The Demon King is back, leading adorable kids on an adventure around the world!

The spiritual revival of the Earth happens imperceptibly.

At first, it was fog on the sea surface, which dissipated more slowly than usual, and the fog layer was thicker than usual, like a layer of water-soaked cotton wool spread on the sea surface.

When the sun reached its highest point at noon, the fog began to slowly recede, revealing the seawater underneath, which was a shade darker than before.

There was a subtle change in the air; when you inhaled it, there was a very faint coolness in your lungs, like the aftertaste of water left in your throat.

The disciples of the War God Sect were the first to notice something was wrong. Several of them who were practicing their fists in the training ground stopped and looked down at their palms.

The air pressure between my knuckles was denser than before when I threw that punch, and the sensation of the airflow sliding across my fist was clearer.

The disciple standing next to the spirit field saw that the tips of the spirit herbs were covered with water droplets, which were thicker than the morning dew.

It gleamed with a pale green light under the sun, as if it were not condensed water.

That evening, a rain fell over Sanshan Island.

The rain was light; the fine rain fell without wind, plunging vertically into the sea, into the sacred fields, and onto the roof tiles.

The feeling of rain hitting the skin is different from ordinary rain; it carries a hint of warmth.

As it slides down the skin, it leaves a brief, cool trail, as if a small stream of spiritual energy has been drawn across the skin's surface.

News also came back from Zhan Tian Sect. Ye Qianxue sent a message saying that the weeds outside the mountain gate had grown half a foot taller overnight.

The color changed from withered yellow to dark green, and new buds sprouted on the bark of several old trees.

The one with the worst aptitude among the outer disciples was still hovering around the mid-stage of Qi Refining yesterday.

He suddenly broke through while meditating this morning, directly reaching the late stage of Qi Refining, which even surprised him.

A letter also arrived from the sage, saying that strange phenomena had appeared in many places, the growth rate of plants in the mountains had increased significantly, and some ancient wells that were on the verge of drying up had started to produce water again.

Witnesses in the border area reported seeing traces of a strange animal in the deep mountains. The animal appeared to be quite large, but there was no direct contact due to the distance.

The letter concluded by mentioning that some ordinary people have found themselves stronger, able to run faster, and able to see farther.

Some children begin to have a faint glow on their skin, and when they sleep at night, their skin will have a very faint luminescence, like a layer of silent starlight.

After reading the letter, Luo Tian folded the paper and put it into his storage ring without replying.

For the next few days, Nian Nian spent most of her time cultivating.

After the Chaos Nine-Leaf Lotus took root, her meditation method changed.

Previously, it would take about an hour to guide spiritual energy into the body and complete one cycle.

Now, when spiritual energy enters her body, it automatically circulates along her meridians, several times faster than before.

Like a riverbed that has been widened, the water will flow smoothly on its own without her deliberate guidance.

When she sat cross-legged in the courtyard with her eyes closed, the pale golden light around her was even more even than before.

It emanated from the surface of her skin, as if something inside her was steadily emitting light, illuminating a small area around her.

When Luo Tian walked past her, he would stop for a moment, glance at her, and then continue walking without waking her up.

One afternoon, when Niannian opened her eyes, she saw Luo Nannan squatting not far in front of her.

He was staring at her, his golden pupils reflecting the fading light emanating from Nian Nian's body.

They looked at each other for a moment, and Luo Nannan spoke first: "When you were breathing just now, the light became a little brighter."

"When?" Niannian asked.

"When you inhale."

Niannian looked down at her hands; the light had already dissipated.

She then looked at Luo Nannan: "Were there any other changes just now?"

Luo Nannan thought for a moment: "No. It's just that the light comes on along with my breathing, but I didn't see anything else."

Niannian responded with a sound of agreement and did not ask any further questions.

As she stood up, a withered leaf, which she didn't know had drifted from, landed on her knee.

She casually picked it up and placed it on the stone platform.

Luo Nannan did not chase after them, nor was she disturbed by the commotion.

Still looking at the flickering but not very intense light inside Niannian's body.

After watching for a while, she looked away, as if she had completed a pre-arranged task, and did not mention it again.

The concentration of spiritual energy is steadily increasing, and the spiritual herbs in the spiritual fields on Sanshan Island that originally needed spiritual liquid to survive are now thriving.

Now, they can survive on rainwater, and some have even sprouted new buds.

The disciples' cultivation speed has generally increased, and the number of people undergoing tribulation has also begun to rise.

Every day, Master Tianxuan receives reports of his disciples breaking through to new heights, which are being submitted to the council hall. The records are being flipped through twice as fast as usual.

Zhao Jianhua came from Zhan Tianzong, saying he was there to deliver a list of supplies received from the foot of the mountain.

He washed his hands by the well, and the water droplets fell on the stone slab a beat slower than usual, as if they were being held back by some force.

He soaked his hands in the water for a while longer, then wrung them out and walked over to Luo Tian, ​​handing him the list:

"The changes down the mountain are more obvious than up the mountain. There are several elderly people in the town who were originally in poor health."

"I've been feeling much better these past few days; I say I feel less heavy-bodied when I wake up in the morning."

"What do you think?" Luo Tian took the list and glanced at one line.

"Ordinary people can also benefit, but it won't be as obvious; the foundation determines the upper limit."

However, after some time, more children should develop spiritual roots.

Zhao Jianhua wiped his wet hands on the hem of his clothes.

"When I came over, I saw a new disciple at the outer gate. He entered the sect yesterday, and today he can already sense the flow of spiritual energy. In the past, it would have taken at least half a month."

After listening, Luo Tian closed the list and handed it back, saying, "Understood."

Zhao Jianhua took the list, said nothing more, and turned to leave.

That night, Luo Tian did not return to the council hall, but stood under the eaves of the detached courtyard for a while.

The lights in the courtyard were off, and the moonlight shone on the stone slabs, giving them a thin layer of white glow.

His gaze fell on the stone platform where Niannian had sat during the day. On the platform lay a withered leaf, its edges curled up.

He reached out and picked up the withered leaf, turning it over to examine it.

The veins on the back of the leaves appear clearer under the moonlight than during the day, as if they are regaining their original outline with the help of light.

He put the leaf down, turned around, and went back inside.

The dewdrops hanging from the eaves slid down a drooping vine to the end, reflecting a tiny ray of light in the moonlight as they fell.