As Li Ye pretended to calmly drink tea, the piles of wheat in front of the Land God Temple and the heap of Spiritual Materials beside them began to glow with a lustrous jade light.
A gust of wind roared through, sweeping up the wheat.
The wind wrapped around the golden wheat and directly crushed them all.
Not just the wheat heads, but even the wheat stalks were crushed as well. These were Spiritual Materials nourished by Spiritual Qi, valuable to mortals.
The people immediately fell silent, watching eagerly as the wind blew the heaps of flour in all directions—
They knew that this flour would end up in their homes, with varying amounts according to each family's situation.
If a household received more wheat, it would be worthy of offering incense to the ancestors, showing they have a clever person recognized by the land.
In the past, they would surely discuss which home the wheat would fly to, and who got the most.
