"That senior brother is really impressive."
Lin Mo offered his heartfelt praise, then paid no further attention to the young man with the Wood Spirit Body and carefully buried the Dragon Saliva Grass seeds in the soil inside his Square Cauldron.
He loosened the soil, fetched water to irrigate it, then sat cross-legged on the ground and waited quietly.
It was not that he did not want to do anything else. Mainly, he did not know how.
Whenever he tended the Ghost-Crying Field or his own backyard, he simply loosened the soil, buried the seeds, and dripped spirit spring water over them. After that, there was nothing more to worry about.
Now, however, he was under everyone's watchful eyes. Even with the Treasure Gourd on him, he dared not take it out. All he could do was close his eyes and pretend to rest.
The other eight competitors were entirely different from Lin Mo.
Their methods were almost identical. After purifying the soil and performing Spirit Infusion, they immediately loosened and watered it, then extended both hands and pressed them against their Square Cauldrons again to begin the next stage of cultivation.
At that moment, their spiritual energy seemed to turn into gently flowing streams, passing slowly through the Square Cauldrons into the spirit soil and continuously nourishing the Dragon Saliva Grass seeds within.
However, the Dragon Saliva Grass seeds changed extremely slowly, and Lin Mo could not yet project his spiritual sense outward. He knew nothing of their actual condition!
Two hours, four hours, six hours...
The Spirit Plant Grand Competition was inherently tedious. The sect masters, elders, and elite disciples watching nearby soon lost interest. Some even let out several irrepressible yawns.
Han Kang and the others had already returned to the main hall rather than remaining by