Don't Call Me a Saint, I Just Came to Farm

Other people are tested and found to have Heavenly Spiritual Roots. Lu Qinghe is given planting advice instead.

[Wood Affinity: Superior.]

[Spiritual Root Undetermined. Recommend covering with soil to promote growth.]

[Remember to keep it moist.]

The elders of the immortal sect spent ages examining him before finally deciding: They wouldn't take him in just yet. They were afraid they couldn't keep him alive.

Unable to pursue immortality, Lu Qinghe, a graduate student in agricultural science, had no choice but to go farm for a sect so he and his younger sister could eat their fill.

But the moment he picked up a hoe, he heard the spiritual rice screaming:

"Stop fertilizing me! One more spoonful and I'll be ripe!"

From then on, his path to immortality gradually veered off course.

While others apprenticed themselves to masters to learn swordsmanship, he squatted in the fields investigating fertilizer damage.

While others secluded themselves to break through, he spent all night chasing down a sweet potato that could run away.

While others presented a thousand-year-old spirit ginseng to congratulate the grandmaster on emerging from seclusion, he pulled it up and studied it. "Why does this root look just like the grandmaster?"

The grandmaster went straight back into seclusion.

But as he kept farming, Lu Qinghe began to realize something was wrong.

Why did the so-called "Heavenly Punishment" only strike villages that refused to hand over their fields? Why did someone always buy up the grain in advance whenever there was talk of "depleted earth energy"? And that Warm-Earth Spirit Sand the sect had paid a fortune for...

Why did it give even a bug diarrhea, yet you want to dump three tons of it into the fields?

While the immortal sects under heaven were fighting tooth and nail over spiritual veins, Lu Qinghe was already carrying his hoe to find the sewage outlet upstream.

Later, the nine great sacred lands gathered and invited him to take the position of their Holy Son.

Lu Qinghe didn't accept the crown.

First, he took out his experiment records.

"Let's talk about making me a saint later."