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A finely crafted Iron Hoe was thus born.
"What is this for?" asked the Great Sage.
"I don't know, but it looks like it's meant for farming," replied Zhao Nuo.
"Can the Great Sage really do something as mundane as farming?"
"Of course! For someone with infinite wisdom like the Great Sage, mastering such simple skills is hardly a challenge."
"Wow, that looks like an Iron Hoe!"
"Oh my, could it be that the Great Immortal plans to cultivate the land by himself? Can he really accomplish this alone? Usually, one would need the strength of a Huang Niu to assist."
Before the words could settle, they saw Yun Xiao Yi swing the newly forged hoe down onto the soil.
Then a miracle occurred.
The originally hard Soil Block instantly transformed into a fluffy expanse of rich black earth, resembling an exceptionally fertile field.
Hiss!
The audience collectively gasped.
Although Zhao Family Village was not small in scale, it could only be considered a wealthy farming model. Here, nearly all young laborers had to toil in the fields themselves, unlike those who completely relied on hired hands or slave labor, where their own offspring could enjoy the fruits without effort.
They understood well how arduous it was to cultivate new land. It required clearing surface vegetation, land leveling, plowing, dealing with deep-rooted grass, multiple rounds of tilling, introducing irrigation sources and fertilizing, as well as repeated plowing through various stages.
Especially when handling undeveloped wasteland, the challenges were even greater; often the soil was so hard it felt like stone and was difficult to manage. Relying solely on human strength, it was nearly impossible to cultivate even a square meter of wasteland in a single day.
Thus, opening up uncultivated land was an extremely laborious task. Without additional power at hand, such circumstances were almost impossible to change.
As the land was successfully cultivated, it presented a loose and deep brown appearance—clearly a prime piece of farmland. The onlookers couldn't help but take another breath in astonishment.
Despite its seemingly large scale, Zhao Family Village is essentially a relatively affluent rural community. Every able-bodied adult here must personally work the fields, unlike other wealthy families who rely on tenant farmers or servants to labor for them. The descendants of those families can enjoy the fruits of their labor without worry.
It is this direct involvement that gives them a profound understanding of land cultivation. Cultivating land involves not only removing surface weeds but also leveling the ground, plowing it initially, digging deep to clear underground roots, and then plowing again. After that, they must introduce irrigation sources and apply fertilizers until the final planting is completed.
The most significant challenge is that for land that has been abandoned for a long time, its hardness can be comparable to rock. It is nearly impossible to cultivate large areas of barren land through human effort alone in a short time. This illustrates just how difficult it is to break new ground.
If one did not possess remarkable strength, no one would willingly abandon their cultivated land to toil away at reclaiming new wasteland. However, Yun Xiao Yi's series of actions completely changed their perspective.
Was cultivating new land really that simple? Could it be completed with just a light swing of a hoe? Had all their past efforts been in vain? Was it merely bad luck on their part?
Then they observed that Yun Xiao Yi seemed to transform into an indefatigable expert in land reclamation, turning nearly half a hectare of barren soil into fertile farmland in just a few minutes.
Onlookers couldn't help but speculate: if we could use such a miraculous tool, how much area could we develop in a day?
As soon as the words left their lips, Yun Xiao Yi's gaze immediately shifted to the speaker. He had noticed this question. It was the perfect opportunity to test the hoe's effectiveness, especially whether it could yield results in someone else's hands as well.
"Please come over here."
"Me?" Zhao Yong, a resident of Zhao Family Village, appeared quite surprised and quickly expressed his apologies. "Respectful sir, I shouldn't have said that; I was being too talkative."
Yun Xiao Yi waved his hand dismissively. "It's nothing; I don't mind. Just come over."
Zhao Yong cautiously approached Yun Xiao Yi, feeling both nervous and curious as he walked lightly toward him.
"Immortal Sir, what do you need from me?"
Yun Xiao Yi handed him the hoe and pointed to a patch of uncultivated soil in the corner, saying, "Give it a try."
Zhao Yong clutched the Iron Hoe, his eyes welling with tears. "Immortal Sir, I truly know I was wrong."
Yun Xiao Yi gently patted his shoulder. "Don't be nervous. I just want to see if you can use this hoe well; there's no other intention."
Hearing Yun Xiao Yi's concise yet calm words, Zhao Yong gradually relaxed a bit. "Immortal Sir, can I give it a go now?"
"Yes," Yun Xiao Yi nodded.
After that, Zhao Yong approached the uncultivated soil with the Iron Hoe in hand, feeling anxious as he mimicked Yun Xiao Yi's earlier actions and swung the hoe towards the ground.
In an instant, the once dry and barren land transformed into a patch of moist and fertile soil.
Had he succeeded?
Zhao Yong rubbed his eyes in disbelief. He squatted down again and reached out to touch the earth, feeling its softness and moisture—it was clearly excellent farmland.
I did it! I succeeded!
Zhao Yong was so excited that he nearly jumped up. Beside him, Yun Xiao Yi also witnessed this transformation, looking slightly surprised.
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