"This is still but a broken Spiritual Medicine Garden... yet in comparison, even the Saint's garden seems inferior..."
Fang Xi crouched down, grabbing a handful of the garden's soil with his right hand.
As an experienced Spirit Farmer, he had some insights into the cultivation of Spirit Plants.
He knew that growing Spirit Medicine was no simple matter, as many Spirit Medicines had strict environmental and soil requirements.
Transplanting them rashly into a garden could lead to mutual incompatibility of medicinal properties, preventing their growth entirely.
But in this garden, various Spirit Medicines were thriving excellently, with none of such issues occurring.
Clearly, besides the spiritual energy of the Evergreen Garden being extremely conducive to the growth of Spirit Medicine, it also had to do with the soil.
The spiritual soil in Fang Xi's hand was five-colored, emitting a faint fragrance of rice.
