In the blink of an eye, two months had passed, all was calm, and it was harvest season once again. By then, Qingming had opened up three million acres of land, with a population of one million two hundred thousand, and an additional fifty thousand acres of spiritual fields, which produced one hundred thousand catties of spirit rice every half year.
That season, six hundred million catties of grain were harvested, a figure that was a heavy burden for the entirety of Qingming. So, Wei Yuan mobilized early, and aside from ten thousand elite guards continuing their usual training, all warriors were called up to gather the grain.
As the food matured continuously, spiritual energy gushed throughout the Ten Thousand River Mountains, with spirit rain in the sky that hardly ever stopped. Although the immortal plants did not receive gifts from heaven and earth, the increasingly dense Heaven and Earth Qi accelerated their growth each day.
