"What kind of spring water is this?"
From the moment he unearthed this spring, Song He had already squatted down, immersing both his Divine Sense and fingertips into the water.
Through his Divine Sense, he felt cool and comfortable.
His fingertips, however, experienced a slight tingling pain.
It was as if... he had been stung by something, or rather, the sensation of a wound touching saltwater.
This feeling wasn't unpleasant; on the contrary, it was very comfortable, and even gave him the urge to immerse his whole body in it.
He squinted his eyes and patiently explored the spirit Qi composition with his Divine Sense, while casually filling a gourd with some water and throwing it into the Miji God Tree for Little Wood.
Logically, with such a dual approach, he should have been able to thoroughly investigate the origins of this spring water, but the result was unexpectedly contrary; Little Wood helplessly told him, "I can't find any records about this kind of spring water.
