After returning from guarding the newly born spiritual vein, Shen Hao and Zi Xuan returned to Secluded Forest Valley. Life in Secluded Forest Valley remained peaceful and fulfilling. The disciples of the Teaching Pavilion often came to seek guidance on cultivation problems, while the people of every race brought bountiful fruits to share the joy of life. Yet this tranquility was shattered after autumn arrived.
The seasons of the Hongmeng Great Land suddenly fell into disorder. In what should have been a crisp autumn season, rare torrential rains descended upon the Northern Territory, triggering mountain floods that submerged vast stretches of fertile fields. The Southern Territory, meanwhile, suffered an unceasing drought; rivers ran dry, and spiritual herbs withered. The sandstorms of the western regions became extraordinarily violent, swallowing up many oases. In the Eastern Territory, temperatures rose and fell unpredictably, and living beings fell ill one after another.
News flowed endlessly into Secluded Forest Valley, and Shen Hao's heart grew increasingly heavy. The seasons were the rhythm of Heaven and Earth's workings, sustaining the growth and propagation of all things. Seasonal disorder would not only affect the survival of living beings; if it continued for too long, it would also throw Heaven and Earth Law out of balance, cause spiritual veins to stir abnormally, and perhaps even trigger greater calamities.
"Brother Hao, the seasonal disorder is getting worse and worse. What should we do?" Zi Xuan looked at the urgent report in her hand, her face full of worry.
Shen Hao set down the Hongmeng Dao Canon, a thoughtful glint flashing through his eyes. "The disorder of the seasons must mean that Heaven and Earth Law has fallen out of balance. In recent years, spiritual energy tides have given rise to vast numbers of living beings and spiritual veins, but