Yun Shu’s eyelashes fluttered slightly.
Using the Eyes of Good and Evil to observe the siblings’ past, she discovered that both were people who knew how to repay kindness.
She couldn’t help but ponder.
Compared to Cui Erlang, Cui San Ya was clearly more suited to be the one to cultivate the Divine Seed, but she was too young. She certainly couldn't shoulder such a heavy responsibility right now and could only be trained slowly.
But thinking about it carefully, being young actually had its advantages; a fresh mind was more receptive to new things.
“Cui Erlang,” the Divine Lady spoke slowly, her voice carrying an ethereal compassion.
Cui Erlang’s whole body shuddered instantly.
The Divine Lady was truly omnipotent; he hadn't even announced his name, yet she already knew who he was.
He didn't dare think further, bowing his head even lower.
“T-this... this lowly one is here.”
“I shall entrust the Divine Seed to you. Are you willing?”
The Divine Lady opened her palm.
The purplish-red sweet potato lay there quietly.
Cui Erlang looked up at the Divine Seed, his lips trembling uncontrollably several times.
“T-this lowly one is afraid I won't grow it well...”
He stammered.
It took a long while before he could utter a complete sentence. “This lowly one is useless and only knows how to farm a few mu of thin land. I’m afraid that if I fail to grow the Divine Seed, I will fail You and the God of Farming...”
“Not so.”
Yun Shu’s words interrupted him. “What the God of Farming values is not the refinement of skill, but the sincerity of the heart. You have dealt with the earth for half your life; those hands are the best proof.”
She paused, then added, “You only need to do your best. If it grows well, it is your fortune. If it does not, then it is because the spiritual energy of this land is insufficient to sustain the Divine Seed.”
“It will not be your fault.”
Because there were still uncertainties in planting sweet potatoes, she had to plan ahead. If it failed, she could protect Cui Erlang and prevent him from becoming a target of public criticism.
“I did not kill Bo Ren, yet Bo Ren died because of me”—she would never allow such a tragedy to happen.
“This lowly one is not good with words.”
Cui Erlang’s voice choked up. “But I promise the Divine Lady that I will plant this Divine Seed with my very life!”
The Divine Lady nodded slightly, a trace of almost imperceptible warmth appearing in her eyes. “Good.”
In the next second, before everyone's eyes, the sweet potato flew up from Her palm and landed in Cui Erlang’s hands.
The onlookers, not understanding how it happened, only thought this was a divine technique performed by the Divine Lady and were shocked beyond measure.
In reality, it was the invisible system that had carried the sweet potato from Yun Shu’s hand to Cui Erlang’s.
Yun Shu glanced at the system.
Immediately, her gaze turned to the little girl beside him.
“Cui San Ya, come to My side.”
Cui San Ya was stunned for a moment, then she happily moved forward a few steps, looking up at the Divine Lady with a face full of reverence.
The Divine Lady looked down at Cui San Ya.
“Your heart is pure and your spiritual platform is clear. You have a destiny with the path of the God of Farming. Today, I shall transmit the method of planting sweet potatoes to you.” Her hand rested lightly on the girl's head. “I hope you and your brother will work together with one heart, complementing each other to cultivate this Divine Seed to fruition.”
The moment the words fell, countless images suddenly exploded in Cui San Ya’s mind.
She saw it—in the images, a pair of rough, dark hands buried a sweet potato in the soil, watered it, and covered it with a thin layer of earth.
The scene changed.
Tender green sprouts emerged from the ground. The sprouts grew taller and taller until they were cut and planted section by section into raised mounds of soil.
It changed again.
Vines crawled all over the ground, their leaves a lush green. Someone was bent over, turning the vines, weeding, and top-dressing.
Suns rose and set, spring went and autumn came.
Countless farmers held hoes and dug up the soil mounds, revealing a nest of purplish-red sweet potatoes, large and small, huddled together.
Image after image revolved in her mind like a lantern, never-ending.
Cui San Ya’s eyes widened as she stood frozen in place.
The Divine Lady was so amazing; just by touching her head, she had seen so many things.
What she didn't know was...
Yun Shu’s other hand, hidden by her sleeve, was holding a string of small, delicate bells.
It had to be said.
This dress-up system was truly wonderful.
The items she drew were more practical than the last.
For instance, the Dream-Entering Bell, a part of the Floating Dream Set. Its dream-weaving skill could plant the sweet potato cultivation tutorial video made by the system into Cui San Ya’s mind in the form of a dream.
The only drawback was that the Dream-Entering Bell could only be used on one person at a time, and after use, it had a 48-hour cooldown.
