“Tenfold yield!”
“System space!”
“4,150 jin of white spirit rice!!!”
Hearing the voice that suddenly resounded in his mind, Ye Hao snapped his eyes open.
His breathing also turned rapid.
It took a long time for it to slow down.
He hastily looked into his mind, where an extra golden speck of light had appeared.
Upon looking at the golden speck of light, a flood of information suddenly surged into Ye Hao’s mind. This golden speck of light was the system he possessed.
This system was called the Yield System. As his realm rose, the multiplier of his yields would increase accordingly.
Even though he was currently only at the First Layer of Qi Refinement, the daily settlement yield was already tenfold.
What was originally 415 jin of white spirit rice directly became 4,150 jin of white spirit rice after the tenfold yield.
Even if he ate three meals a day at one jin of white spirit rice per meal, these 4,150 jin of white spirit rice would be enough to last him over three years.
“What’s more, the spiritual energy previously provided by the white spirit rice has also received a tenfold boost.”
Ye Hao sensed his body slightly and discovered that the spiritual energy within him had increased by a lot.
The white spirit rice he had eaten earlier was equivalent to one day’s worth of cultivation.
Now, after the tenfold yield, it directly turned into ten days’ worth.
It was equivalent to his cultivation speed multiplying tenfold.
However, because his spirit roots were too weak and the increase in spiritual energy was limited, the system had not listed it out, but in reality, it had already received a tenfold yield increase.
“So this is my true golden finger.”
“I knew it. How could a transmigrator not have a system?”
Ye Hao said excitedly.
He possessed low-grade water, fire, and wood three-attribute spirit roots, and was currently at the First Layer of Qi Refinement.
To break through to the Second Layer of Qi Refinement, he would need at least eight months, or 240 days.
Yet the current Ye Hao had plenty of white spirit rice and a tenfold yield boost.
In other words, he could break through to the Second Layer of Qi Refinement in a month at most.
Such terrifying speed was not inferior even to that of some supreme-grade spirit roots.
That night, having just obtained the system, Ye Hao suffered total insomnia.
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Early the next morning, Ye Hao pushed open the wooden door, preparing to wash up.
Ye Yu happened to come out at the same time. Seeing the dark circles under Ye Hao’s eyes, he could not help chuckling. “What were you up to last night? Don’t tell me you didn’t sleep all night.”
“I really did cultivate a bit late.”
Ye Hao replied with a smile.
He could hardly say that he had been too excited to sleep all night because he had awakened a system.
“All right, I won’t chat any longer. I have to go weed my white spirit rice.”
Ye Yu washed up briefly and hurried off.
Although he had spirit stones on him, the more white spirit rice he harvested, the better it naturally was.
“Go on, then.”
Ye Hao said, watching Ye Yu leave in a hurry.
His white spirit rice had already been harvested, so he could take a rest for a while.
After returning to his wooden hut, he cooked some white spirit rice again.
He enjoyed a delicious, satisfying meal.
“Is this the system space?”
Ye Hao looked at the space provided by the system, his eyes lighting up.
The space provided by the system had ten slots in total. Each slot could store one kind of item, and the quantity that could be stored was limitless.
In other words, no matter how much white spirit rice Ye Hao had in the future, it could all be placed into the same slot.
Ye Hao took out ten jin of white spirit rice, then rose and walked toward the wooden hut where Boss Zhao stayed.
Boss Zhao was not someone he could afford to provoke right now.
Besides, what the other party demanded was not too much, a mere ten jin of white spirit rice. Being able to buy a protective talisman was considered a pretty good deal for him.
“As expected, privileges exist everywhere.”
Looking at Boss Zhao’s wooden hut, which was more than ten times larger than his own, Ye Hao could not help lamenting.
Still, it was only a fleeting thought, and he continued forward carrying the white spirit rice.
Yet before he could even draw near, Boss Zhao’s exceptionally deep and powerful voice rang out from within the wooden hut. “Junior Brother, this white spirit rice of yours isn’t enough to pay off this month’s interest.”
Mixed within this tone was a hint of playful mockery.
“Boss Zhao, could you give me one more day?”
“I’ll go to the market tomorrow and definitely pay off all the interest owed today.”
“Heh, if everyone defaulted like you, how would I do business?”
This exchange left Ye Hao unsure whether he should enter.
People like Ye Hao, who could exceed the task quota on their very first time growing white spirit rice, were rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.
For most spirit farmers, their income when first growing white spirit rice generally would not exceed three hundred jin.
Once they failed to complete the task assigned from above three times, they would be expelled from the sect.
Thus, lending services had emerged.
And Boss Zhao, because of Old Zhao, monopolized the lending in Area B.
Those handyman disciples who could not complete their tasks and were unwilling to be expelled from the sect could only borrow from Boss Zhao.
The interest Boss Zhao charged was actually not that high.
If one worked a bit harder, one could pay off the borrowed white spirit rice within a few years.
Yet there were invariably conceited fellows who believed they could break through to the Sixth Layer of Qi Refinement and become outer disciples, never putting their minds into the spirit fields at all. Because of this, they simply could not pay off the interest they owed, causing the interest to snowball. By the time they looked back and wanted to pay it back, they no longer had the ability.
Little did they realize that they had become handyman disciples in the first place precisely because their spirit roots were inadequate.
How could they possibly break through to the Sixth Layer of Qi Refinement in a short time?
However, before Ye Hao even had time to think further, someone noticed his presence.
“Who’s there?”
One of Boss Zhao’s lackeys noticed Ye Hao approaching and dashed right out of the wooden hut, blocking Ye Hao’s path.
A cultivation base of the Fourth Layer of Qi Refinement pressed down on Ye Hao until his breathing grew slightly labored.
“Ye Hao, here to hand over this season’s white spirit rice.”
Ye Hao hastily brought out the ten jin of white spirit rice.
“It’s you.”
Seeing the ten jin of white spirit rice in his hands, the lackey finally remembered who he was.
“It’s me, Ye Hao from wooden hut number 404 in Area B.”
Ye Hao hastily gave his name and the wooden hut he lived in.
“Follow me.”
The lackey nodded and immediately led Ye Hao into the wooden hut.
At this moment, there were seven or eight other people inside the wooden hut.
Besides Boss Zhao, there were several of his lackeys, as well as a frail, skinny youth who was trembling slightly for reasons unknown.
“Interesting. I heard from Uncle Bai that you harvested 415 jin of white spirit rice this time?”
Boss Zhao took the white spirit rice, weighed it lightly in his hand, and after confirming it was ten jin, looked down at Ye Hao to confirm.
To have such a harvest without using the Spirit Rain Technique was something he had seen for the first time as well.
After Boss Zhao said this, not only his lackeys, but even the trembling youth from before could not resist raising his head to look at Ye Hao.
“Replying to Boss Zhao, this time, I indeed harvested 415 jin of white spirit rice.”
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