Right. Steward Shangguan had mentioned the island's Spirit Fields were a form of extra income. Lin Changheng just hadn't expected this "extra income" to be on such a massive scale, covering almost all of the island's usable flat land.
Only a few houses were scattered across the island, serving as sparse decorations amid the vast expanse of farmland.
'It seems the renter, that cultivator surnamed Xu, must be a Spirit Plant Master—a cultivator completely devoted to the path of Spirit Plants.'
Lin Changheng thought to himself.
This scene, though slightly different from the secluded cultivation retreat he had initially imagined, had its own unique charm in its lush and thriving atmosphere, feeling more grounded and stable.
Soon, the two of them flew over the farmland and saw a complex of large halls situated in the rear.
There, they saw a middle-aged, farmer-like Foundation Establishment Cultivator waiting in the hall—
