The village chief, his head throbbing from the noise, glared at the unstoppable stream of voices and roared, "Quiet!"

He still held considerable prestige in the village. As soon as he uttered the word "quiet," the villagers instinctively fell silent. Even the leader, Granny Sun, merely pursed her lips and said nothing more.

“Miss Mu, ripening agents were banned ten years ago, so I can’t help you this time. You should give these wheat ears to my father to handle.” Before anyone else could speak, Shen Ting, standing next to the village chief, hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"I really didn't use any ripening agents..." Lin Jingge was speechless. It was her first time planting spiritual plants, how could she have known they would ripen so quickly?

She began to ponder the differences between herself and the other plant-planting people in the village, trying to find the reason.

Just then, Granny Lin, who had been silent all along, spoke up. "We won't hand over these rice ears. We won't buy them; we'll eat them ourselves."

“That sounds nice, but what if you secretly take it and sell it?” one villager retorted.

"I understand..." Lin Jingge murmured softly, her head bowed. She suddenly realized the difference between herself and the other villagers who planted spiritual plants. Just as she was about to look up and speak, someone beat her to it.

"Village chief, I can testify that Miss Mu and the others absolutely did not use ripening agents!" Aunt Zhao, who had run all the way here, said this while still panting. She looked around and took a few breaths: "Thank goodness, thank goodness we weren't too late."

"You'll testify? What do you have to testify with?" Granny Sun said, displeased that someone was standing up for Lin Jingge.

"Just because Granny Mu is a wood-element cultivator! She uses her spiritual power every day to accelerate the ripening of her spiritual plants, so they will definitely mature earlier and grow better than yours!"

Aunt Zhao was known in the village for her shrewishness and generally couldn't get along with anyone. Lin Jingge was somewhat surprised that she came out to speak up for Lin Jingge today.

"A wood-elemental cultivator?!"

"Hiss—Grandma Mu is actually a wood-element cultivator! No wonder."

Aunt Zhao's words were like a wake-up call. She looked at the villagers' surprised faces and their faces were full of pride. Fortunately, she had personally gone to that remote place last time, otherwise she would not have had the chance to curry favor with the wood-type cultivator.

Grandma Sun hadn't expected this outcome. They had initially thought the Mu family had secretly hired a cultivator to accelerate the sprouting, but upon hearing that the other party had harvested the buds early, they immediately went to report it to the village chief.

Who knew that Granny Mu was actually a wood-elemental cultivator!

Thinking of the consequences of offending a wood-element cultivator, Granny Sun's face turned deathly pale. She opened her mouth, wanting to defend herself, but when she thought of what she had just said, the words stuck in her throat.

The matter was naturally dropped. Before leaving, the village chief made Granny Sun apologize, and only then did he lead his people away.

Before leaving, Shen Ting gave Lin Jingge a complicated look, but in the end, he didn't say anything and caught up with his father.

"Auntie, thank you so much this time." Lin Jingge breathed a sigh of relief after the crowd left and thanked Aunt Zhao, who was still there.

Even if the other party doesn't come, she can still handle it. She just remembered that other families only asked wood-element cultivators to encourage the sprouting, while her family uses spiritual power on the spiritual plants every day. It would be strange if they didn't grow fast.

"Oh, it's not a big deal." After saying this, Aunt Zhao looked at Lin Jingge with some hesitation.

Lin Jingge: "Aunt Zhao, please speak your mind."

"It's nothing serious, it's just that some of the spiritual plants I grow are turning yellow, and I'd like to ask your grandmother to take a look," Aunt Zhao said after a moment's consideration.

"Do you think it's okay to go tomorrow?"

"Okay, okay, then Auntie will be waiting for you in the fields tomorrow." Having achieved her goal, Aunt Zhao didn't stay long and happily went back home.

Back home, she proudly told her husband about it, only to be scolded by him.

"How could you be so stupid! You just used up the favor owed by a wood-element cultivator like this?!" Her husband looked at Aunt Zhao with a mixture of disappointment and exasperation. "It's still broad daylight, why are you back so early? Aren't they busy? Why don't you go up and help them?"

Aunt Zhao felt a little wronged, clearly not expecting that instead of praising her, her husband would scold her: "I was just thinking of coming back to tell you the good news as soon as possible, how could I have thought of so much? Otherwise, I'll go help now."

"Why go back now that you're already back?" Her husband sighed, sat down at the square table, and stopped talking.

Aunt Zhao was unsure whether to sit or stand, secretly thinking that she must take the initiative to help the Mu family again next time.

Lin Jingge didn't have time to care what others thought. She was busy turning the rice ears into grains.

She tossed the rice stalks onto the basket on her back, and the already loose grains immediately fell off and onto the ground, where a worn-out straw mat had been laid. She had been busy for most of the day, and she was exhausted.

Grandma Lin felt sorry for her and every time she wanted to lend a hand, Lin Jingge stopped her.

Fortunately, the spirit field wasn't large, and in one afternoon, all the rice ears were finally threshed. Now, the grains had been laid out to dry in front of the yard by Lin Jinge, with a tattered straw mat underneath them.

Looking at the drying grains, Lin Jingge could see a layer of green spiritual energy floating on top of them. She took a deep breath, and her originally exhausted spirit instantly recovered a lot.

She thought to herself: This spirit rice is indeed a good thing, no wonder it is several times more expensive than ordinary rice.

The next day, Granny Lin went to help Aunt Zhao look after the spiritual plants early in the morning. When she used the Wood Spirit Technique, a large crowd of onlookers saw the ball of green light in Granny Lin's hand, and those who had some doubts in their hearts instantly had all their doubts disappear.

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