Huh? Isn't this an adventure kingdom building game?! Chapter 595 - 594: New Bounty Order

Jiang Yuan’s eyes grew brighter the more he looked; it was simply a Divine Artifact tailored for farrs!

He imdiately clicked to see more details.

As long as you use this automatic sprinkler, crops within a certain range don’t need watering and won’t be spoiled; once sowing is complete, you just wait for the harvest.

Most importantly, you can still earn Farming Skills experience, albeit halved.

Back when he got a blueprint for a sprinkler, he never made it because—that thing didn’t give experience! Although manual watering is a bit troubleso, brushing up on Farming Skills experience is more critical.

Now with this, manually watering a plot can earn you 100 experience points, but using the sprinkler halved to 50 points; yet it’s more hassle-free and labor-saving, so that little farming experience can be supplented from other places, or simply farm more!

But the price...

He glanced at it: it costs two hundred thousand points to redeem one, taking effect the next day after placent, each automatic sprinkler covers a 10*10 area of farmland.

"I can consider placing one in the herb garden first; that plot won’t need attention anymore, just harvest when the ti cos. If more appear, I can consider placing one in the Level Five farmland." Jiang Yuan planned while greedily eyeing the new tool.

Sorry, dear sister, manage yourself for now; big brother has more important things to do.

Brush points! It’s a must to acquire it!

It’s just two hundred thousand points, go for it!

Knowing the system has such useful tools makes it even more important to accumulate points, striving to exchange as soon as one refreshes.

One automatic sprinkler doesn’t cover much farmland, but considering I’ve only been in the Wilderness World for four and a half months altogether, there’s plenty of ti ahead, why rush?

Even swapping for one sprinkler per month would eventually cover all the farmland.

[You have a new order, please check.]

Ever since getting the courtyard communicator, orders from the Floating Market can be received regardless of location. Moreover, the system directly displays them as pop-ups at the top of the "screen" in one’s sight, allowing easy access to order details by a re thought, convenient for completing orders anyti.

[Reward Order: One Longevity Pill, reward amount two million Spirit Stones]

"Oh, it’s actually a reward order?" Jiang Yuan mused, the last reward order was one Yun Mo issued a Gold Coins bounty for purchasing Mining Pickaxes used by humans.

Afterwards, he never encountered reward-type orders again; order details noted that the system would filter whether to accept, probably because many rewards lack corresponding items or the price is unsuitable.

When planning to refine more Longevity Pills using the hundred-year fruit for sales, he tried selling the finished product at the Floating Market to gauge potential prices.

The Cyan Fish Mountain Market directly showed no client community, unable to appraise for sale;

The Golden Carp Lake Market indicated very few custor demand with a sale price of only thirty thousand per piece;

The Wo Hu Temple Market was much better, allowing at least twenty pills on the shelf, though at fifty thousand per piece;

The Golden Chicken River Market, in contrast, could shelve all, estimated for sale at sixty thousand per piece.

Overall price expectations varied too widely; later Jiang Yuan pondered and realized the price issue—For Low Realm cultivators, gaining ten years of lifespan is crucial, but there’s rarely that much money unless the family owns a mine, preventing quick Spirit Stone spending;

High Realm cultivators generally aren’t too lacking funds, although ten years of lifespan seems trivial.

Only those facing imminent lifespan shortage without promotion hope desperately seek ways to extend life. Yet, those with long lifespans probably have hundreds, even close to a thousand years to ascend to the next realm, making Spirit Stone purchases of ten-year lifespans seem less practical than buying weapons, Magical Treasures, Cultivation Techniques, or Elixirs that boost realm and power.

Encountering one would likely buy a few to spare, less inclined to spend a fortune.

Middle Realm cultivators are most nurous yet awkwardly positioned, ten-year lifespans aren’t much but not negligible, with realm growth consuming Spirit Stones everywhere. However, earning thods don’t match High Realm cultivators, with many Loose Cultivators lacking territory, having little money for Longevity Pills unless urgently needed.

Despite drooling over the pill’s lifespan extension effect, seeing the price, they typically calm down.

The entire Wilderness World has just a handful of Lords and Sects at the peak; the chances of encountering big spenders in markets who don’t blink at spending are like eting a bossy CEO in real life with a lot of purchases, hardly feasible.

So the awkwardly positioned Longevity Pill is praised but not sold; he didn’t sell it for money, finding it more practical to occasionally give one to courtyard mbers.

Now receiving an order suddenly, selling one at two million, naturally, he’d submit the order imdiately!

"Ding-ding-ding!"

The crisp and pleasant sound of gold coins arriving echoed, pushing his account balance once again past the ten million mark.

anwhile, amidst the bustling crowd in the reward hall of the Golden Chicken River Market, an old shout suddenly erupted, "Wonderful! Hahaha! Heaven hasn’t forsaken !"

Everyone took it as a matter of course. Those who ca to the reward hall were desperately in need of certain items, and naturally delighted to obtain them. Those who had failed looked at the excited old man’s flushed face with eyes full of envy.

"There are many who offer rewards, but few get what they wish for."

"Bah! Isn’t it because they’re stingy with money? Look at you, posting a reward for artifact refining materials. It’s been half a year, and each ti you post you’re unwilling to raise the price. Who would sell you anything for a few thousand Spirit Stones? Try offering several tens of thousands and see, soone will be happy to sell."

"This is a matter of opportunity, what’s it got to do with money?"

"With money cos opportunity. If you won’t spend it, where will the chance co from? Even if pies fall from the sky, they wouldn’t land on you."

