"Star Tree, others drank the spiritual rain brought by a Call the Wind and Summon the Rain and have already taken root, sprouted, and are nearly grown. Why are you still a sapling?"
Lu Qing stroked the Star Tree's bare trunk, having to bend halfway over to do so.
A trace of melancholy showed on his face as he looked at the Star Tree, which had only grown to his knees, then at the huge snow-white lotus in the lake, fragrant and lush, and the blade of grass nearby that seemed wreathed in dazzling sword light.
That was South Sea One-Sword Wind.
As it grew, its leaves were as cold as sword light.
Yet the central root vein within each leaf was exceptionally tough and sturdy. It was generally extracted for use as a refining material, or made into the core of a talisman brush.
They were all growing well. Only this Star Tree, its body speckled with starlight, was far too short.
It had not even grown any branches or leaves.
"Let's watch it a little longer. The one in Long Feather's space is perfectly normal. This one should be fine too, right?"
Lu Qing stroked its trunk again, then specially gave it an exclusive shower of spiritual rain.
His eyes remained fixed on the Star Tree.
The spiritual rain fell, and spiritual energy was absorbed.
Then Lu Qing discovered that it seemed to have changed a little.
"Is it because most of the spiritual rain is concentrated on the spiritual fields below?"
Lu Qing walked to the edge of the cliff and looked down at the spiritual fields below.
He soon understood what had happened.
He usually condensed clouds before bringing down spiritual rain.
Most of the spiritual energy was drawn away and absorbed by the spiritual fields