After two weeks of continuously releasing his ice qi into the ground, the relentless force that had been attracting his energy finally ceased. Kai Syaoran was utterly exhausted, his body feeling entirely hollowed out as his internal qi reserves ran dangerously low. Recognising his precarious state, he immediately crossed his legs and began to cultivate, drawing in the surrounding world qi to replenish his empty meridians. For two whole days, he did nothing else, focusing entirely on restoring his spiritual strength.
Once his energy was fully recovered, he eagerly checked the patch of earth where he had buried the precious seed, but there was absolutely nothing to see. He tried channelling his ice qi deep into the soil once more, but the earth remained completely still, offering no reaction whatsoever.
