After much thought, he could only attribute it to Song Qingxi's innate talent.
Talent was something you couldn't see or touch, yet it undeniably existed. Some people were born for Body Refining, while others were natural-born swordsmen.
Song Qingxing, for instance, was a natural-born Swordsman.
So it wouldn't be too surprising if Song Qingxi had some special talent of her own. 'It's a good thing, isn't it?'
Song Changsheng withdrew his hand and asked curiously, "What did you give it?"
"Do you mean this?" Song Qingxi asked, holding up the Jade Bottle in her hand and giving it a shake. "This is a Spiritual Liquid I mixed myself. It helps Spirit Plants grow."
Song Changsheng took the bottle and examined its contents. As he suspected, it was just a common Spiritual Liquid, not unlike the fertilizer used on crops in his past life. The Cyan Plum Tree's transformation had nothing to do with it.
