Behind Han Li's shed was a patch of wild weeds no one paid attention to. That changed overnight.
Vines pulsed with golden light. Spirit rabbits danced around glowing lotus blooms. Even butterflies carried qi.
Elders arrived in panic.
"What… is this?!"
Han Li rubbed his neck. "Just cabbage."
"Cabbage?" Elder Mu squinted at a seven-colored lotus blooming beside a stone.
"That one grew fast."
"You watered this daily?"
Han Li nodded. "Used phoenix droppings from the furnace. Good for soil."
The Sect Master arrived. He examined a vine coiling around a bamboo shoot. It shimmered with divine inscriptions.
"This is a Heaven-Grade Spirit Vein…"
Han Li blinked. "Should I pluck it?"
The Sect Master quickly raised his hand. "No! Let it grow!"
He turned to the elders. "Place protective wards. No one disturbs this garden."
At night, Han Li sat by the glowing patch, sipping soup. A small flower bud leaned toward him like a child.
He smiled faintly and patted its petals.