I Led My Whole Sect to Ascension Through Farming

My next novel will be *Growing Old Together (Double Rebirth)*. The blurb is below. If you're interested, my lovely readers, please add it to your collection! After upgrading her game manor to the maximum level, Yu Qingqing suddenly found herself transmigrated into the head of a small cultivation sect. The good news was that the cultivation world had recently fought a great war against the demon race and was now at peace. The bad news was... Her sect was destitute and sparsely populated. Its remaining disciples either had terrible talent or were too badly injured to treat. Yu Qingqing: What a miserable sect. Fortunately, the game manor she'd spent ages grinding and spending money to upgrade had come with her. Looking at her worried disciples, whose eyes were full of admiration, Yu Qingqing waved a hand grandly. "Don't worry. Your sect leader will farm to support you all." But... She planted ordinary spirit herbs in the morning. At noon, the game manor notified her that something unusual had happened in the spirit fields. When Yu Qingqing went to look that afternoon, tribulation lightning struck, and several fine magical treasures fell to the ground because they'd grown too ripe. Yu Qingqing: Oh? The disciple with terrible talent: Not enough cultivation? Magical treasures will make up for it? To test her theory, Yu Qingqing planted an herb rumored to be the best remedy for injuries and illness the next morning. Sure enough, the game manor again notified her that something unusual had happened in the spirit fields. When Yu Qingqing opened the door the next day, she found the tall ears of the spirit herbs densely covered in healing pills. Yu Qingqing: I see. The disciple with injuries too severe to treat: So we're suddenly saved? -- At the cultivation tournament, disciples from the Bishui Sect were mocked for looking poor and shabby, like country bumpkins from some backwater village. The humble Bishui Sect disciples nodded repeatedly. That's right. Our sect is tiny, we make a living by farming, and we really are country bumpkins from some backwater village. Until they stepped onto the fighting platform. When disciples from the other sects saw the Bishui Sect members holding thousand-year-old magical treasures in one hand and the world's finest spirit pills in the other, they fell silent. After quite some time, they all wondered from the bottom of their hearts: Are these country bumpkins? Yu Qingqing waved a hand calmly. "We're nothing special. We're just country bumpkins who make a living by farming." -- After becoming the greatest sect in the cultivation world, Yu Qingqing lived like an emperor, with food brought to her and clothes put on her. One day, the sect received an invitation to join a campaign against the demon race. Yu Qingqing rolled her eyes. "Demon Lord Xie Qixian is exceptionally gifted, graceful, and highly accomplished. Under his leadership, the demon race is flourishing. Why should we attack him?" Unbeknownst to her, a disciple sweeping outside heard her words. His ears and neck turned bright red as he thought: Th-this woman has no shame. What on earth is she saying? The revisions are complete. Enjoy! Blurb for *Growing Old Together (Double Rebirth)* Before her rebirth, everyone said Emperor Zhao Shurang was mild-mannered, courteous, and a perfect gentleman. Only Liang Shijuan knew that Zhao Shurang was a deranged, obsessive, sinister, and cruel man. After her rebirth, everyone said the Seventh Prince Zhao Shurang was ruthless and cold-hearted. Once again, only Liang Shijuan knew that Zhao Shurang loved her to the depths of his soul and was completely sincere. -- As Liang Shijuan lay dying in her previous life, she took one last look at Zhao Shurang, standing in the courtyard. By then, Zhao Shurang was past forty, fine lines already appearing at the corners of his eyes. Liang Shijuan thought: Forget it. I'm already dead. Let bygones be bygones. I'll call it even with him. Later, Liang Shijuan was reborn at sixteen, before she had ever gotten involved with Zhao Shurang. Before she could even be happy, she discovered that Zhao Shurang had also been reborn! Not only had he been reborn, he was even more deranged than in his previous life. Liang Shijuan would never forget the sight of Zhao Shurang gripping the neck of the person who had made things difficult for her, his eyes red-rimmed as he told her, "A Yuan, I will marry you and make you my empress." Liang Shijuan: ...Why let bygones be bygones? I need to restrain this madman, before he strangles someone to death. -- Zhao Shurang loved Liang Shijuan. He loved her deeply, with all his heart. But he had never been a good person. To get his revenge, he needed the chancellor's influence, so he married the chancellor's daughter. Then he ascended the throne. Later, he heard that Liang Shijuan was looking for a husband, apparently a poor scholar. So Zhao Shurang steeled himself and summoned Liang Shijuan to the palace, but he couldn't protect her. Liang Shijuan died, and Zhao Shurang slaughtered half the court. Later, he too was reborn. Looking at the still-young Liang Shijuan, Zhao Shurang lowered his eyes. He thought: He could give up anything, but Liang Shijuan was the one person he didn't want to, couldn't bear to, and would never let go of. Even if it meant she would hate him. Premise: Good and evil are repaid in the end. Don't do anything you would be ashamed of.