its master. You're a broke loser who doesn't even own two mu of land. Ji Pingzhou: I'm the Grand Elder of the greatest sword sect! The sword spirit nodded. But you're broke, and right now your cultivation is weaker than that landlord's. The powerful cultivator, whose cultivation had been suppressed after failing his tribulation, was now under a lot of pressure. Which farm can teach the best rice planting? Urgent! A delicate but wealthy landlord gong who hides his strength, and a righteous sword immortal shou who is absurdly powerful but dirt-poor. Story blurb: One unlucky college student transmigrates, and now he doesn't have to worry about his graduation project. Actually, he doesn't have to graduate at all! The leap from figuring out how to germinate seeds to keeping himself alive is enormous. If you fall in love with a tree, you don't need to learn a foreign language. If you fall in love with a sword immortal, you'd better watch out for a physical bald spot. A college student transmigrates to the cultivation world, stretching his sixteen years of education out indefinitely while also having to worry about surviving. This is way too hard. Xie Qing says there's no chance he'll transmigrate and become the chosen one. In the cultivation world, finding someone powerful to cling to is the only survival guide! Nothing can stump an outstanding college student! Not even going bald! (Just kidding.) Feng Zhenren x Xie Qing I'll update diligently, so read with confidence! Shamelessly asking you to add it to your library! New chapters every day at 9 a.m., and bonus chapters at 9 p.m. The commissioned cover is here! I really love it, so I'll work even harder to do it justice. Theme: A college student uses what he learned to change his fate