Lingjiao Archipelago, Lingjiao Island, where the Tian Family, a Foundation Establishment Family, is located.
Before dawn, Tian Xiaobao already carried his spirit hoe and left Lingjiao Market.
Along the way, many Tian Clan and some spiritual farmers who rented Tian Family's Spirit Rice fields were hurrying towards the Ding District of the Tian Family's Spirit Rice fields.
"Xiaobaozi, you're up so early again!"
An old man with gray hair and beard called out to a chubby little boy.
"It's Eighth Uncle, you're also so early! Have you eaten yet?"
Tian Xiaobao responded with a smile.
This old man, Tian Youwei, was two generations above Tian Xiaobao among the Cultivators in the Family who could Cultivate, and his Cultivation was in the Middle Stage of Qi Condensation.
"It's just that I got too engrossed in Cultivating yesterday, and I'm still a bit excited, so I came a bit early."
The old man explained with a smile, then sighed.
"Cultivating is good! Unlike that grandson of mine, he's simply a scoundrel, not Cultivating properly, unlearned and unskilled. His father should beat him severely!"
"Xiaobaozi, you've really changed a lot over the past year!"
The old uncle said with emotion, his gaze falling on Tian Xiaobao, revealing a hint of relief.
"It seems that incident still had a big impact on you, but thankfully, you didn't become depressed or degenerate because of it. Instead, you've had some positive changes."
Tian Xiaobao listened quietly to the old uncle's words, his lips moving slightly, revealing a faint, self-mocking smile, but he didn't respond.
He understood in his heart that the incident the old uncle was referring to was the accidental death of his parents a year ago.
That was a heartbreaking blow for him, and a turning point in his life.
That's right, Tian Xiaobao was actually a Transmigrator.
A year ago, when he learned the tragic news of his parents' passing, the grief in his heart surged like a tide. At that moment, he suddenly had an Awakening of his past life memories.
Those memories flashed continuously in his mind like a movie, making him realize that he was not a native of this world.
Unknowingly, Tian Xiaobao had already arrived in front of his own Spirit Rice field.
This Spirit Rice field was located in the Ding District of the Spirit Rice field area on Lingjiao Island, and it was one of his Family's important assets.
Tian Xiaobao stood quietly by the Spirit Rice field, his gaze fixed on the lush green field, a sense of indescribable familiarity welling up in his heart.
This Spirit Rice field held extraordinary significance for him; it had witnessed not only his parents' growth but also his own.
He slowly took out a token from his In arms, which was the key to entering the Spirit Rice field.
This token seemed ordinary, but its surface was engraved with dense runes, which contained mysterious power.
Tian Xiaobao took a deep breath and injected his Spiritual Qi into the token.
The runes on the token instantly glowed, emitting a faint light.
Immediately after, a huge Formation appeared before him like a barrier, enveloping the entire Spirit Rice field.
This Formation was clearly meticulously designed and arranged. It could not only effectively protect the Spirit Rice field and prevent external intrusions, but also had a certain Spirit Gathering effect, making the Spiritual Qi within the Spirit Rice field more concentrated.
Tian Xiaobao looked at the Formation in front of him, and couldn't help but miss his parents.
The colossal Formation emitted a powerful suction, like a super vacuum cleaner, continuously drawing in the free Spiritual Qi from the surrounding air and then continuously injecting it into the Spirit Rice field.
Just as this magical scene was unfolding, a tiny opening suddenly appeared on the Formation. This opening was neither too big nor too small, just enough for Tian Xiaobao to pass through easily.
Holding the token, Tian Xiaobao stepped into the Spirit Rice field without the slightest hesitation, resolute.
Upon entering the Spirit Rice field, his gaze was immediately drawn to the lush green Spirit Rice.
These Spirit Rice were almost ready for harvest, each stalk growing exceptionally strong, and the grains looked fuller and rounder than before.
Tian Xiaobao smiled with satisfaction. He nodded gently, feeling very pleased with his previous efforts.
Immediately after, he took a deep breath and began to cast the Spirit Rain Technique.
He moved his hands rapidly, skillfully using the Spiritual Qi within his body, and recited the incantation for the Spirit Rain Technique.
As the incantation was recited, runes gradually appeared on his fingertips. These runes seemed alive, leaping and flickering in the air.
As the runes continuously emerged, the sky above the Spirit Rice field also began to change. The originally clear sky was gradually enveloped by continuously gathering dark clouds.
Immediately after, a surprising scene appeared—the dark clouds began to slowly descend, transforming into a mist-like Spirit Rain, gently sprinkling down among the Spirit Rice.
This Spirit Rain seemed to possess a magical power. Upon touching the Spirit Rice, it quickly penetrated, nourishing each stalk of Spirit Rice.
In the blink of an eye, the leaves of the Spirit Rice were covered with crystal-clear water droplets. Under the sunlight, these water droplets sparkled like pearls, making the Spirit Rice even more verdant and vibrant.
Tian Xiaobao then silently chanted in his mind:
"System."
That's right, this was the Golden Finger Tian Xiaobao obtained when he had an Awakening of his past life memories.
"Name: Tian Xiaobao"
"Age: 16"
"Cultivation: Qi Condensation First Layer (78/100)"
"Cultivation Technique: Hou Tu Technique (Beginner 34/100)"
"Spell: Spirit Rain Technique (Proficient 5/500)"
"Experience: 0"
Tian Xiaobao stared intently at the System panel. When he saw that the proficiency of the Spirit Rain Technique had increased by another point, an indescribable excitement surged within him.
Although he still didn't know how to gain experience, the fact that the System allowed him to see his small progress already gave him endless motivation.
This tangible growth was precisely the source of motivation that encouraged him to continue to Cultivate diligently.
Just then, the Spiritual Qi in the Spirit Rain Technique gradually dissipated, and the rain mist that had filled the air gradually thinned until it completely disappeared.
Tian Xiaobao took a short breath, then immediately cast a second Spirit Rain Technique without hesitation.
Repeating this cycle, he continuously cast the Spirit Rain Technique, nourishing the Spirit Rice on three acres of land one by one.
However, as time passed, Tian Xiaobao's face gradually turned pale, and fine beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead. He could clearly feel his body becoming heavier and heavier, as if an invisible force was dragging him down, making it difficult for him to support himself.
Finally, when the last drop of Spirit Rain fell and the Spirit Rice on five acres of land had all been nourished by the Spirit Rain Technique, Tian Xiaobao breathed a sigh of relief, but his body was already swaying precariously.
"Alas, my Cultivation is still too low!" Tian Xiaobao sighed helplessly, "With my Cultivation at the First Layer of Qi Condensation, I can't even cast the Spirit Rain Technique on my own five acres of land in one go. I'm too weak."
As he lamented, he slowly sat down, adjusted his breathing, and circulated his Cultivation Technique to recover his depleted Spiritual Qi.
