Spirit Farmer Novels & Stories

“They tampered with forces beyond their understanding. Why should we intervene?” Evelyn raised her chin, her voice unwavering. “Because they are innocent. They are children, drawn into darkness by this cursed book. Punish me if you must, but help them.” The spirits exchanged glances, their forms shifting in the ethereal light. Finally, the seventh spirit, shrouded in a dark mist, stepped forward. Its voice was deep and resonant. “We will assist them, but know this: the path they walk is not ours to alter. They must prove their worth to survive.”

The formation kept his actions hidden from the outside. After a full day of excavation, Adrian finally connected his work to the spirit spring's location. The shattered rocks were neatly piled aside, showcasing his skillful stacking. And the interior transformation was even more remarkable. The spirit spring's eye was positioned at the center of a hollowed stone. Adrian had transplanted external celestial grass and soil, creating an environment that appeared naturally cultivated.

"Not to mention, I'm not too great with surprises." "Really? You seem like the type to get excited about surprises," he mused. "I haven't had many good surprises." I scoffed. "I hope you don't mind me asking you this but what aspect of Spirit does your mum specialise in?" He stared at me in shock. "How did you know my mum was a Spirit user?" "She told me." I replied vaguely for now. "I think she specializes in auras just like Doctor Salvatore." "Well, that explains it."

The spirit, hanging her head, continued her singing. Diego was powerless, her hand clenched into fist which she soon let go. She decided to take her leave, the Spirit made it clear that she wasn’t going to be of any help to Diego. She walked out the room disappointed. “One last thing,” the Spirit halted Diego as she left. Diego turned and looked at her. The Spirit winked, “Your life sucked anyway.” Diego just walked away. DIEGO

After all, there was a good amount of resources in the side altar. The next second, Darryl spoke slowly. "I'm going to start making something called a Spirithold Pill. Stand guard at the door, and don't let anyone in." His tone was gentle, but it left no room for retaliation. The Spirithold Pill was not part of the Infinite Elixir Manual but a pill that the Divine Farmer had taught to Darryl. Just like its name, the pill could hold one's spirit in place with the effect of bringing one back to life.

Even though he did not have a breakthrough and enter the intermediate stage of the true god level, he could at least have some improvement. Fane had successfully cultivated the spirited grass during the middle of the night so he went to sleep. Others would envy Fane if they knew how quickly he could cultivate this first-level premium-grade spirited grass. After all, this was a first-level premium-grade spirited grass, and the energy in it was incomparable to other spirited grass. The next morning, Joan came looking for Fane in delight.

Alex said between a laugh. “What’s spiritual soil?” quizzed Maya. “Rumor has it that spiritual soil is a type of heavenly treasure that can absorb the essence between heaven and earth, which would then breed spiritual herbs. Legend has it that some rare and precious medicine can only be cultivated using spiritual soil. Meanwhile, if normal spiritual herbs were planted in spiritual soil, its growth rate would be enhanced. In fact, such herbs would grow even better than if planted anywhere else,” Alex explained. Maya listened in great awe.

A gentle and soothingly soft voice invades my mind. "Who are you? Why are you in my mind? What did you do with Sunny!?" I literally scream out loud. I do not want to share such intimacy with a stranger. Whoever she is, she cannot replace my Sunny! I do not care even if she wants to help me. "I am your other spirit. The one who gave you the wings during the battle. I am Seraphim." "Oh dear wolf spirits. not another super being again!" I literally groan out loud.

Ger uttered annoyingly. "Don't talk to me kitten" Silcierra smiled innocently at Ger but the taunt in her voice was visible. This made Ger become livid. The ground below shook from the sheer of its power. But Silcierra did not mind it. Ger always like to demonstrate the capacity of its ability. It is said that fire are the most impulsive but that statemet was not true, becuase Ger prove it as the earth elements Spirit Gaurdian. He's always grumpy, stoic and serious. Always loved to pick a fight. "Stop it, this instance you two." The most authoritative voice boomed loudly. Spirious, the son of the king of the Spirit kingdom. Spirious, the Guardian of light. Their prince. "What of this commoti

CHAPTER 1- For a girl like me, being unusual is difficult; I was born with a gift called "Real Sight," which allows me to see things that regular people cannot. Spirits, apparitions, elements, and mythical creatures, to name a few. As a result, I preferred to avoid social situations. Others who are solely concerned with themselves can never understand how to live in the dark, surrounded by these strange creatures. After my father died, even my mother abandoned me. She cut me off from my only brother and placed me under the care of my grandmother.