My Daily Life of Farming in the World of Cultivation-Chapter 42 - Spiritual Insect

Chapter 42: Chapter 42 Spiritual Insect

Several days later, after the urgent efforts of the Fang Family, a larger Silk Net was finally made.

“Clan Elder, it’s really troublesome for all of you!” Fang Yun, looking at Fang Lin who specially brought the Silk Net up the mountain, felt somewhat excited. Without the Silk Net in hand, Fang Yun could not completely relax.

Now he could finally be at ease.

“Clan Leader, you don’t need to say these polite words to me. As long as it helps you, these tasks are really nothing for us clansmen!” Fang Lin waved his hand and said.

Then he glanced at the lush spirit field, knowing these places were not where an ordinary person like himself should stay for long.

So he quickly added, “Clan Leader, since the item has been handed over to you, this old man has some other matters to attend to, so I’ll head back down the mountain now!”

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Fang Yun nodded. He indeed had many tasks to attend to next, so he didn’t keep Fang Lin.

Of course, the main reason was that there was nothing special to offer on the mountain.

Keeping him here, it would be awkward for himself instead.

After Fang Lin left, Fang Yun opened the Silk Net and found that the quality of this Silk Net was not much inferior to the previous one.

With this, he was relieved.

He put the Silk Net back in the cave. In the following days, Fang Yun stayed on the mountain, vigilant of the arrival of the Green Beetles.

Sure enough, just a few days after the Silk Net arrived, one night Fang Yun keenly sensed that familiar discomfort emanating from the Spirit Rice inside the cave.

Fang Yun grabbed the Silk Net and dashed out of the cave with quick steps.

Following the response of the Spirit Rice, he arrived next to the troubled plants.

Indeed, he saw that several stalks of Spirit Rice were infested with clusters of Green Beetles around the borders of the spirit field.

Fang Yun took a deep breath, placed the Silk Net to one side, and then with consecutive movements of his hands, he stripped off all the Green Beetles.

He had no other means of pest control and could only resort to such a primitive method.

It was only after reaching the third level of Qi Cultivation and learning another Spell of Chang Chun Skill, the Gold Qi Skill, that he could escape this predicament.

Fortunately, the first wave of Green Beetles wasn’t too numerous, so they didn’t catch Fang Yun off guard.

After dealing with the first wave of Green Beetles, Fang Yun hurriedly followed the same treatment process as the previous batch of Spirit Rice.

Using some bamboo sticks, he constructed a frame and then covered it with the Silk Net.

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After finishing all this, the next step was to wait for the swarm to arrive.

The next evening, a large number of Green Beetles emerged from some corner of Spirit Water Island.

Then they began to crazily crash into the Silk Net.

Fang Yun, already waiting there, watched the defense of the Silk Net without any negligence.

Meanwhile, he used the iron shovel in his hand to crush every Green Beetle that fell to the ground.

It was just one night, and the surroundings of the spirit field were littered with the bodies of Green Beetles.

The number was much higher than the previous maturity of the Spirit Rice.

However, this was normal since the quantity of Spirit Rice this time was five times more than the last.

The attraction to these pests was naturally stronger, which made sense.

But in the end, the Silk Net was reliable. Despite the impact of so many Green Beetles, not a single hole appeared.

This allowed Fang Yun to be slightly relieved.

But his relief didn’t last long before another night, a few days later.

Fang Yun was guarding the spirit field, watching the Green Beetles constantly strike against the Silk Net.

With the iron shovel in hand, he occasionally smashed the Green Beetles that fell to the ground.

At that moment, a commotion suddenly arose among the Green Beetles that were impacting the Silk Net.

Fang Yun instinctively sensed a trace of impending doom.

Under the moonlight, Fang Yun saw a bug emitting a faint luminescence approaching from a distance.

This insect was as big as a fist and incredibly fast, with a silvery white glow similar to moonlight all over its body.

In the blink of an eye, the insect had traveled the distance and was now in front of Fang Yun.

Seeing this, Fang Yun immediately realized it was a Spiritual Insect capable of absorbing Spiritual Energy.

Without the time to ponder why there was a Spiritual Insect on Spirit Water Island, Fang Yun’s heart immediately rose to his throat.

Facing such a Spiritual Insect, Fang Yun did not believe his Silk Net could withstand the other’s assault.

If the Silk Net was destroyed and then swarmed by the Green Beetles, then the Spirit Rice he had painstakingly cultivated would be completely lost.

Fang Yun did not dare to delay, channeling his Mana into the fine iron shovel in his hand.

The shovel immediately emitted a glow, and with a wave of Fang Yun’s hand, the shovel struck towards the approaching insect.

With a loud bang, the bug, radiating a silvery white light, was swatted away flying hundreds of meters like a batted baseball.

However, being a Spiritual Insect, it could not possibly be killed by a single swipe of the shovel.

The Spiritual Insect circled the sky for a few rounds hundreds of meters away before finally regaining its senses.

Then, with a buzzing from its wings, it rapidly charged towards Fang Yun again.

Fang Yun narrowed his eyes, knowing that another strike with the shovel would not kill it.

That would only enrage the insect further, leading to an endless tangle.

Currently, he needed to guard the Spirit Rice and didn’t have the luxury of time to get entangled with this insect.

Thus, Fang Yun transferred the shovel to his left hand and quietly gripped the Magic Artifact long knife in his right hand.

Mana surged into the fine iron shovel and the long knife simultaneously.

When the insect was before Fang Yun, he stood the shovel upright with his left hand, blocking the path of the insect.

Another loud noise ensued as the insect and the shovel collided once again.

The massive Impact Force nearly caused Fang Yun’s left hand to lose its grip on the shovel.

But the insect also stumbled from the collision, retreating a few meters in the air.

Seizing the opportunity, Fang Yun unsheathed the Magic Artifact knife, enveloped in Sword Energy, and then fiercely slashed at the body of the insect.

With a clang, Fang Yun’s Magic Artifact long knife felt as if it had struck fine iron, and he felt a substantial rebound force.

Fortunately, the Spiritual Insect was still slashed to the ground.

Fang Yun was surprised to see that the insect had only one of its wings cut off and was not cleaved in two.

After all, he had tested the sharpness of the long knife in his hands.

He didn’t expect this insect to have such a hard body.

Taking advantage of the situation, Fang Yun didn’t have time to think more, pressing the iron shovel down hard on the struggling insect.

After struggling frantically for a while, whether it was severely injured or had depleted its inner Spiritual Energy, the insect’s glow finally began to fade.

A dark green body was revealed.

Fang Yun squatted down, hesitated for a moment, and then, using the leftover Silk Net to wrap around his hand, cautiously grabbed the insect.

Ignoring its struggles, Fang Yun carefully examined the insect in his hand.

The whole insect was roughly the size of a fist, oval-shaped, like a giant beetle.

Its body was dark green, and the reason it appeared silvery earlier must have been related to the Spiritual Power within its body.

It was not its inherent color.