The soil of the Azure Cloud Realm was hungry.
For three long hundreds of years, the earth across eighteen mortal provinces had been baked into sterile, cracked crust, leached of all organic moisture and choked with bitter-salt stone salts. Agricultural scholars in the Great Qian capital had written dozens of somber treatises declaring that even if the rains ever returned, it would take twenty years of careful fallowing before the soil could yield a single bushel of winter wheat.
They had calculated their models using mundane rainwater. They hadn’t accounted for the Primordial Heavenly Springhead.
Because the water now roaring through the three land-wide riverbeds had surged directly from the deep underground quartz underground water beds—and because it had passed through the heat-drawing energy field of Lin Xiao’s Peak Nascent Soul core—it wasn’t mere moisture. It was a natural, ancient bio-elixir soaked with dissolved ionic potassium, chelated minerals, and trace ancient life-qi.
Within thirty-six hours of the rivers’ return, an agricultural miracle of genesis unfolded across ten thousand li.
As the irrigation canals, ancient stone water chutes, and village ditches filled with crystal-clear water, the dry soil drank with a heard, whispering sigh. The bitter-salt salts that had poisoned the roots were flushed deep into the underground shale strata, achieving ninety-nine percent soil desalination in a single day.
