The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 19: The Wondrous Soil (Please Favorite and Recommendation Ticket)

Ever since she first heard the term "soil," she had imagined what this magical soil would be like.

It's no wonder she was curious. Every Huaxia person keeps the legend of the soil close to heart. The "Classic of Mountains and Seas" records: "During the ancient floods, Gun stole the soil from the Yellow Emperor to dam the waters, disobeying the Heavenly decree. The Emperor commanded Zhu Rong to slay Gun at Yu Jiao. Gun then gave birth to Yu from within himself, and the Emperor ordered Yu to spread the soil to stabilize the Nine Provinces." Although this guy named Gun failed in his flood control efforts, the magical treasure "soil" he had was enough to let generations of Huaxia people dream wildly.

Perhaps only in this world would soil and many other magical things come true? A kind of soil that can grow rapidly according to the owner's wishes.

She had fantasized that the soil might be a patch of black earth or a handful of yellow sand. But heavens, forgive her for her overly simple imagination, because what's in front of her now is:

Only as thick as her little finger, it looks very soft, very smooth, with a faint fragrance, is yellow and also transparent. In one sentence —

F*cking hell, isn't this the jelly she used to eat often on Earth?!

If this stuff is the soil, then how much soil did she swallow on Earth?

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She couldn't help but reach out and touch it. Hmm, it's indeed very smooth and very soft, and, it moves!

Feeling her touch, the soil actually wriggled, gently wrapping around her finger, like a little pet trying to please its owner.

Thanks to her nerves as strong as steel wires, unlike most Earth women who scream and throw away unidentifiable small animals when they come into contact, she calmly asked Changtian: "Why is this thing alive?"

Changtian's response was even more brilliant: "How could it grow if it's not alive?"

That's right! Besides living beings, what other extraordinary thing could keep growing? It's all because the ancients were too brief and too vague in their writing that led her to think the soil was a mere object, at best a magical treasure.

"It looks so delicate, yet it could resist the floods in the ancient century, truly amazing." This is from an Earth person's perspective.

Changtian, however, was quite dismissive: "That's not its real use at all. Gun stole it from the Yellow Emperor but did not understand its true purpose. It's not its fault that it couldn't stop the floods."

"The Fierce Beast's Spiritual Power has been extracted, place the soil on the ground. Then recite the spell to hasten its growth." He taught Ning Xiaoxian a set of syllables that were extremely tricky to pronounce.

How strange! Why does it sound so pleasant, so comfortable when Changtian recites them, but incredibly weird and awkward from her own mouth? "It sounds so bad!"

"Don't play the ingrate after getting a bargain." Changtian expressed his dissatisfaction with her, "In Ancient Times, countless people desired but could not obtain this spell!"

The scene before her was extremely interesting:

The small patch of soil shook its body joyfully and then started to expand. Its pale yellow body's occupied area grew larger and larger. In the time it took her to rub her eyes, the soil in front of her had grown into a small field ten meters long and ten meters wide of pale yellow land!

She reached out her hand in disbelief, and although the soil had grown, it still trembled lightly when her fingertips touched it, clearly very pleased.

"Truly magical!" she murmured to herself. The greatness and uniqueness of life were indeed awe-inspiring.

"Where are the seeds?"

"Ah, here." She pulled out a small cloth bag from her person.

After making dinner for the Chi Xiao Sect, she bid farewell to Elder Shan, claiming that distant relatives had sent word asking her to reunite with them. Elder Shan was silent for a while, seemingly wanting to persuade her to stay but not knowing how to start, and in the end, he said nothing.

This kind-hearted elderly man gave her a few small gold ingots, several Silver Taels, and a small bag of seeds that she had asked him to obtain.

The seeds of the Cultivation Sect were precious in themselves. Although cultivators are detached from mortal desires, the grains they consume must be of the highest quality! The dregs in mortal food are too plentiful; only the sorghum and millet of Immortals can nourish the body and uplift the spirit, and with long-term consumption, they even have the effect of slowly increasing cultivation. The rice Ning Xiaoxian used for the midday banquet was from the Immortals.

The seeds Elder Shan got for her were those of the Cloud Fragrant Rice, which were a pale green color. The Chi Xiao Sect had carved out immortal fields on the mountains specifically to cultivate Cloud Fragrant Rice. The soil there was firmer than refined steel, and Cloud Fragrant Rice just happened to grow in such places. Both planting and harvesting were very difficult. Therefore, only core disciples of the Inner Sect of Chi Xiao Sect with a high enough grade had the privilege to consume this Cloud Fragrant Rice, and furthermore, Inner Sect Disciples had to squeeze out ten days each year to labor in the fields. This was a mandatory requirement of the sect, with no room for negotiation!

Therefore, for Elder Shan to give her these seeds was itself a violation of sect rules and a taboo, which shows his fondness for this mortal girl. Xiao Xian was keenly aware in her heart and immensely grateful.

She carefully poured out the seeds and scattered them onto the soil as Changtian had taught her.

Although her sowing was without any particular method, the power of space forced each seed to fall precisely where it was meant to be. She could even see the seeds landing on the soil, slowly sinking down into a layer as clear as ice, and then rapidly taking root and sprouting!

The rate of growth was visible to the naked eye! In just 15 minutes, these seeds had completed the process from taking root to blooming right before her eyes.

It was like watching a documentary. She had seen time-lapse photography on Earth where viewers could watch a flower bud go through the process of blossoming and fading within six seconds, a process that would normally take three days and nights. But what she was seeing now was happening in real-time, without any editing, splicing, or production!

She knew that the growth period of rice took up to two hundred days, and even in Huaxia, the fastest-growing Hainan triple-cropping rice took a hundred days to mature. The Chi Xiao Sect put so much effort into cultivating the Steel Field to plant Cloud Fragrant Rice, and every day disciples had to assiduously tilling, weeding, and watering the fields for a long time before they could harvest.

Yet, in this heaven-defying little space, in front of this heaven-defying Divine Artifact, natural laws could be overturned.

Suddenly, a whirling breeze blew through, lifting the pollen from one flower and depositing it onto another. There were no bees here, and the master of the God Demon Prison had even considered this—to use wind in place of insects for pollen transfer. This person's thoughts were truly meticulous.

Afterward, she continued to watch the whole process of heading, filling, and maturing unfold before her eyes. The more oddities she saw, the less surprised she became, and her ability to accept these experiences remained remarkably robust.