Divine Doctor Mommy Is A True Big Shot-Chapter 149 - 151 The Marvelous Uses of Spiritual Spring

The same afternoon, the horse carriage of the Princess’ Mansion stopped on a vast piece of land.

The lands of the Grandmaster Mansion and the Princess’ Mansion were adjacent; the journey by carriage took only about one or two hours.

Although they were neighbors, when Feng Bailing arrived with the villagers, she realized the truth of "ten miles apart, skies apart."

Meandering rivers, wide roads, continuous expanses of land; the soil here was not only fertile black soil but also sandy soil, this place was free from insect pests, and due to its southern orientation, it received much more sunlight than the northerly Qi Village. The new Xinqi Village had much better light conditions.

Because the Grandmaster Mansion was wealthy, the forests around this area were almost untouched and undeveloped. Lush grasses were dotted with unknown species of colorful wildflowers, and one could see fat, well-fed wild rabbits and deer everywhere.

The only downside was that there was no housing in this area, and human tracks were rare.

Feng Bailing called the village chief over and handed him a silver note worth one thousand taels.

"Village chief, use this money to build houses for the villagers. After a while, when you all are settled, we can discuss what to cultivate here."

After opening the third layer of the emergency kit, Feng Bailing obtained a considerable sum of money, which enabled her to continuously produce various Genetic Seeds.

Planting them in the courtyard of the Princess’ Mansion was not safe and space was limited. Feng Bailing had long wanted to find a piece of land.

This land of the Grandmaster Mansion was undoubtedly suitable.

"Princess Feng, you are the reborn parents of us, the people of Qi Village."

The village chief was in tears. He could hardly believe that before today, Qi Village was living in dire straits. In a blink of an eye, they had jumped out of the fire pit and got a new village and new land.

For the farmers, land is life.

All this was because of Princess Feng before him.

"Village chief, there’s no need to be so formal. In front of me, don’t kneel and kowtow so often. The land I provide you, the houses, the silver notes, none of these are given freely. You all have to pay taxes every year. The more you harvest, the more taxes you pay. The Princess’ Mansion does not support non-contributors; it’s all just give and take."

After Feng Bailing finished speaking, all the villagers knelt down and thanked her.

In just one day, the look of these villagers had completely changed; all because of Feng Bailing.

Even Dugu Wu, seasoned in battlefields, did not have the confidence to manipulate people’s hearts as adeptly as Feng Bailing.

In the horse carriage, Dugu Wu watched this scene, his heterochromia eyes faintly flickering.

He reached into his arms and pulled out an oxygen cylinder.

It was accidentally lost by Feng Bailing when they were flushed into the water; he had picked it up.

This weird plaything, Dugu Wu had never seen before.

Is she really Feng Sanwu?

A sweet fragrance wafted over; Feng Xiaoli and Dugu Xiaojin were roasting sweet potatoes.

"Daddy, have some melon."

Dugu Xiaojin’s little chubby hands, covered in ash, stuffed a burnt sweet potato into Dugu Wu’s mouth without further ado.

Dugu Wu, expressionless, swallowed it and patted Feng Xiaoli’s fluffy little head.

"Delicious."

Looking at his son next to him, Xiaojin shyly took a corn cob from Xiaoli and enjoyed it happily. The two little ones laughed joyfully. They completely forgot about the daytime events.

It seemed there was nothing bad about it.

Dugu Wu tossed his hand, and the oxygen cylinder fell into the river, stirring up a large splash of water and sinking to the bottom.

After returning to the Princess’ Mansion from Xinqi Village, Feng Bailing told Dongfang Lianhua about the events of the past two days. She barely touched upon the matter of the Spiritual Spring, and Dongfang Lianhua was also delighted to hear that the people of Qi Village had been well settled.

Back in her room, Feng Bailing hurried into the Medical Cabin. The Water Holy Seal, which had been taken into the cabin earlier, had yet to be dealt with by Feng Bailing.

Different from when Greedy Wolf King was imprisoned, angry and enraged, deprived of the water source, the Water Holy Seal, like a venomous snake that had its fangs removed, lacked vitality, lay dim and lifeless on the ground.

Feng Bailing was encountering such a spirit body for the first time and was pondering how to communicate with it.

"I know you can understand me. If you agree, emit some light; if you disagree, remain as you are."

The Water Holy Seal emitted a faint light.

Feng Bailing coughed lightly.

"I’m not a bad person. I brought you out to avoid disputes."

The Water Holy Seal did not react.

Everyone who coveted its power said the same, huh.

"According to Dugu Wu, the Water Holy Seal is born with water and becomes stronger in places rich in water vapor, and it can even evolve. Do you want to become stronger?"

Feng Bailing fished for information indirectly, finally obtaining these details from Dugu Wu.

The Water Holy Seal glimmered.

Only by becoming stronger could it avoid being fought over relentlessly.

Naturally nurtured, it was born in Qi Village, and soon after, it caught people’s attention and was trapped underground.

"Then you must submit to me. I will take you around the world—to every ocean and lake, every stream and river. You will grow and become stronger with me, and no one will dare to bully you."

Feng Bailing pounded her chest in assurance, her tone akin to that of a scumbag.

At this moment, the Water Holy Seal was like a newborn baby, naive and ignorant of the world, unfamiliar with the words spoken by the woman before it.

Perhaps it was attracted by the intense light in the woman’s eyes or it truly yearned for oceans, lakes, streams, and rivers, but it emitted dazzling light.

A person and a seal, they unexpectedly reached a cooperation agreement.

At night, Feng Bailing arrived at the well in the east courtyard of the Princess’ Mansion and placed the Water Holy Seal into the well.

As soon as the Water Holy Seal touched water, it was as joyous as a fish in water, swimming merrily in the well.

Under the moonlight, the unremarkable well glowed with a faint golden light, the water sparkling clear.

Feng Bailing took a sip of the well water, her eyes lighting up.

The water was sweet to taste and not only that, she felt the fatigue of the day vanish, her senses sharpened, and her steps felt lighter.

"No wonder the Old Grand Preceptor of the Grandmaster Mansion spared no expense in searching for the Spiritual Spring; he too is at the twilight of his years."

Feng Bailing recalled, if her memory served her right, not long after she was expelled from the Princess’ Mansion, the Old Grand Preceptor passed away—it was quite recent indeed.

Though the Spiritual Spring was wonderful, Feng Bailing dared not drink much of it.

Taking advantage of the night, she watered the genetic crops in the field with the well water.

Visibly, the already thriving genetic crops grew thicker and the leaves greener, with several types even blossoming unexpectedly.

The Spiritual Spring was truly miraculous!

Before returning to her room, Feng Bailing glanced again at those mysterious seeds, which still had not sprouted.

She also stopped by to check on Feng Xiaoli—ever since finding out that Dugu Xiaojin was now sleeping alone, Feng Xiaoli had also been adamant about sleeping alone, and Feng Bailing thought it best to cultivate her independence early.

The little one, perhaps exhausted from the day, was soundly asleep, her chubby legs kicking off the covers, and although tear stains marked her tender pink cheeks, a sweet smile lingered on her lips.

Feng Bailing kissed her daughter, tucked her in properly, and returned to her room.

After a nightly routine of skincare, Feng Bailing finally went to sleep.

Maybe it was due to drinking the Spiritual Spring water, but that night, Feng Bailing did not sleep soundly, her dreams cycling through the events of her past life like a revolving lantern.

She dreamed again of her son, taken away right after birth.

With a heavy feeling in her chest, Feng Bailing woke from the nightmare in cold sweat.

She looked up, her eyes suddenly wide.