With these thoughts, Fang Yun checked the spirit plants in the spirit field early the next day and then left the valley, heading down the mountain.
Although the sky was still dim, some spirit plant cultivators had already started working in the spirit fields along the way.
Some were casting the Spirit Rain Skill to water the spirit fields, others were taking advantage of the sky just brightening to weed.
Others lit smoke to fumigate and drive pests away from the spirit plants.
Looking at their busy appearances, there was no difference from ordinary mortals tending their fields.
Their methods were not much more advanced either.
Everyone was hoping that these spirit fields would produce some harvest to satisfy their cultivation needs.
From their spirits, one could tell that these spirit plant cultivators were simply the lowest existence in the Cultivation World.
Relying on the paltry harvest from the spirit fields to satisfy their cultivation was really too difficult.
