"It's about the letter tree at the entrance to the village."
Grandpa Zhang and several other elders marveled at the Cloud Rain Technique displayed by Lu Qing.
They had never seen nor heard of using spells to water the rice paddies before.
The key was, the seedlings in the rice paddies watered by Lu Qing were equally peculiar.
Not only did they grow exceptionally robust, but their leaf tips also shimmered with threads of golden light, looking very extraordinary.
"Ah Qing, why do your seedlings shimmer with golden light?"
An elder couldn't help but ask.
"These are new rice varieties that I've attempted to cultivate using the way of spells; therefore, the seedlings grow a bit differently," Lu Qing explained with a smile.
The villagers were already aware that he knew spells, so there was no need for him to be secretive.
"What will the rice grown from spells be like?"
Another elder exclaimed with wide eyes.
