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Di Tou ended his meditation when enough morning frost had collected on his eyebrows that a fat drop of water dripped down from his eyes to his chest. Widening his eyes, Di Tou reached out with his Spiritual Sense and caught the drop of water before causing it to float up before his eyes.

Examining the pure droplet for a few moments, Di Tou felt emotional before standing up and letting the water drop fall on his tongue. It was slightly sweet, but mostly just plain water. When he was on Earth, he had heard stories about powerful cultivators sustaining themselves on nothing but morning dew. Something about the pure droplets of water with little to no impurities made it the best source of water for cultivators who had shed mortal bodies and didn't want the impurities that came with grains.