Chen Qing is currently not very concerned about the major affairs of the world, which still seem quite distant to him.
He at least feels that way for now.
"I am just a cultivator who has fully completed the Qi Refining Realm."
He has a clear understanding of himself.
Straightening his back, he symbolically wiped his forehead which wasn't even sweaty, to make those men working with him feel better.
Chen Qing continued swinging his hoe, loosening the soil in the Spiritual Ginseng Field.
As a member of an ancient native tribe, he perfectly inherited his ancestors' genes, planting wherever he went.
Planting Spirit Ginseng and growing grains and vegetables were quite similar; both were farming.
Hearing that Chen Qing was farming these days, the Great Witch took interest and went to Iron Flow Valley to join him in the fields, wielding a hoe.
"When I was in the royal city, I once supervised the military in Mangcang Mountain, where I grew Spiritual Medicine for thirty years."
