If they could grow and mature simply by being planted casually, then it would depend on whether that patch of soil was the legendary Immortal Soil.
But clearly, Sun-Moon Mountain could currently only be considered a spiritual land. It had yet to reach the level of a treasured planting ground, much less the Immortal Soil, so far away it could not even be seen.
"Which disciple is responsible for this patch of sixth-grade Spirit Plants?"
Lu Qing asked.
This patch of sixth-grade Spirit Plants had been a trial area just days ago. If it succeeded, all the better; if not, then they would simply let time wear away at it.
"Come to think of it, the Spirit Plants here have been growing larger and larger."
Lu Qing sighed. Spirit Plants of every kind swayed flamboyantly across the mountains, spiritual clouds roiled, and misty spiritual rain often fell. Upon entering the bounds of Sun-Moon Mountain, Lu Qing could clearly sense that the spiritual energy here was no longer comparable to the past.
"It was Zhang Hu."
Hu Laozhang had already brought the man over.
As expected, there were indeed talented people among this batch of newly initiated disciples.
"Good. From now on, you will be responsible for this area and serve as the fourth steward of Sun-Moon Mountain."
Lu Qing made the arrangement. With such a talent for Spirit Plants, increasing planting yields would not be a problem. But what he cared about more was that the benefits would also need to be increased for mid-grade Spirit Plants and above.
"Of the stewards from the Spirit Plant Garden, it seems only one has returned."
Lu Qing recalled what he had heard recently.
But the most important matter at present was not the Spirit Plant Garden.
To Lu Qing, that was no