I Can See Through All Things' Information-Chapter 523 - 340: Spirit Awakening Technique, Enthusiasm, Selecting Rice Varieties_2

But since the old buddy had spoken so, it was clear that it was not an ordinary matter.

"Ah Qing said he wants to collect some good-quality rice seeds for important use.

He was wondering if anyone in the village had any good seeds; he wants to buy some.

As I recall, this year’s rice from your household was about the best in the village.

Do you have any rice seeds left?"

"Of course, I’ve saved some, quite a bit actually. Several families in the village have arranged to get rice seeds from me.

My in-laws said they wanted some seeds, so I kept two bags."

Old Wang beamed with pride upon hearing Grandpa Zhang praise his family’s rice.

But soon enough, he looked puzzled, "But, what does Ah Qing need the rice seeds for? Surely he doesn’t plan on farming?"

"I don’t know either, but Ah Qing is someone who undertakes big things. If he needs rice seeds, it must be for a good reason.

It’s rare for him to ask; we definitely can’t hold him back."

"Of course, it’s not every day that Ah Qing asks for our help; how could we refuse? I’ll have Ah Qiu take the two bags of rice seeds from our house over there."

Ah Qiu was Old Wang’s youngest son, the same young man who had greeted Grandpa Zhang earlier.

"You’ll bring it all over? Won’t you keep some for yourself, and how will you explain it to your in-laws?"

Grandpa Zhang’s eyes widened.

"Compared with Ah Qing’s matter, this is nothing; at most, I’ll save more of the eating rice and just plant lower-quality seeds next year.

As for my in-laws, it’ll be fine once I speak to them."

Old Wang said nonchalantly.

As for the others in the village, he believed if they knew the seeds were for Ah Qing, they wouldn’t have any objections.

"Alright, as long as you’re aware. Have Ah Qiu take the stuff over to my place; I still need to visit some other people in the village, and then we’ll take everything up the mountain together."

In the time that followed, Grandpa Zhang visited every household in the village that had grown rice this year.

Upon hearing that Lu Qing needed rice seeds, everyone immediately brought out their best seeds without hesitating and gathered them at Grandpa Zhang’s house,

then prepared to take them as a group to Half Mountain Small Courtyard.

"Old Zhang, Old Zhang!"

Just as Grandpa Zhang and the others were preparing to go up the mountain, an old man about their age came rushing in hastily.

"Are you going to bring the rice seeds up the mountain?"

"Yes, why, Old Lin, are you going too? I recall your family didn’t grow rice this year?"

Grandpa Zhang asked, puzzled.

"My family didn’t grow rice, but we grew wheat last year. Could you ask Ah Qing if he needs wheat seeds?"

"Wheat seeds?" Grandpa Zhang hesitated, "Ah Qing didn’t mention this; he only spoke of rice seeds."

"How would you know if you don’t ask? What if Ah Qing also wants wheat seeds?" Old Man Lin said earnestly.

Someone who saw his eagerness couldn’t help but tease, "Old Lin, you’re usually so stingy; you’d pluck feathers from a rooster walking by.

"Why are you so generous now, rushing to give away your wheat seeds?"

"What are you talking about, what are you saying, Old Chen, as stingy as I am, could I be stingier than you?

You say I’d pluck a rooster’s feathers; I’d say you wouldn’t even spare the chicken droppings!

Don’t think others don’t know, the last time your field lacked fertility, someone saw you sneakily stealing chicken manure from the neighbor to use as fertilizer!"

Old Lin got worked up upon hearing this, jumping to his feet and cursing at the old man who had made fun of him.

"Besides, could Ah Qing’s matter be just any ordinary issue?

If it were up to you old ghost, I wouldn’t want to give a single grain.

But Ah Qing is someone destined for great things; if he asks for grain seeds, there must be significant use.

Even if I had to empty out my house, I would be glad to do it!"

Elder Chen, publicly called out by Old Lin, couldn’t save his face and was about to retort when Grandpa Zhang coughed.

"Enough, enough, you’re all adults yet quarreling; you don’t want the kids to laugh at you.

