Chapter 306: Mother Qi of Ten Thousand Earths and Festival of Harvest

In the vision of the Mandara Demon Eye, Gao De could clearly see that at this moment, strands of five-colored light, identical to those on Yujia Te Xila's leaves, were flowing on Flora's body.

They were like tassels, constantly intertwining and overlapping, finally forming a cocoon that wrapped Flora's tiny body.

But in the vision of normal eyes, these five-colored lights were completely invisible and non-existent.

It was truly breathtaking.

This scene lasted for about a minute before the five-colored light wrapping Flora suddenly began to shrink until it completely hid into Flora's body.

The mysterious energy flow was no longer visible, but it didn't disappear; it was "absorbed" by Flora.

Seeing that everything was over, Gao De finally turned off the Mandara Demon Eye with peace of mind.

Flora widened her eyes and was staring blankly at him.

"Is Lady Flora finished?" Gao De confirmed.

"Lady Flora is finished." Flora affirmed.

"What changes have occurred in Lady Flora this time?"

"Changes?" Flora lowered her head and carefully examined herself, tugged at her fingers and cheeks, and finally said dejectedly, "No changes."

"It's okay, being small is also cute." Gao De's eye twitched, and he decided to ask in more detail. "I mean, did you obtain any incredible new abilities?"

"New abilities..." Flora thought for a moment and nodded very seriously. "Yes, but I don't know if they are incredible!"

"Tell me in detail."

"It's... it's this." Flora stammered, not knowing how to describe it, and finally simply stretched out her small hand, and a yellow-brown air current surged from her fingertips.

"What is this used for?"

"It's used to change soil..."

"Change soil?"

"It's... it's..."

In the Q&A, Gao De quickly integrated the intermittent information.

Saying "change soil" was actually very accurate.

Magic plant growth often requires various different soil conditions, and spiritual land containing magic power is often just the most basic condition.

For example, the Fire Flame Fruit tree grows on scorched earth; ordinary spiritual land cannot allow the Fire Flame Fruit tree to survive.

And this yellow-brown air current of Flora's can change the nature of the soil.

One only needs a handful of the desired soil, for example, a handful of scorched earth, bury it in normal spiritual land, and Flora can use this handful of scorched earth as a source to slowly improve the soil around the source earth through the yellow-brown air current, making them transform into scorched earth.

However, there is a limitation: soil cultivated later cannot be used as source earth; only native special soil can be used as source earth to transform the surrounding land.

"Is it incredible?" Flora looked up at Gao De, full of expectation.

"Incredibly incredible!" Gao De affirmed.

This was more than incredible; this was a heaven-reaching ability comparable to "turning stones into gold."

With this ability, any rare magic plant in the future could be transplanted into Yujia Te Xila's Ten Thousand Tree Domain.

"Since Flora can't say its name, how about calling it Mother Qi of Ten Thousand Earths in the future?" Gao De looked at the yellow-brown air current circling Flora's fingertips and suddenly thought of a name with private goods.

"Good!" Flora, who was already working hard to learn arithmetic, answered without hesitation.

Ten is two hands.

One hundred is twenty hands.

One thousand is two hundred hands.

Ten thousand is... anyway, many, many hands. It sounds quite incredible just by hearing it! After witnessing Yujia Te Xila's advancement, Gao De didn't stay in Jianwan for long, but chose to return to Phoenix.

Astral Teleportation, although he was full of anticipation in his heart, he couldn't perform it yet.

Because Yujia Te Xila needs two months to fill the energy required for an Astral Teleportation.

And this energy filled for the first time had already been turned into a rune by Yujia Te Xila and branded on the back of his hand.

So to open the Astral Teleportation gate, he could only wait for two months for the energy to be "filled" again.

But it was just right; he could prepare well for the first Astral Teleportation journey in these two months.

After all, an Astral Teleportation can only be performed once every two months, and counting the return journey, it is once every four months, so naturally, one must make full preparations to maximize the cost-performance of the "journey."

Today's Phoenix is different from the past.

Under normal circumstances, before the sun rises, most Enduring Zhenbing tribesmen have already gotten up early, started preparing meals, and after eating the first meal of the day, they go out facing the rising sun to obtain food for the tribe, or fish, or hunt... in short, they can't stop for a day, otherwise, it might lead to some tribesmen not being able to eat. But today, all the Enduring Zhenbing tribesmen put down this "daily" work and walked toward the outside of the city.

This was an order from the King of the Enduring Zhenbing Tribe; they could not work today.

Outside the ice wall of Phoenix, it was already crowded with people.

The elders organized the Iceborn mages in the tribe to form a circle, forming a human wall.