"To be able to quickly reward the needed item, that old lady sure is lucky. Sotis it’s really not a matter of price, but that there’s no one selling the required item."

"That’s right, even if you spent a million Spirit Stones to reward the acquisition of a Heavenly Level cultivation technique, you’d have to et a fool to sell it..."

...

Among the onlookers were those offering congratulations and inquiries about the reward, Huang Hanying’s deeply wrinkled old face smiled and nodded in agreent, then she squeezed through the crowd with a light and quick step, tightly clutching her storage bag with hands covered in fine wrinkles, afraid it might be stolen.

That was the Elixir she had rewarded with almost all her savings!

A Fifth Grade Longevity Pill can increase lifespan by ten years; ten years should be sufficient for her.

She wore a deep purple magical robe embroidered with cloud patterns. Although cultivators can purify and repair minor magic, the robe appeared neither dirty, worn, nor broken as long as properly maintained, yet the outdated style showed that she was either a demon cultivator with tight finances or habitually frugal.

Her white hair neatly gathered with a wooden hairpin showed signs of natural aging, lending her an aura of benevolence.

Ignoring the bustling around her, Huang Hanying slightly bowed her head as she left the reward hall, rging into the street intertwined with golden, red, and blue candlelights.

A light rain had just passed earlier, leaving water traces on the street reflecting candlelight, creating a moist painting.

"Granny, you’re back!" Pushing open the door of a quaint shop at the street corner, the half-old flag hanging on the shop’s façade waved in the wind, revealing a simple puppet image.

The boy in the shop, with two pointed horns atop his head, quickly approached, speaking rapidly, "That custor nad Zhao ca again and offered us a price three tis higher! Granny, taking this job would earn us two to three months’ worth of Spirit Stones!"

The cramped shop displayed puppets on shelves and hung them from the ceiling: flying birds, hopping frogs, wide-eyed little figures. Simplicity revealed their fras, intricacy made them indistinguishable from real flying creatures and animals, casting shapes and shadows like entering an otherworldly realm.

"No matter the offer, we’re not taking such orders." Huang Hanying smiled benevolently, handing him a string of candies, admonishing, "Niu’Er, following Granny to learn the puppet-making craft, we’re not so famous sect, but genuine cultivators. You must understand there are earnings you can take, and those you cannot.

Those who typically order or buy puppets either require them for hard labor like mining or for serving tea and water. Occasionally for amusent, those Spirit Stones are earned without guilt.

What kind of puppet did Mr. Zhao order at a high price? Enticents crafted to provoke greed and harm for gain, earning such Spirit Stones corrupts the conscience! Puppetry cultivators comprehend cultivation techniques and make puppets as part of their spiritual practice. It’s about forming good karma and doing good deeds, not aiding the wicked, understand?"

Huang Niu’Er received the candies, discontentedly mumbling, "But... it’s ten thousand Spirit Stones! If we could earn that, we’d be able to buy more and better materials to make superior puppets, benefiting our cultivation journey. What custors do with puppets after purchasing them, it doesn’t affect us, does it?"

"Granny’s small shop may not profit much, but the Spirit Stones are sufficient for our daily living and cultivation needs. You must dispel this greed early, or it will hinder your cultivation!" Hearing this, Huang Hanying was sowhat angry, but reminded herself of her disciple’s young age and restrained from getting angry.

She closed the shop door and patiently guided him, "The heavenly order operates by its principles. So are born wrapped in riches and honor; so are born into families with nothing. So live in wealth for half a life and suddenly fall into poverty, while others rise from poverty to greatness, sheltering descendants.

No one can choose their birth or innate talents; otherwise, there would be no mortals, poor, or demon beasts. But we can choose our future. Spiritual cultivation primarily revolves around cultivating the heart. Don’t let money cloud your judgnt!

Knowing Mr. Zhao’s custom puppet is for malicious purposes, if we only look at Spirit Stones and pretend to know nothing, aiding evil, future clients could be even worse tenfold or a hundredfold. Misled by short-term gains, you’d lose your own cultivation progress."

"I understand, Granny." Huang Niu’Er bit into the candy, still discontented, whispering in protest, "I’m actually doing it for your sake. We’ve run the shop in the Golden Chicken River Market for all these years and haven’t saved much.

I just thought that by earning this, we’d have better materials to make better puppets, aiding our pursuit of the Dao. We could then sell them at higher prices and buy even better materials... constantly improving, there’d be enough Spirit Stones to purchase Elixirs!

Maybe I could be like brother upstairs and break through the Wisdom Realm in a few months. If I work even harder, I might elevate to the Body Forging Realm within a year..."

The more he spoke, the more excited he grew, even his face slightly flushed, as if the order of ten thousand Spirit Stones would allow him to soar, change his fate, and transform into a wealthy high realm demon cultivator living at the top of the market.

Observing his expression, Huang Hanying’s face chilled slightly, sternly clearing her throat to rebuke, "You’re not on the verge of dying, so why hurry? One step at a ti brings steady progress, one bite makes a stable al, and spiritual cultivation should be likewise.

Don’t always look at others, comparing yourself with them. Different innate talents and circumstances render comparisons futile. Compare with yourself, and if you’re better today than yesterday, that’s good.

If Mr. Zhao cos again, refuse as before. Today, we won’t open for business; go and polish the wooden sculpture you use for practice once more, especially the facial expression, limbs, joints; ticulously refining them. Once your basic skills are solid, contemplate other matters."