Nine Yang Alchemy Emperor

"Kid, when you're under this small leader's employ, you'd best tuck your tail and behave!"

After being passed around, Chu Feng was assigned to work as a Medicine Farmer under a small leader with shifty eyes and a mousy face. A small leader oversaw ten Medicine Farmers.

This person was named Ding Ku. Just like Chu Feng, he was merely an ordinary Outer Disciple with the cultivation of a Late Stage Great Sword Master.

To be promoted to a small leader, he must have had some exceptional capabilities.

It was just uncertain which specific abilities he excelled in.

Chu Feng had spoken against Deacon Tang Ying, whether intentionally or not, and he ended up being assigned to work under him.

In order to please Deacon Tang Ying, Ding Ku naturally wouldn't show Chu Feng any kindness.

No sooner had he brought Chu Feng to the plot of land he was in charge of than he put on a fierce face, giving Chu Feng a stern welcome.

"Listen up, starting from today, you must cultivate these two acres of Medicine Mountain within three days. Then plant Heavenly Frost Grass and Bitter Cold Flower. You must ensure a yield within three months; otherwise, you will definitely suffer the consequences."

After saying this, Ding Ku tossed several tools for reclaiming wasteland and planting Medicinal Herbs at Chu Feng.

"These are the seeds of Heavenly Frost Grass and Bitter Cold Flower for the two acres of Medicine Mountain. Handle it yourself." After speaking, Ding Ku left with a sneer.

Medicine Farmers lived in thatched cottages, spending their days tending to their two acres of Medicine Mountain.

The treatment of small leaders was clearly much better.

They lived in stone houses built on the mountain, enclosed by hedges to form a small courtyard, akin to a mountain villa. Living there was comfortable and pleasant.

Compared to thatched cottages, it was just too much better.

Actually, this was also for the sake of conserving mountainous land. Among the nearly a thousand Medicine Farmers of the entire Medicine Mountain, if each person were to fence off and build a courtyard, there wouldn't be much land left for cultivating Medicinal Herbs.

Chu Feng looked at the wasteland before him, covered with thorny shrubs, and noted that the roots of the vegetation had a lot of grain-sized loose soil.

Clearly, this area had a significant number of insects and ants.

Chu Feng surveyed the area and saw that the surrounding mountainsides were much better than his own plot.

It seemed that Ding Ku was deliberately making things difficult for him.

This was the first challenge set for Chu Feng.

Firstly, these thorny shrubs were difficult to clear. They not only intertwined densely, covering the mountainside, but their roots were also deeply embedded in the ground.

If their roots weren't completely dug up, even if Medicinal Herbs were planted, future weeding would unquestionably be a headache.

Additionally, mountainsides with many insects and ants made it easy for the Medicinal Herbs to suffer from pest invasions.

The difficulty of cultivation had invisibly increased a notch.

Moreover, both Heavenly Frost Grass and Bitter Cold Flower are Yin Attribute Medicinal Herbs. They prefer shade and fear sunlight, while this mountainside faced the west.

If Yang attribute Medicinal Herbs like Fiery Flame Grass were planted, perhaps they could yield a very good harvest.

But planting Yin Attribute Medicinal Herbs was definitely not going to work.

Forgetting yield, whether they could survive was another question.

"Although I have the cultivation of a Great Sword Master, I would need at least a month to fully reclaim this wasteland by mere human strength. To do so within three days is almost impossible."

Chu Feng frowned as he looked at the two acres of mountainous land before him; he was somewhat worried.

And these two bags of seeds also needed to be planted in the ground as soon as possible. Otherwise, there would be no yield within three months.

"I can only rely on my wits, absolutely not brute force!" Chu Feng had set his course of action.

He decided to first take a walk through the wasteland.

In the wasteland, besides the large patches of thorns, there were also towering trees. They were lush and probably had grown for over a hundred years.

During the inspection, dark clouds were quietly gathering in the sky, and the weather was also unusually hot and stuffy.

The weather in June is really unpredictable, changing at a moment's notice.

It seems that a heavy downpour will fall soon.

"Eh, are those ants moving house?"

Chu Feng noticed a large swarm of ants crawling out from the soft fallen leaves on the ground, and then migrating to the hollow interior of an ancient tree. That huge tree hole became their haven from the wind and rain.

These ants are extremely large; the bigger ones are almost as thick as an adult's pinky finger, and the smaller ones are also about the size of soybeans.

Moreover, they are densely packed, numbering in the tens of millions.

Their entire bodies are crimson red, with sharp mouthparts like a pair of pincers.

As they crawl, their movements are agile, clearly a type of formidable ant that is very difficult to deal with.

"Entirely crimson red, with bodies like wasps and golden stripes on their backsides, and such large sizes... could it be, they are Crimson Fire Ants?"

Chu Feng's eyes sparkled; he did not disturb this nest of migrating Crimson Fire Ants but stood in a relatively safe area, silently watching.

A moment later, Chu Feng was very certain that these were indeed a nest of Crimson Fire Ants.

"It's just not clear whether there is only this nest of Crimson Fire Ants in this wasteland, or if there is an even larger ant colony?"

Crimson Fire Ants are known as the army ants among ants. They are extremely aggressive and ferocious.

In places where they reside, other insects and ants find it difficult to survive.

Because once they discover other insects or ants, they will immediately attack en masse, either annihilating the group or chasing them far away before they give up.

Many say they are the bandits among ants, and it is not an exaggeration.

After discreet observation, Chu Feng found that there was only this one nest of Crimson Fire Ants in the wasteland.

Ants and bees are like humans; one Ant Queen or one Queen Bee can rule a nation.

It can be confirmed that this nest only has one Ant Queen.

"I'll have to make use of these little fellows, to do two things for me! Turn this wasteland into a treasure land suitable for planting Heavenly Frost Grass and Bitter Cold Flower." A gleam of wisdom flashed in Chu Feng's eyes.

For Ding Ku wanting to trouble him, it was like a blind man lighting a lamp—wasted effort.

Just a waste of scheming.

Chu Feng fashioned a small tool, similar to a fishing rod, and caught nearly thirty of the largest Crimson Fire Ants.

Then, he discerned them one by one, releasing the males and keeping the females.

After layer upon layer of selection, only the ten strongest female ants remained.

"Little guys, you're lucky to have met me. In no more than two days, you will all become supreme, dominant Ant Queens!" Chu Feng confined them in a sealed container and then took out a bottle of Elixir from his bosom.

He took out five, divided each into two halves, and fed these carefully selected ten Crimson Fire Ants.

Originally, a quarter of an Elixir would be enough to allow a Crimson Fire Ant to transform into an Ant Queen. But to save time, Chu Feng really went all out, feeding them double the usual dose.

This amount should be just right.

Any more, and it would be easy to overfeed them to death. Any less, and the transformation time would definitely be prolonged.

After completing the task, Chu Feng did not idle. Instead, he took the tool and personally worked hard to cultivate a small piece of mountain land. It was probably only about ten square meters.

For him, such a small amount of labor was easily completed.

After the cultivation, he sprinkled a circle of Medicine Powder around it.

This way, no matter what kind of insects or ants, none dared to invade even half a step into the land he cultivated. They would regard this place as the Thunder Pond.