The ice walls were all full of people; these were the people who came early and grabbed a good spot.

Looking down from a high position, these people could clearly see that the snowfield on both sides outside the city wall, which was originally flat, had been tightly covered by ice enclosures, and they didn't know what was hidden inside.

And in the places far away where no ice enclosures were set up, one could see pieces of organized land, not knowing what they were for, only knowing that it was at the order of the tribe's new King, who gathered many people to reclaim the wasteland.

It couldn't be planting things, right?

—Although Su Naifa didn't order to hide the Northwest Barley No. 1, many people in the Enduring Zhenbing Tribe already knew about Northwest Barley No. 1, but most Enduring Zhenbing tribesmen knew nothing about it.

And outside the ice wall, there was a temporary ice platform built with magic.

【In the error-free version!】

Gao De, Su Naifa, Flora, Grant, and others were all standing on the high platform.

"My King, War Mother," Deputy Minister Grant stepped forward and said respectfully to the two, "It's about time."

Gao De glanced at Su Naifa, who remained unmoved and said softly, "Your idea, naturally you should speak."

Today is the day of harvest for the naturally growing Northwest Barley No. 1.

Material construction is important, but spiritual construction is equally important.

In fact, Gao De was somewhat unbelievable when he learned that the Enduring Zhenbing Tribe didn't have any festivals.

After learning that the Enduring Zhenbing tribesmen worked day after day without rest, he was even more shocked—but he could also understand, because the work of the Enduring Zhenbing tribesmen was to obtain food. Once they stopped for a day, it might lead to some tribesmen starving to death in the Year of Freezing.

But it's different from now on.

The appearance of Northwest Barley No. 1 made food no longer scarce.

And as the first harvest day of Northwest Barley No. 1, which is enough to change the northern realm, from today on, barley will walk onto the dining tables of the northern realm people and completely change the lives of the northern realm people.

Such an epic moment is absolutely worth writing a big book about, so Gao De decided to name this day the Festival of Harvest.

Every year on this day, all Enduring Zhenbing tribesmen can rest for a day like today, and hold various celebration activities, equivalent to the "Spring Festival" of the previous life.

Although the Enduring Zhenbing tribesmen don't have the concept of festivals yet, as long as such activities continue for a few years, it will become a tradition.

And the Enduring Zhenbing tribesmen will gradually feel that they are different from other northern realm people. To use a biased word, it is to stimulate their "sense of superiority."

With a "sense of superiority," it will increase their sense of identity with Phoenix and their identity as Enduring Zhenbing tribesmen, and they will be more willing to spontaneously maintain the tribe.

Gao De didn't shirk or pretend, knowing that Su Naifa also wanted to take this opportunity to let more people recognize him as the new King.

He looked at the black, noisy crowd in front of him, took a deep breath, stepped forward, waved to everyone, and signaled everyone to be quiet.

"Tribesmen, I am Gao De, your new King." His voice was not high, but it clearly penetrated the crowd.

A burst of enthusiastic cheers erupted from the crowd.

"King Gao De!" "King Gao De!"

This scene made Gao De feel warm in his heart.

These cheers were not "touts" he had arranged in advance, but were all spontaneous from the Enduring Zhenbing tribesmen.

Clearly, the ancient prophecy from War Mother E Rui Ti Ya had long been deeply imprinted in the hearts of the Enduring Zhenbing tribesmen, making them subconsciously submit and awe Gao De, the person in the prophecy, even though he was young and an outsider.

After the shouting subsided slightly, Gao De pressed his hand down again. "Gathering everyone here today is to announce one thing to everyone."

"I know that our tribesmen are the most hardworking, but even so, every time the Year of Freezing arrives, there will still be starvation, and there will be people who lose their parents, brothers, and sisters. This is our pain, and it is also a reality we cannot escape."

"This is not your fault; you are already hardworking enough, tough enough, and this is not the fault of the snowfield. Northern realm people are born on the permafrost tundra and will always love this land deeply."

"But from today on, all this will become history. As long as everyone is hardworking enough," Gao De said loudly, "Enduring Zhenbing tribesmen will never suffer from hunger again."

"Because, from today on, our northern realm can also harvest food!"

"This is a day worth remembering. I announce that from now on, this day every year will be called the Festival of Harvest!"

As Gao De's voice fell, with a bang, the ice enclosures that stood high were all dissolved, like ice and snow melting in the warm sun of spring.

Following closely, the patches of wheat fields hidden in the ice enclosures were revealed.

The golden wheat shone with dazzling light under the sun, as vast and boundless as a golden ocean.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 307 =====