Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest-Chapter 608 - : Yongle Patrol

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Chapter 608: Chapter 608: Yongle Patrol

The summer breeze swept across the hillside, stirring the thriving rice in the Spirit Fields. The verdant leaves danced along, brimming with vibrant vitality.

Wang Chen, wearing a straw hat, stood beside the ridge, his heart welling up with joy as he looked over the dozens of mu of flourishing Spiritual Rice.

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He had been in the Haotian Realm for over two months now, and Wang Chen had gradually integrated into this new world.

However, his method of integration was different from most, farming from dawn to dusk, engaged in the agricultural work that other cultivators disdained, yet finding joy in it.

He stood out decidedly as an oddity.

But Wang Chen was well aware that he had a unique talent in the realm of spiritual plants.

The rice he had planted and cultivated with his own hands was sentient, and it contained a hint of spirituality.

He could sense the happiness, joy, sorrow, pain, and fear of the rice plants.

Wang Chen also had his ways of soothing their emotions and helping them address any problems they encountered.

Until the rice grains matured!

In this communication process, incomprehensible to outsiders, Wang Chen perceived a trace of the spirit and wonder of nature and earth.

This greatly accelerated his assimilation into the Haotian Realm!

Therefore, aside from cultivating, Wang Chen spent more time tending to the Spirit Fields.

Seeking his “Way” in the new world.

Suddenly, Wang Chen’s ears twitched, and his gaze shifted to a patch of Spiritual Rice about a hundred paces away.

There was an unusual disturbance coming from there.

Without any hesitation, he pointed his finger in the air and struck out.

A pale golden Geng Metal Sword Qi shot instantly from his fingertip, speeding like lightning to a spot a hundred paces away before quietly branching into three strands.

Three Iron Helmet Locusts hiding among the rice leaves were simultaneously pierced through their heads.

Iron Helmet Locusts were a type of pest unique to the Haotian Realm’s Spirit Fields, their bodies covered by a shell-like armor strong in defense and adept at stealth and camouflage, not to mention their powerful leaping abilities.

These pests often appeared in groups, shifting quickly after attacking, using their jumping prowess to play a game of hide and seek with spiritual plant farmers, making them particularly troublesome.

However, they had the misfortune of encountering Wang Chen.

Whenever the Spiritual Rice faced danger, it would call out to Wang Chen for help. With a sweep of his Divine Sense, no pest could remain hidden.

His internal Sword Qi triggered through the Metal Life Finger was so powerful that not just pests, but even Spirit Monsters would not escape unscathed.

In fact, as Wang Chen eradicated the pests, he also practiced superior swordsmanship.

Sword Light Differentiation!

One into two, two into three, three into countless others!

This was an extremely profound technique of the sword, and Wang Chen was only just beginning to grasp it.

Though he held no sword in his hand, with a sword hidden within him and another in his Sea of Consciousness, he could still muster genuine Sword Qi.

The three Iron Helmet Locusts died utterly, their bodies falling to the ground with a thud.

The next moment, tender roots rapidly burrowed out from the soil, tightly wrapping around the locust corpses.

In the blink of an eye, the remains were dragged underground, out of sight.

The rice leaves rustled together, conveying feelings of gratitude and joy to Wang Chen.

Wang Chen smiled.

The creatures of the Haotian Realm really were different— even the Spiritual Rice consumed meat and enjoyed it!

The dozens of mu of Spirit Fields he had opened up were all planted with Green Jingmi.

Green Jingmi was a second-tier Spirit Rice, reportedly widely cultivated across the Nine States of Haotian for its high yield and drought resistance, making it the first choice for budding Spiritual Plant Farmers.

Wang Chen was thankful to Zhang Mushan for giving him a copy of “Haotian Spiritual Plants Introduction,” or else he wouldn’t have known that this rice variety needed to be fed meat from time to time to prevent a significant drop in yield.

A few unlucky Iron Helmet Locusts hardly even counted as an appetizer.

Green Jingmi could be planted twice a year, and when it was time for ear shooting, it needed the proper fertilization.

Even though there was still some time before that stage, Wang Chen needed to consider his fertilizer reserves.

Just as Wang Chen was pondering an excursion to hunt, suddenly a streak of light tore through the sky, plunging directly towards his location,

The atmosphere was hostile, the newcomer bode no good!

Wang Chen’s gaze sharpened, his hands gathered within his sleeves, ready for combat at a moment’s notice.

As the radiant light dispersed, a small flying warship revealed itself, descending not far from Wang Chen.

Wang Chen noticed that the words “Yongle Inspection” were starkly branded on the ship’s hull!

The language and script used in the Haotian Realm were no different from those in the Mountain and Sea Realm; Wang Chen would not mistake these seal characters, and his heart instantly turned solemn.

Zhang Mushan had once told him that the Yongle Immortal City sent out patrol teams at regular intervals to check on loose cultivators within their territory, and they would take away anyone without proper registration on the spot.

Those who resisted were met with instant death without discussion.

Speaking of the inspection teams from the Immortal City, Zhang Mushan’s tone was one of aversion.

He said they were nothing but Iron Helmet Locusts!

At this moment, the hatch opened, and five or six locusts—or rather, five or six cultivators dressed in dark gray uniforms—filed out.

In an instant, they surrounded Wang Chen!

One of the tall, thin cultivators scrutinized Wang Chen, his eyes venomous as if dipped in poison.

“Lord Zhu, this is the man!”

A horse-faced cultivator rushed forward from behind, pointing at Wang Chen and saying, “I suspect he is an unregistered resident from the Lower Realm!”

That person was none other than Li Chengdong from the Flying Catkins Camp!

The tall, thin cultivator “hmmphed” and commanded,” Take him!”

“Yes!”

The cultivators surrounding Wang Chen responded in unison, ready to seize him without any further discussion!

“Hold on!”

How could Wang Chen possibly allow himself to be captured without a fight?

He immediately produced his Loose Cultivator Identity Plaque,” I am already registered as a citizen, definitely not an unregistered resident from the Lower Realm, please discern the truth, milord!”

Seeing the Identity Plaque in Wang Chen’s hand, Li Chengdong suddenly looked as if he had his tail stepped on, his features bristling with anger,”Impossible! It must be fake, fake!”

“Please verify it, milord!”

Wang Chen offered the Identity Plaque to the tall, thin cultivator with both hands respectfully.

The latter took a deep look at him, then reached out and grabbed the Loose Cultivator Identity Plaque.

As they exchanged the item, a Storage Bag silently fell into the sleeve of the tall, thin cultivator.

The tall, thin cultivator weighed the Identity Plaque in his hand, seemingly in deep thought.

Then his expression softened considerably, “Wang Chen, right? Hmm, your identity checks out, you are not unregistered.”

With that, he handed back the Identity Plaque to Wang Chen,”A misunderstanding.”

Wang Chen felt a massive relief,”Milord is wise.”

Li Chengdong stood by, dumbfounded,”How, how is this possible…”

If Wang Chen was already registered, then how could he still be farming in the wilderness?

He even had the qualifications to join the Flying Catkins Camp!

“How dare you!”

The tall, thin cultivator turned on him,”Li Chengdong, what is your motive behind slandering someone?”

“I dare not!”

Frightened out of his wits, Li Chengdong stammered recklessly,”I, I am justified!”

“You are justified?”

The tall, thin cultivator scoffed,”His justification is even greater!”

“Take him away!”

The result was that the cultivators who had come to arrest Wang Chen now detained Li Chengdong and brought him back into the flying warship.

Wang Chen watched the patrol flying warship ascend and leave, exhaling a deep breath of pent-up frustration.