Growing People, Starting with The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber

Peach trees bear peaches. Pear trees bear pears. So what can you grow by planting people like trees? Heads poked up from the soil all over the orchard. These people had been planted in the ground, but they weren't dead. In fact, they could talk to one another. Some cursed, some didn't care, and some were even smiling happily. No one could see the great trees growing on their bodies, lush with branches and leaves, their boughs laden with plump fruit. Lin Yuan stood beside the orchard, his face full of satisfaction at the harvest. But when he turned around, he found himself facing the entire jianghu: countless martial artists armed with swords and sabers, all seething with murderous intent, some wary of him, others full of hatred. Wudang, Shaolin, Emei... Wait! Why aren't you attacking Bright Peak? Why are you coming to my orchard instead, and bringing people from the Ming Cult along with you? Abbess Miejue, are you serious? “Forget it. Since you're here, you may as well all go into my orchard!” Wielding a shovel, Lin Yuan planted everyone who came knocking into the orchard. Then he planted one transmigrator after another and grew a fruit of a color he'd never seen before.