45: Chapter 45 Thick Earth Immortal Scripture

"Damn."

"Does it have to be this exaggerated?"

Zhao Mo took out the Iron Shovel and dug twice.

It was still a bit hard, but it was finally diggable.

"Thirty-six acres."

"How long will it take to dig all of this?"

Digging it himself was impossible, so he would just have to make him suffer.

Zhao Mo looked at Ox Martial, who was shaking his head in the spirit field, and thought to himself.

...

Star River Shop.

A shop specializing in custom Magical Artifacts, where Zhao Mo's flat shovel had been made.

"True Person Mo, this is?"

"Are you sure you want these things refined into Tier 3 Magical Artifacts?"

The ox halter and curved plow on the ground made the shop owner, Guo Tao, feel very awkward. Having refined Magical Artifacts for many years, he had never seen such strange things.

They were neither weapons nor protective Magical Artifacts; he couldn't figure out their purpose at all.

"Yes, use the best Materials."

"Calculate how many Spirit Stones it will cost."

Seeing Zhao Mo so determined, Guo Tao began to examine the items carefully.

"Do you want a one-to-one copy?"

Zhao Mo said, "Yes."

After some thought, Guo Tao said, "Three hundred Mid-Grade Spirit Stones per item."

"Since you are Senior Brother Chen's friend, I won't cheat you."

Zhao Mo did not hesitate.

"Here are sixty Mid-Grade Spirit Stones as a deposit. I will come to pick them up in seven days."

Guo Tao said, "Good."

For a Tier 3 Magical Artifact, seven days was not a problem at all for an Artifact Refiner at the third level of the Golden Core stage.

"May I ask, what are you using these Magical Artifacts for?"

Zhao Mo smiled and said, "Farming."

"Ah?"

Guo Tao's mouth twitched. Refining Magical Artifacts specifically for farming? Could this newly promoted Golden Core True Person, who had been in the spotlight recently, have something wrong with his head?

"What? Do you have more questions?" Zhao Mo asked, looking at the stunned Guo Tao.

"Ah?"

"No, no."

"True Person Mo, just come over in seven days."

Seven days passed in the blink of an eye.

When Zhao Mo returned to Star River Shop, Guo Tao had already finished refining the ox halter and the curved plow.

"Come, come, True Person Mo, see if they meet your requirements?"

Zhao Mo had actually spotted the Magical Artifacts in the corner at a glance.

The curved plow carried a faint gleam, and the plow tip revealed a sharp edge.

When he saw the ox halter, Zhao Mo said, "Is this Dragon Scale Wood? You've gone to a lot of trouble, True Person Guo."

Dragon Scale Wood was named for its resemblance to Dragon scales. Not only was the wood sturdy and durable, but its weight was only one percent of ordinary wood, making it the best Material for making an ox halter.

"Here are the remaining five hundred and forty Mid-Grade Spirit Stones."

"I'll take the Magical Artifacts now."

Zhao Mo handed the Spirit Stones to Guo Tao and casually collected the Magical Artifacts from the floor.

Declining Guo Tao's warm invitation to stay, Zhao Mo returned directly to Tianfeng Valley.

The next day.

Ox Martial was harnessed into the ox halter again.

"Huh, it's quite light."

"This kid, has he been busy with this lately?"

Ox Martial had thought Zhao Mo had given up on plowing the fields, but he hadn't expected Zhao Mo to have gone to prepare tools. This had caused a misunderstanding.

"Alright."

"Let's go."

Crack.

The sound of the ox-driving whip rang out again.

Ox Martial stretched his neck and pulled hard.

The curved plow moved slowly.

After walking a few dozen steps, Ox Martial couldn't take it anymore; this kind of labor was completely unbearable for him.

Crack.

"Move!"

This time, the ox-driving whip struck Ox Martial on the butt.

The intense pain made Ox Martial jump.

He lunged forward a few steps.

"Moo! Moo!"

The sudden whip strike made Ox Martial cry out.

"Damn it, he hit me again!"

"Ahhh!"

"When I recover, I will definitely kill him."

Ox Martial's eyes turned red, and he lowered his head and marched forward.

Crack.

Another whip sound.

Ox Martial quickened his pace.

