Chapter 512.

Levitating above the spiritual field, Wang Chen pinched his hand with a spell.

As his magic power was stimulated, the water vapor that filled the space around him quickly gathered over and condensed into churning clouds.

A light rain then fell.

Although the rain did not contain the slightest bit of heaven and earth spiritual qi, the pure Yin qi it contained was the best tonic to nourish the Three Ying Valley.

The Three Ying Valley should actually be called the Three Yin Valleys, relying on the Yin water, Qi and earth to reproduce and grow.

And what Wang Chen had just cast was precisely the Spirit Plant Fu spell that he had mastered a long time ago, but had hardly used again since then – the Spring Breeze and Rain Fertilizing Spell.

This spell was currently only at the minor achievement realm because it had been cast so few times.

But it was enough.

A grain seed that had been moisturized by rainwater silently sank into the soil.

A thin white root then broke out of the shell and derived deeper into the soil.

A little green shoot sprouted!

In just one incense stick of work, the hundred acres of spirit field was already full of grain seedlings.

These turquoise green seedlings undoubtedly added a touch of brightness to this gray world.

But Wang Chen was well aware of their fragility.

Sowing the seeds was also just the beginning.

Next, Wang Dust threw down a thumb-thick thorn seed around the spiritual field.

The two ends were pointed with a rounded bulge in the center, and the surface was covered with black sharp thorns that were very solid.

This was the seed of the Black Iron Thorn.

And this time, Wang Chen applied the Withering Art to every seed that was sown.

Compared to the Spring Breeze and Rain Fertilizing Technique, Wang Chuan’s attainments in the Withering Technique were undoubtedly too much stronger.

A Black Iron Thorn seed began to grow just after it entered the soil, quickly pulling out long, thin vines that extended in the direction of the periphery.

It desperately extracted the nutrients from the soil, as well as the surrounding Yin Qi, and became thick at an astonishing speed.

The green vine branches turned black in the blink of an eye, and the epidermis became tough and grew a sharp spine.

Half a cup of tea later, a colorful flower bloomed in the thorn bush.

The petals of these flowers were fat and thick, and their surfaces were covered with purple, blue and pink spots.

And the stamens of the flowers emitted a rich and sweet fragrance.

A small insect flying from a short distance away was lured by the fragrance of the flowers and landed on top of the stamens.

As a result, the petals of the blooming flower instantly closed.

When the petals opened again, the insect had disappeared.

Under Wang Chen’s control, a single Black Iron Thorn had drawn vines and blossomed into full bloom.

They entangled with each other, forming a tight line of defense around the spiritual field.

This line of defense did not protect against evil spirits and demons, but it could intercept and trap the bug critters that were destroying the spirit field as well as the spirit valley.

The West Sea Sect had been pioneering in the Netherworld for hundreds of years, and had long since researched a set of practical and useful methods for planting fields.

The San Ying Valley that Wang Chen had previously sown, as well as the current Black Iron Thorns, were the fruits of the sect’s continuous cultivation!

It was only that the Withering Technique was excellent for cultivating Black Iron Thorns, and could quickly form a “line of defense”, but it couldn’t be used to plant San Ying Valley – the rapidly ripened spiritual grain didn’t have much spiritual qi.

Finally, Wang Chen inserted a few scarecrows around the spiritual field.

These scarecrows belonged to magic weapon level puppets, and their function was to provide vigilance.

Once the spiritual field encountered a threat, the scarecrows would immediately alert Wang Dust, who was sitting in the guardhouse, so that he could respond in time.

Only after the setup was completed did Wang Dust return to the guardhouse.

In the cultivation quiet room, he took out the Hongmeng Purple Qi that Realist Changhe had bestowed upon him.

Wang Chen carefully opened the cork of the jade bottle containing the Hongmeng Violet Qi, extracted a trace of Hongmeng Violet Qi that was thinner than a hair, and then inhaled it deeply into his nostrils.

After this pure to the extreme violet qi entered his body, it instantly traveled down to the dantian and swam all over his body, and finally went through Wang Chuan’s refining and became part of his cultivation.

Compared to the ordinary Great Sun Violet Qi, the cultivation effect of Hongmeng Violet Qi was excellent.

Basically, after one week of Great Circulation, Wang Chen’s Innate Five Elements Technique would increase by 1 point of experience value.

At this rate, his promotion to the fifth level of the Violet Mansion was just around the corner.

However, a strand of Hongmeng Purple Qi couldn’t withstand such consumption, and all Wang Chen could do was to maximize the effects of this top-tier heavenly treasure to enhance his base and foundation.

In contrast, the breakthrough of the realm was rather less important.

In the following days, besides regularly going out to inspect the spirit fields every day and eradicating the weeds that grew in the fields, Wang Chuan spent most of his time staying in the guardhouse to cultivate.

Every once in a while, he would receive a talismanic message from Mou Guangji.

There was some understanding of the outside world and the situation of other fellow disciples.

What was rather bizarre was that Wang Chen’s life in the Yin Underworld Top Region was actually more stable and quiet now than it was in the Western Sea Sect.

But his intuition told him that this was merely an illusion.

If the Yin Underworld was so harmless, then it would have been completely conquered by the Western Sea Sect long ago!

On this day, Wang Chen was meditating in his quiet room when his mind suddenly shook.

He suddenly opened his eyes while sacrificing a sword light to swipe out of the guardhouse, visiting the sky above the Spirit Field in an instant.

A scarecrow had just transmitted an alert to him.

The hundred acres of spirit field reclaimed by Wang Dust, right now all the grain seedlings had grown to half a foot tall and were growing very well.

Within the boundaries of the spirit field, the Yin Qi was weakened drastically, and there was a large amount of extra vitality.

It was pleasing to the eye to look at.

And in the surroundings of the spiritual field, the thorn defense line formed by the black iron thorns was more than ten feet wide.

Wang Chen realized that in front of the black iron thorns, dozens of boar-like demonic spirits had appeared!

There is no demonic beasts in the netherworld, there are demonic spirits and evil spirits that are born from the netherworld, they have different shapes and abilities, and they are also strange.

Wang dust saw these demonic spirits large size is comparable to buffalo, small also has the size of the wolf dog, they gathered together, large eyes flashing scarlet fire, is stepping through the black iron thorns rushed to the spiritual field.

Seeing these demonic spirits salivating, Wang Chuan understood that it was the vitality of San Ying Valley that attracted them over!

Without any hesitation, Wang Chen immediately stabbed out his sword finger.

Ka-ching!

A thunderbolt suddenly descended from the sky and struck the demonic spirit that rushed at the front.

This demonic spirit was imposing and the largest in size, yet the moment it was struck by the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, it instantly transformed into a wisp of black smoke and instantly dissipated without a trace.

Boom!

Immediately afterward, a streak of lightning struck down, destroying and exterminating a head of evil spirits.

In just a few moments of effort, all the evil spirits were wiped out!

However, Wang Chen, who had cleaned up the incoming enemies, was caught up in thought.

It was because he had blown away dozens of evil spirits in one breath.

But did not receive a single bit of human virtue.

It seemed that the Cultivation Panel had determined that there was no reward for killing these things.

The question was, were all of the evil spirits absent, or were some of them absent?

That would need to be verified through constant battles.

Wang Chen only felt a bit of a loss.

After consuming so much mana for nothing, it turned out that there wasn’t even a single hair!