Otherwise, she could have planted the tutorial video into everyone's mind, saving time and effort.
“Cui San Ya, I have transmitted the method of planting sweet potatoes to you. Remember it well. In the future, if you can spread this method throughout the mortal world and benefit all living beings, the God of Farming will surely be gratified.”
An ethereal divine voice rang in her ears.
Cui San Ya woke as if from a dream, blinking her eyes hard and touching the top of her head where the Divine Lady had touched her, as if to confirm whether everything that just happened was a dream.
By the time she came to her senses, the Divine Lady had already disappeared.
Cui Erlang carefully cradled the sweet potato and approached Cui San Ya, asking her anxiously, “San Ya, do you remember the planting method the Divine Lady just gave you? Tell your second brother quickly.”
It wasn't that Cui Erlang coveted his little sister's opportunity; he was just afraid the little girl would be forgetful.
The others present also nervously watched the Cui siblings, who had received a blessing from the Divine Lady.
The way they looked at the two was filled with envy, doubt, respect, yearning, and expectation...
But there was no jealousy.
In these times, though hearts were no longer pure, these refugees also had their own calculations.
If the Divine Seed could be successfully grown, it would be a great thing for everyone. When interests were tied together, people were more united than ever.
Cui San Ya’s voice was full of excitement. “Second Brother, I saw so many things just now!”
“San Ya, tell us quickly.”
Cui San Ya thought back. “I don't know where I went. I just saw people wearing strange clothes burying sweet potatoes in the soil, watering them, and covering them with thin earth, and then green sprouts came out!”
“The Divine Lady must have used some technique to let your soul leave your body and sent you to the Heavenly Palace to observe how the immortals farm.”
The speaker’s envy grew as he spoke.
The Heavenly Palace! That was the Heavenly Palace. Who wouldn't yearn for it?
Cui San Ya also felt that was the case. In those images she saw, there were houses she had never seen before, and things flying back and forth in the sky...
If it wasn't the Heavenly Palace, what was it?
“Oh, right, there's more, there's more!”
She gestured excitedly. “When the sprouts grow tall, you cut them and stick them into the soil mounds. After the vines grow, you have to turn them, and someone was top-dressing the field...”
“What is top-dressing? What do you use?” an old man who had dealt with the earth all his life asked urgently.
The crowd also pushed forward more as they listened, wishing they could carve every word Cui San Ya said into their minds.
But no matter how the crowd surged, everyone instinctively avoided the three-foot space around Cui Erlang.
Not because they were afraid of him.
But because they were afraid of bumping into the Divine Seed in his hands.
“It’s using human... human...” Cui San Ya tried hard to remember, the image flashing in her mind. “Human waste! It has to be fermented; you can't use it directly!”
Although the people around them found it incredible, they still believed Cui San Ya's words implicitly.
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, how would an eight or nine-year-old girl like Cui San Ya know these farming tricks?
“Since we know how to plant the sweet potatoes, why don't we go find some land before it gets dark and see if there's any fertile soil nearby?”
Everyone discussed it at once.
“Right, right. If this is successful, then in the future, none of us will have to worry about going hungry again...”
Through the system monitor, watching the group of refugees working together to find land, Yun Shu’s eyes were full of smiles.
Sure enough, humans were always the smartest.
They only needed a piece of fertile land and a glimmer of light, and they would naturally grow toward the sun, becoming better step by step.
“Host, I really can't figure out why you used the Dream-Entering Bell's skill on Cui San Ya.” The system lay on Yun Shu’s shoulder. “It would have been so much better to save it for the male lead to weave a dream. You could have staged a romantic tryst in his dreams.”
Yun Shu let it go in one ear and out the other.
How could she have time to woo the male lead right now?
What gave her the biggest headache at the moment was how to rightfully and properly take over Xindu City in Zhenbei Prefecture.
A Divine Lady could not get involved in mortal power struggles; that would diminish her divine prestige far too much. But a small valley like this was far from being able to realize the ambition in her heart.
“Host, we can't waste it like this...”
The system was still rambling.
Yun Shu pinched its mouth, manually muting it.
“System, we just earned tens of thousands of Shock Value. Do you still think using this skill was a waste?”
The little fox glanced at the system panel. Seeing the prominent 37,600 Shock Value on it, it almost drooled.
“Oh, Shock Value is definitely sweet.”
It smacked its lips, but its face fell again in an instant. “But Host, our mission is to woo the male lead. If we don't complete the mission, we’ll be kicked out of this world.”
Yun Shu frowned slightly.
It seemed she had to do something to pacify the system first—at least so it wouldn't realize she had other plans.
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