A day passed just like that.

The thirty-six acres of spirit fields were just over half plowed.

Under the moonlight,

Ox Martial panted heavily, lying directly on the ground with his four hooves in the air.

If not for his rising and falling belly, Zhao Mo would have been afraid he'd worked him to death.

The difficulty of plowing these thirty-six acres of spirit fields was completely unexpected.

"Eat, eat."

"One more day tomorrow and we'll be done plowing."

Zhao Mo placed two buckets in front of Ox Martial—one containing mutated white orchid fruit and the other containing enlightenment spirit wine—along with a high pile of hybrid spirit rice straw.

It could only be said that Zhao Mo had done everything he could; he believed he had not treated his plow ox unfairly.

However, hearing that he had to plow the fields again tomorrow, Ox Martial just wanted to die.

Endless, isn't it?

Looking at Zhao Mo's back, his eyes gleamed with malice.

Should he charge up and kill him?

Then, thinking of Zhao Mo's cultivation, he feared he would be repelled by his Golden Core-level protective magical power before even hitting him.

"Forget it, Master Niu will endure it."

The next day, just at dawn.

Ox Martial was dragged out by Zhao Mo.

"Giddy up."

"Turn left."

[You have completed plowing the spirit field, EXP +20.]

After another full day of hard work, as the sun set, Zhao Mo finally heard that familiar sound again.

"Damn it, this work is really not meant for humans."

"No wonder these spirit fields have been abandoned for so many years."

After finishing the plowing, not only was Zhao Mo's magical power exhausted, but his left hand, which had held the curved plow, was also incredibly sore.

"You silly ox, just stay in the spirit field yourself; there are no outsiders in Tianfeng Valley anyway."

"I really have no strength left."

Zhao Mo dragged his exhausted body back to the Leisurely Residence at the valley entrance.

As for Ox Martial, he only woke up after more than ten days.

From the starlight that flashed in his eyes, one could tell that his gains this time were not small.

"Thick Earth Immortal Scripture?"

After hiding for so long, Ox Martial had finally comprehended a little bit of the Immortal scripture from the iron ring.

At the same time, he learned the name of this Immortal scripture: Thick Earth Immortal Scripture. It used the power of the earth to strengthen the Physical Body and Primordial Spirit of the Ox Clan.

Cultivated to the end, as long as one stood on the earth, one would be immune to all techniques and unharmed by all things; it could be said to be an invincible position.

"Such a Heaven-Defying scripture, I have finally comprehended it."

Although it was just the surface, compared to before, it was a massive gain.

"The suffering from a few days ago was not in vain."

At the same time, Ox Martial was also resentful. Who on earth was playing such tricks on their Ox Clan?

Without plowing the fields and enduring hardship, one couldn't even comprehend the Immortal scripture?

Looking at the nearby Leisurely Residence, a flash of inspiration hit Ox Martial, and he thought of a reasonable explanation.

"This?"

"Could it be a test to obtain the Immortal scripture?"

"But why is it Zhao Mo? Is it because this iron ring is in his hands?"

Ox Martial was filling in the blanks in his own mind.

Then, he walked with heavy steps back to his own ox shed.

...

"Why?"

"Chen Yuxiang and Fu Tianhua were only punished to Jingsi Valley?"

"Zhao Mo goes to Tianfeng Valley to farm spirit rice? Is this a reward or a punishment? Why is the Sect Leader so biased?"

"I refuse to accept this!!!"

In a glowing white jade bottle, a Golden Core was jumping up and down.

If Zhao Mo were here, he would definitely recognize this as the Golden Core that Liu Xinzhi had escaped with.

He was currently soaked in the green liquid inside the white jade bottle, still screaming crazily.

"Enough, Xinzhi."

"You used the Exploding Flame Thunder Bead to slaughter the people of Wang Town. You should have been destroyed body and soul. It is already a great fortune that you were able to keep your Golden Core."

"As for the punishment of Zhao Mo and the others, that was a decree issued by the Sect Leader himself. How is it our place to gossip about it?"

"Hmph, it is because the Liu Clan has too many traitors and lackeys like you that it has fallen to this point."

Liu Xinzhi in the green liquid continued to scream.