Old Lin, I don’t know whether Ah Qing needs wheat seeds or not. Why don’t you come with us later and ask him in person?"

"Right, I’ll go myself and ask Ah Qing. I always feel that if he needs grain seeds, he probably needs wheat seeds too." Old Man Lin declared immediately.

After this interlude, the group finally set off.

Each family brought their own rice seeds up to the Half Mountain Small Courtyard.

Many, fearing they wouldn’t have enough, also carried two bags of rice grain with them.

During the ascend, someone quietly said to the elder surnamed Chen, "Old Chen, why provoke Old Lin, knowing full well he has a sharp tongue? Isn’t this just asking for trouble?"

"Hmph, am I afraid of him?" the elder surnamed Chen replied stubbornly.

"I know you don’t get along with Old Lin, but his leg pain flared up recently, and he could barely get out of bed.

It was Ah Qing who cured him with a spell.

You taunt him, wanting to help Ah Qing, and it’s odd that he’s not mad at you!"

The elder surnamed Chen fell silent.

In fact, he felt a bit of regret.

It’s just that he and Old Lin had been at odds for decades, and it was almost instinctual to want to take a jab.

Who knew the old ghost would react so vehemently?

This time, many people went up the mountain.

Anyone who had saved some rice seeds brought them all out after hearing Grandpa Zhang’s words, collectively delivering them to the mountain.

So when they saw the villagers carrying their loads, marching mightily up to the Half Mountain Small Courtyard, even Lu Qing was somewhat stunned.

"Ah Qing, everyone has brought their rice seeds, just pick whatever you want!" Grandpa Zhang said, placing his rice seeds in front of Lu Qing first.

Lu Qing snapped back to reality and looked at the almost a thousand jin [approx. 1100 pounds] of rice and rice seeds before him with a mix of laughter and tears.

"Grandpa Zhang, didn’t you tell them? I only need about ten jin of rice seeds; there’s no need for so much."

The key point was that his cultivation was limited; with so much rice seed, he alone couldn’t perform the Enlightenment on all of them.

"I did say that, but when everyone heard you were selecting the good seeds, they weren’t sure what would meet your requirements, so they simply brought all of them for you to pick through thoroughly," Grandpa Zhang explained.

Lu Qing:...

However, seeing the smiles on the villagers’ faces, he knew they were just trying to help him.

Touched, he also smiled, "Then I thank everyone."

"No thanks necessary, no thanks necessary, it’s what we should do."

"Yes, if it weren’t for your spells, Ah Qing, our village might not even have any vegetables left to dry out now."

"It’s just a little rice seed, not worth much money."

The villagers spoke up one by one.

"Alright, Ah Qing, start checking to see if any of these seeds are what you’re looking for," Grandpa Zhang said then.

"Okay."

Lu Qing knew that to put on airs now would only dampen the villagers’ enthusiasm.

So he stopped refusing, opened the food bags each family had brought, and carefully selected their seeds.

His method of selecting rice seeds wasn’t based solely on their plump appearance.

Instead, he directly sensed the Primordial Qi and vitality contained within the seeds.

So, with concentrated focus, he summoned a streak of azure radiance in his hand, gently caressing the rice seeds.

This azure radiance was an application of the Spirit Awakening Technique.

While Grandpa Zhang was walking around the village, gathering rice seeds for Lu Qing,

Lu Qing used this time to activate his Superpower, cultivating and contemplating the Spirit Awakening Technique.

It didn’t take long for him to completely master the technique.

And this process seriously astonished "Yan" once again.

Although the Spirit Awakening Technique was not considered very profound, any Cultivator with Wood Spirit Power could practice it.

Yet Lu Qing had managed to perfect it in such a short amount of time.

This level of understanding and talent for spells was truly unparalleled in his lifetime.

As Lu Qing’s azure radiance covered the rice seeds in the bag,

he easily discerned which seeds had the fullest Primordial Qi and the best vitality.

With a thought, plump seeds floated up from the bags, gradually falling into the finely woven bamboo basket he had prepared in advance.

And this miraculous scene naturally left all the villagers dumbfounded.