Chapter 333 The Mantis Stalks the Cicada, Unaware of the Oriole Behind

In the pitch-black night, you can’t see your hand in front of you.

Four black-clothed figures sneaked into a spiritual field on the main peak.

“Fuck, it’s worthy of being a natural treasure planted by the Immortal King. I just smelled it from a distance, and it broke through three realms!”

Sikong Tu’s eyes lit up, and he tried his best to suppress the turmoil in his cultivation.

His cultivation was only at the Divine Palace Realm, so after a slight sniff, his cultivation instantly soared, and in a short moment he went from the sixth level of the Divine Palace to the ninth level of the Divine Palace.

The cultivation of others also loosened up in an instant, but they hurriedly suppressed it, opened the gate of the spiritual field, and plunged in.

Su Changge also followed in.

It was only after entering that everyone realized that this was a four-acre fertile field that looked like a corn field.

Looking more carefully, it turned out that corn was really planted here!

Looking around, rows of corn stalks are all stuck with huge sticks. They are mature corn cobs. Through the skin, you can see the golden corn kernels inside, like golden diamonds, full of grains, shining brightly!

"Golden corn!" Hu Han blurted out!

This kind of corn is not ordinary corn, but a noble variety of golden corn. Each grain is like gold, pure and noble. It not only tastes sweet, but also makes the seriously injured monks radiant in an instant, return to the peak state, and fill the body with spiritual energy, refreshed, energetic, and full of strength!

Improving cultivation is even more of a problem!

And this is only one ten-thousandth of the uses of golden corn!

It can also consolidate cultivation, can be used as medicine to make elixirs, can replenish kinetic energy for the Sun Chaser, and can even be grafted to cultivate more noble spiritual medicines... It has many uses and is a panacea!

Since this item is extremely valuable, if it is sold, its value needs to be measured in units of [pieces]!

According to the market price, only one corn kernel is 10,000 high-grade spirit stones, which is extremely popular and in short supply!

As we all know, a corn cob can produce 12 to 24 rows of corn, with 20 to 40 kernels in each row, all in double rows.

So, if we convert it, one corn cob can produce about 1,000 corn kernels!

That's 10 million high-grade spirit stones!

Then there are a total of four acres of land, and one corn stalk can produce 1 to 3 corn cobs. So many corn stalks, green at a glance, damn rich!

"It's true that the brave will die of overeating and the timid will die of starvation. Now we're rich!"

Sikong Tu's eyes lit up!

Others were also trembling with excitement, and they simply couldn't control their emotions!

After a little shock, Hu Han reacted the fastest. He broke off a corn cob with a "click" and raised his hand to put it in the storage bag.

But suddenly, he was stunned.

I saw that the corn cob would pop out automatically after being put in, and I don’t know why.

In other words, the storage bag cannot hold this thing.

“Maybe it’s because the golden corn is too precious?” Hu Han guessed, touching his chin.

Sikong Tu suddenly had an idea and suggested: “Maybe the way is simple? Try using a sack.”

Hu Han took out an ordinary sack and tried it. It really worked.

“Everyone, be quiet and put it in a sack!”

Hu Han gave an order, and everyone took out the sacks, got into the cornfield and started to break the corn frantically.

In less than a cup of tea, they filled three sacks.

Since they couldn’t use the storage bag to transport it, Hu Han suggested putting it on the edge of the field first, and then find a way to transport it together after all the corns were broken, so as to save trouble.

He was born in a farming family in his early years, so he was familiar with breaking corn. Generally, he would put it in a bag after breaking it and put it on the edge of the field first.

Zhang Zongbao and the other two nodded in agreement.

Here, in the shadow of a pile of corn stalks, Su Changge looked at the three bulging sacks on the ground, and without saying anything, he just carried them on his back and walked away.

Since Hu Han and the other four were in the field, the corn stalks were very tall and lush, so as long as they didn't pay special attention to the ground, they couldn't see any clues at all, not to mention that it was still dark at night.

Su Changge used the shadow to carry the golden corn and quickly returned to the Lihua Peak hut without anyone noticing.

Put down the sack.

When he untied it, he immediately smelled the sweet smell of corn.

"Hahaha, I'm laughing to death, Hu Han, Hu Han, you guys are stealing in front, and I'm picking up in the back, it's really funny to me!"

Su Changge was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth!

Originally, he was still hesitating about how to intercept these golden corns this time, but he didn't expect that he could get them without any effort, even without breaking them. Hu Han was very considerate. Not only did he mobilize a lot of people to help him break them, but he also helped him pack them neatly into bags, and then put them on the ground waiting for him to pick them up.

I really have to thank his eight generations of ancestors.

As for whether something will happen, there is no need to worry at all.

"Even if something happens in the future, it will be Hu Han and others who will take the blame. What does it have to do with me!"