"Alright, that's good!" Fang Yun said, taking out some spirit rice grains and handing them to Fang Kangsheng.
"This will be your food for the next while, handle it yourself. Let me know when you need more!"
Then, Fang Yun went into the canyon and planted a few acres of rice using the leftover grain seeds.
With these as food, he no longer needed to worry about Fang Kangsheng's survival.
For the next ten or so days, Fang Yun temporarily let Fang Kangsheng adapt to the mountain environment.
At this time, the spirit rice was also entering its growth period.
So, Fang Yun began accelerating the growth of the spirit rice again.
Fang Kangsheng watched with wide eyes as Fang Yun performed the growth skills by the spirit fields and the spirit rice grew wildly under the green light.
"Clan Leader, you're amazing! Are you an immortal?" Fang Kangsheng said excitedly to Fang Yun.
Fang Yun glanced at him, "I'm not any kind of immortal. Okay, stop the nonsense and follow me!"
