Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 254: Making a fortune

Su Ming offered no explanation, simply walking up to the most severely withered seedling.

He took a deep breath, the Qihai within his Dantian rotating faintly. The spiritual energy transformed by the "Like Water Art" was no longer that violent, crashing current, but had turned into a deep blue, viscous liquid like oil, slowly dripping from his fingertip.

"Go."

Su Ming uttered a light command.

That mass of deep blue spiritual energy did not pour directly onto the leaves. Instead, it silently seeped into the soil at the roots.

Steward Wu's eyes widened.

He saw that piece of purplish-red soil, originally hard as iron, emit an extremely faint sizzling sound the instant it came into contact with the blue light. Wisps of gray smoke, barely discernible to the naked eye, rose up and then dissipated in the wind.

Immediately after, the compacted soil began to soften and become moist.

The most miraculous thing was that Fire Sun Grass plant.

The originally curled, blackened leaves, like a traveler in a long drought finally getting the first sip of sweet rain, actually began to unfurl at a speed visible to the naked eye. The scorched black on the leaves faded away, revealing a bright, vivid crimson once more.Although it was just one plant, that aura of lifeless decay instantly dissipated for the most part.

"This... this is the Moistening Technique?" Steward Wu's Adam's apple bobbed, his eyes filled with disbelief.

An expert's first move reveals their skill.

He had cultivated spiritual plants for half his life, seen people water them, but never seen anyone control water-attributed spiritual energy with such needle-like precision.

This wasn't watering! This was clearly giving the spiritual plant a massage!

"Excellent! Masterful technique!"

Steward Wu was so excited he rubbed his hands together, his previously troubled face instantly blooming into a chrysanthemum-like smile. "Brother Su, no, Master Su! This job, no one but you can do it! Tell me, how do we treat this?"

Su Ming withdrew his spiritual energy, his complexion slightly pale—of course, this was an act.

The "Like Water Art" was inherently ever-renewing; this level of consumption was a mere drop in the bucket for him. But in business, you always have to make the client feel they're getting more than their money's worth, feel that you've paid a great price.

land, its

the fire poison will take at least two months. I will come

paused, glancing at Steward Wu. "As for the

if he were his own father.

spirit stones." Su Ming

brow furrowed

a low fee

and his future prospects he'd lose if he

"Deal!"

out a heavy spirit stone pouch from his robe, but didn't

this payment... let's not go through the official

Wu's shrewd little eyes darted around. Seeing no one nearby, he whispered, "Going through official accounts requires approval from the Administration Hall, and those bloodsuckers will take a cut. Too troublesome. This is my own private savings. Let's make

Su Ming chuckled inwardly.

This suited him perfectly.

through official accounts meant leaving a trail, being recorded by the sect, and possibly attracting attention from Formation Peak. A private transaction, payment upon delivery, was both safe

"Steward Wu is decisive."

his sleeve. "In that case, let's make a gentleman's agreement. For these two months, this land

...

the agreement, Su Ming didn't rush to leave, but immediately began the

the ridge between

gentle spring rain,

an outsider, Su Ming appeared to be

Su

"Hah..."

Ming closed his eyes slightly, sensing

was built upon a miniature spirit vein to begin with, and this Fire

from the soil, after being filtered

nourishes wood, wood generates

work! This was clearly using the advantageous location here to

his body slowly rotated. The originally somewhat stagnant bottleneck in his cultivation actually showed signs of loosening

three birds with one

land to cultivate, and still

I contributed labor and technique; he gets the harvest.