The morning sun bathed Chen Fan's small hut in a warm golden light. He yawned, stretching, and glanced at his vegetable patch.
"Hmm… carrots, cabbages, and tomatoes. All fine," he muttered. "Better water them before they shrivel."
Little did he know, these "ordinary" vegetables were far from ordinary. Chen Fan had unconsciously infused them with his spiritual energy while planting and tending them.
He went about his task casually, humming an off-key tune. The water he poured glimmered faintly in the sunlight. Birds swooped around, inexplicably avoiding his plants, and the soil itself seemed to pulse with life.
Meanwhile, in the Lea Sect, disciples were discovering the miraculous effects of the vegetables Chen Fan had casually gifted them the day before.
A single cabbage was cooked into a stew, and those who ate it felt their cultivation surge uncontrollably. Several disciples who had been stuck at bottleneck stages shattered their limits, gaining profound comprehension of martial techniques in moments.
Zhao Lin stared in disbelief. "This… this is… an elixir?! But it's just a vegetable!"
One junior disciple bowed, trembling: "Master… this… this is divine. Our young master… Chen Fan… he is not merely talented he is beyond human!"
Back at the hut, Chen Fan was completely oblivious. He harvested a few more vegetables, humming: "These are for… lunch? I guess."
That night, as Chen Fan slept, the white tiger cub now more like a small domestic cat curled around him. However, the cat had absorbed so much of Chen Fan's leaked spiritual energy that it began to transform. Fur melted into smooth skin, claws became delicate hands, and within moments, a small, human girl appeared, crouched by his bed.
She blinked, looking around, and whispered in a tiny, shy voice: "Master… am I… real?"
Chen Fan, deep in slumber, mumbled: "Hmm… cat… huh… needs food…" and rolled over, oblivious.
The girl, trying not to wake him, tiptoed to the window, her movements fluid and elegant, but faintly radiating spiritual energy. Outside, even the night air seemed to bow around her, responding to her master's influence.
The next morning, word spread through the cultivation world like wildfire. "The vegetables of Chen Fan… are legendary elixirs! One taste, and one may break through mortal limitations!"
The Raging Fire Sect and the Long Shen Sect both bitter rivals of the Lea Sect sent spies to investigate. Every attempt to steal the vegetables or confront Chen Fan failed miserably; inexplicable phenomena occurred around him, from protective formations that dissolved at his fanning to winds that flung intruders away.
Chen Fan, meanwhile, was obliviously tending his garden and feeding his "chickens." He noticed the tiny human girl peeking from behind a tree and muttered, "Cute… another stray? Okay, you can stay… for now."
The girl's eyes sparkled. "Master… I… I will protect you."
Chen Fan blinked, nodding. "Alright… good. You like vegetables?"
And thus, the small human girl the transformed white tiger cub joined him in his absurdly mundane yet divinely consequential life. Meanwhile, the sects could only marvel, terrified and awed, as the young man they thought ordinary continued to reshape the world through chores, water, and art.