Ch 55: The Malevolent Monster Just Wants To Farm

Jiang Lin had never felt so excited about a mission world before. He couldn’t even maintain his usual composure, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

When Zi Qi arrived, he immediately noticed the smile on Jiang Lin’s face. The young prince, Jiang, was particularly beautiful, with red lips and white teeth, and when he smiled, it was as radiant as blooming yunsang flowers. Zi Qi paused for a moment, his steps halting as he gazed at that bright smile. For a brief moment, he regretted: if only Jiang weren’t the son of Shen Nong.

But unfortunately, there are no “ifs” in this world.

The young man before him was not only the son of Shen Nong, but also the only divine child who had inherited the agricultural god’s bloodline from Shen Nong. He had to die!

With that thought, Zi Qi’s expression became resolute, and he walked towards Jiang Lin.

Sensing someone approaching, Jiang Lin turned around—

He saw a man wearing a white robe. The man was tall, with fair skin and handsome, deep features. He was indeed an extraordinarily handsome man. This was Zi Qi.

Jiang Lin’s smile faded as he looked at Zi Qi with a calm expression.

He had already inherited Jiang’s memories. Just a few days ago, the two had had a fight, the reason being that Zi Qi had tried to inquire about the number of elite warriors in Shen Nong’s tribe. These elite warriors were Shen Nong’s most formidable and battle-hardened soldiers, essentially the tribe’s divine troops. Such secrets, of course, couldn’t be revealed to outsiders.

Jiang had refused to answer, and Zi Qi had left in anger. Today, Zi Qi had come expecting Jiang to apologize to him, as had happened every time before. Watching this noble young prince apologize to him was always a source of great satisfaction.

Zi Qi approached Jiang Lin with a cold expression, waiting for Jiang Lin to speak first.

Jiang Lin coldly observed him, seeing through his intentions.

In his heart, he shook his head: The original prince, Jiang, must have been too sheltered by his tribe. This Zi Qi had clearly been using him all along, probing for information and taking advantage of him. Zi Qi had even been subtly suppressing Jiang, making him increasingly submissive. It was only because Jiang had never encountered such treachery that he had been so easily deceived.

Jiang Lin glanced at Zi Qi without saying a word. In fact, he had only recently learned about his identity and inherited Jiang’s memories and abilities. At this moment, he was eagerly exploring his new powers.

Following the methods taught in Shen Nong’s teachings, he began to channel his divine power—

Jiang Lin keenly felt a mysterious connection between himself and the land beneath his feet. The earth felt like a nurturing mother, radiating a warm and familiar energy towards him.

The connection to the land was secondary; the real manifestation of the agricultural god’s power was in his ability to sense plants.

Jiang Lin had always been particularly attuned to plants, even before this. Through his cultivation of the “Nine Spirits Technique,” he could communicate with some plants. He had thought that this ability was already remarkable until the agricultural god’s power spread out—

Every plant within the range of the agricultural god’s power conveyed feelings of closeness and submission towards Jiang Lin.

Without needing to ask or think, he could look at any plant and instantly know what type of soil it thrived in, how much water it needed, and the best way to cultivate it for the highest yield.

A walking cultivation aura—truly living up to its name!

Jiang Lin felt as though he had discovered a vast treasure and eagerly experimented with the agricultural god’s power, completely forgetting about the person standing beside him.

Zi Qi, who had initially stood there coldly, waiting for Jiang Lin to apologize, grew increasingly impatient as time passed with no response from Jiang Lin.

Unable to bear it any longer, Zi Qi glanced sideways at Jiang Lin, only to see him standing with his eyes closed, a blissful smile on his face, as though lost in some happy thoughts.

He hadn’t even glanced at Zi Qi!

Zi Qi, enraged, cleared his throat loudly.

The sound successfully pulled Jiang Lin out of his profound state.

Jiang Lin felt slightly dizzy, a side effect of overusing his divine power before he had enough strength to fully control it. But this minor discomfort didn’t stop him from expressing his displeasure towards Zi Qi. He cast a disdainful glance at Zi Qi and said, “What’s the noise about? Can’t you see I’m doing something important?”

Zi Qi: ?