You don't want your secret to be revealed by others, right?-Chapter 443 - 38, Miracle_2

"Harmonization into Saint" was about long life, power, standing above others, enjoying all the wealth and honor. It could be said that nearly all needs were already satisfied.

Only the need for self-realization remained.

"So... what about me?"

Lin Yue began pondering this question again.

He was originally an outsider, the same as others in this world, yet different. What was the realization he sought?

To be honest, although he admired people like the Seventh Princess and the Second Prince, deep down he thought they were quite foolish. At the very least, he couldn’t give up everything for all of humanity, nor could he empathize.

If it was about sacrificing for some important people, he could understand and had thought about it.

But for strangers, for the so-called all of humanity, he told himself he could not do it.

So, he didn’t know...

What did he truly need to realize?

This question, perhaps, really required traveling through the human world to find the answer.

"What’s wrong?"

The Seventh Princess saw Lin Yue was deep in thought, and couldn’t help but ask with curiosity.

"Nothing." Lin Yue shook his head, simply asking, "Doesn’t living like this feel tiring for you, Qiuhe?"

"Tired?" The Seventh Princess looked at him strangely, saying, "How could this be tiring? It’s only by living this way that I feel my life has meaning."

Lin Yue pondered.

The Suffering Relief Bodhisattva had lived for at least one or two thousand years, a lifespan far beyond the mortals’ understanding.

He had lived only a few decades, and couldn’t yet imagine what it would be like after living a thousand years.

There were many theorists in his previous life speculating on what would happen to humans after achieving long life.

But in the end, they were all just guesses.

Now he understood.

What sustained life was not just the immortality of the physical body, but also... the reason for living.

...

Days passed by.

After returning to his mansion, Lin Yue personally went to see Bixu Yuanjun, asking her to help build a grand Myriad Spirit Breathing Array at the Seventh Princess Mansion.

Perhaps the Canghai Pearl had some influence, as Bixu Yuanjun surprisingly didn’t make any demands or ask for any promises.

After the Seventh Princess prepared the elixir water for fertile fields, she also began cultivating those crop seeds that could yield one hundred and twenty thousand jin per mu. After a few rounds of accelerated growth, in just a few days, they had enough seeds.

Immediately, they started a large-scale acceleration.

"Life and death in the heart, withering and flourishing are ephemeral."

The Seventh Princess stood suspended in the air above her residence, dispersing her power through the array. An extraordinary green and yellow light spread continuously, in an instant covering most of the fifteen thousand mu of fertile fields at the Seventh Princess Mansion.

Mana was continuously consumed. If it were an ordinary cultivator, they couldn’t last long.

But a Saint who had achieved Harmonization had an inner heaven and earth in their heart, and their power could be said to be endless. As long as they maintained their mental strength, they could use infinite power.

Under this extraordinary power, the seeds on those fifteen thousand mu of land began to grow at an astonishing speed, more than ten times faster than normal growth.

And this was just a scattered result.

If the Seventh Princess’s power had been concentrated on one seed, it could experience growth, maturity, withering, and decay in a mere flick of a finger, transforming from thriving to withering in an instant.

After seven days, the fifteen thousand mu of fields had grown tall, sturdy trees, and on their branches were large, appealing green-skinned fruits, so abundant and heavy that they bent the branches.

This was simply a miracle achieved in just seven days!

"Phew... it’s over."

The Seventh Princess finally stopped her spell, exhaled a long sigh of relief, then floated down to the fields, picked off a ripe green-skinned fruit with her own hands, and called out with a smile to Lin Yue not far away, "Brother, come and have a taste."

Lin Yue immediately descended beside her, took the green-skinned fruit and weighed it in his hand. It was about two jin heavy. He asked, "Can it be eaten raw?"

"Of course." The Seventh Princess replied, "It can also be cooked and eaten. After cooking, it tastes more like roasted sweet potatoes."

Lin Yue tapped his fingertip, dividing the green-skinned fruit into two halves, then into dozens of small pieces. He tasted one piece and immediately felt the sweet juice slowly seeping out, with plump, firm flesh, crisp and aromatic. It likely wouldn’t feel greasy even if he ate quite a bit.

