Han Qing smiled. "This is Temporal Dust."
Xu Changqing raised an eyebrow. "Temporal Dust?"
Han Qing lowered his voice. "You may understand it as a gift from the Great Dao Venerable.
Anything born within the Northern Dipper Star Region absorbs Temporal Dust.
It is everywhere, and it brings no harm—only benefits."
Xu Changqing poured the Heavenly Dew in his palm into the Spirit Fields, then gave an "Oh."
After that, he did not ask anything else.
Thus, the Heavenly Dew continued to fall for a quarter of an hour.
The clouds came swiftly and dispersed even faster.
In the blink of an eye, the wind was gentle and the sun bright, everything restored to how it had been.
Han Qing inspected the irrigated Spirit Fields, and only after confirming that there were no issues did he put away the jade slip and cup his hands toward Xu Changqing. "Xu, the initial irrigation has been completed.
I have already recorded the subsequent schedule.
Grade-Three Spirit Fields will be irrigated on the first day of every month; Grade-Four Spirit Fields on the first and fifteenth of every month; Grade-Five Spirit Fields once every seven days, completing one cycle in seven sessions."
After a pause, he added, "If you need to temporarily adjust the irrigation time, or regulate the temperature and lighting of the Spirit Fields, you may send a Prayer Talisman to the Spirit Plant Bureau at any time."
Xu Changqing nodded. "Alright. Sorry for the trouble, Deacon Han."
Han Qing did not dare claim any credit. After bowing once more, he immediately rode the wind away.
Xu Changqing watched him leave, then sat down on the ridge between the fields.
That one sit lasted from daylight until nightfall.
At night, the sky over the Northern Dipper Star Region had completely changed