"Not bad."

Lin Yue raised an eyebrow slightly, saying, "It’s quite filling, too. Such a large fruit, about two jin in weight, should be enough for a family of three to have a meal, and the outer skin is quite thick, so it should store for a long time."

He emitted a wisp of Fire Element to roast the green-skinned fruit, finding its taste had become similar to roasted sweet potatoes.

"With this fruit, solving a famine is indeed a breeze." Lin Yue showed a hint of a smile.

However, he was also aware of how much the Seventh Princess had sacrificed.

Just the vast amount of elixir water for the fertile fields was enough to irrigate fifteen thousand mu of land; its enormity was unimaginable.

Its value was absolutely comparable to a Fifth or even Sixth Grade Immortal Pill!

Indeed, even a trillion jin of normal grain couldn’t compare to an Immortal Pill.

Such was the cost of accelerated growth.

However, as a Great Power who surpassed an Alchemy Master, the Seventh Princess naturally didn’t care about such costs.

"By the way, what’s the name of this fruit?" Lin Yue asked.

"It has just been improved and hasn’t been named yet." The Seventh Princess said, "Brother, you name it."

Lin Yue pondered for a moment, then said, "Well... let’s call it ’Autumn Fruit.’"

"...That’s too casual, no poetry to it."

"I originally wanted to call it Yellow Sweet Potato."

"...Autumn Fruit it is then."

...

Time passed.

In the blink of an eye, three months had gone by and it was already the twelfth lunar month of the twenty-third year of Qingyuan.

With the arrival of heavy snow season, it should have been the start of a freezing winter, yet until now, Great Yong still faced scorching summer days.

Over the past few months, Great Yong had also invited some Daoist immortals to perform the Rain Praying Technique, but in the face of the intense heat covering Great Yong, this amount of rainwater was merely a drop in the ocean.

Countless shallow riverways had already begun to dry up, and many immature farmlands had been scorched to death by the blazing sun...

At this rate, it was only a matter of time before tens of thousands of miles turned into barren land.

The Divine Pivot Institute had been quite frustrated lately, with the Head being questioned by colleagues every time he attended court. The officials at the Divine Pivot Institute took out their frustration on the Heavenly Punishment Department, questioning why they hadn’t caught the culprit yet.

However, on the first day of the twelfth lunar month, the atmosphere at the Divine Pivot Institute was much more relaxed.

Because...

Today was the day when five newly appointed officials with the Fengtian Order were to take office.

Perhaps to save face, or for other purposes, the Head of the Divine Pivot Institute had even invited various parties to witness the event.

In principle, the three major institutions wouldn’t get too close to the princes to avoid being caught up in factional strife.

Yet Lin Yue, as the only prince not conferred a king title, also received an invitation.

...

The Divine Pivot Institute was a complex of palaces, each representing different authorities.

The front hall was extremely spacious, and at this moment, people from various factions were gathered to witness the ceremony, though most were just Great Cultivators.

Almost everyone was standing; only two people were seated on the observation platform.

One wore the prince’s regular attire, young and handsome—it was Lin Yue.

The other was a smiling middle-aged man, his aura very ordinary, like a mortal; if it weren’t for his official robe, no one would believe he was the Head of the Divine Pivot Institute, a figure on the same level as the Imperial Master of Dawn Platform and the Head of the Heavenly Punishment Department.

"Seventeenth Prince, is this your first visit to my Divine Pivot Institute?"

The Head of the Divine Pivot Institute smiled warmly, saying, "I’ve never had the chance to thank Your Highness in person; today, I finally have the opportunity."

"Thank me?" Lin Yue asked, "For what?"

"When the Seventeenth Prince took office as an Inspector, you chose not to come to the Divine Pivot Institute, sparing us. Isn’t that something to be grateful for?" The Head of the Divine Pivot Institute laughed.

Lin Yue was taken aback.

This head was quite interesting.

Wasn’t this openly admitting the heavy corruption within the Divine Pivot Institute?

"By the way," the Head of the Divine Pivot Institute suddenly said, "does Your Highness know why, when only five officials are taking office today, we invited so many people to witness the ceremony?"