BDSMST -Chapter 149 The “Eastern Divine Water” That Shattered His Worldview

The air over the fields shimmered in the scorching heat, and cicadas screamed hoarsely from the trees.

Leo stood shirtless, his bronzed skin glistening with sweat. He was working alongside Li Er and the others, constructing irrigation channels for a newly cleared cotton field.

After several months of labor and study, he was no longer the pampered prince he once was. His body had become more solid, his arms defined with firm muscles, and his once-pale skin now had a healthy wheat-colored tan. He could handle all kinds of farming tools with ease and could even judge whether watering was necessary just by observing the soil’s color and moisture.

He had fully integrated into life in Woniu Village and had even picked up a few local curses, often joking and teasing with Li Er and the others in the fields.

Yet the midday sun that day was brutal.

Although physically strong, Leo had not grown up in such an environment. He felt his head spinning, his vision darkening in flashes, and his steps growing unsteady.

“Hey, Leo, are you okay? Why’s your face so pale?” Li Er noticed something was wrong and reached out to support him.

“I… I’m fine…” Leo shook his head, trying to continue working.

But the moment he bent over, the world spun violently, darkness engulfed him, and he collapsed limply to the ground.

“Oh no! Leo’s suffering from heatstroke!”

“Quick! Get him under that tree!”

A commotion erupted in the field. Several hands lifted the unconscious Leo and carried him to the shade of a large willow nearby. Someone fanned him, while another pressed a damp towel to his forehead.

Jiang Suisui soon arrived upon hearing the news.

She checked Leo and found it was only a mild case of heatstroke and dehydration—nothing serious.

“Don’t worry, it’s a minor issue,” she told the concerned onlookers.

She then turned to a nearby farmwoman. “Wang Daniu, please fetch a bowl of water from that well over there.”

“All right!” Wang Daniu replied and quickly ran to a nearby well with a wooden bucket.

Soon, a bowl of crystal-clear well water was brought over. It was so clear you could see the bottom, and even in the scorching summer, it radiated a faint coolness.

Jiang Suisui took the bowl, supported Leo’s head, and carefully fed the water to him, bit by bit.

The villagers didn’t find this unusual. In the manor, if anyone felt unwell or fainted from heat, drinking a bowl of well water personally fetched by the lady would quickly restore them. They had long since grown accustomed to this “miracle,” simply assuming that the lady’s medical skills were extraordinary—even the water seemed imbued with special powers.

Yet for Leo, who had just regained consciousness and was still dazed, the scene was utterly perplexing.

A rush of cool liquid slid down his throat into his stomach, immediately dispelling the internal heat. Then, an indescribable, gentle yet powerful force spread from his stomach throughout his body.

His heat-fogged mind cleared instantly, and the energy he had lost seemed to return at an incredible speed.

In barely a minute, he felt no discomfort at all. In fact, he felt even more energized than before the heatstroke, brimming with power.

“Oh! My God!”

Leo sprang upright like a fish out of water. He grabbed his golden curls, his blue eyes wide as copper bells.

He glanced down at the empty porcelain bowl in Jiang Suisui’s hands, then looked toward the seemingly ordinary well a short distance away.

“This… what is this?” he asked urgently, in his accented, strained official language, pointing at the bowl.

“Water,” Jiang Suisui replied matter-of-factly.

“No! This is impossible!” Leo shouted, grabbing the translator’s arm and speaking rapidly in his native tongue, trying to express his shock. “Tell her! This is absolutely not ordinary water! I feel as if my body has been baptized by a priest with holy water! No, it’s even more miraculous than that! I feel like I could punch a cow to death!”

The translator’s head spun trying to keep up, and he could only relay Leo’s words to Jiang Suisui with a wry smile.

Jiang Suisui merely smiled and offered no explanation. The spring water in her space contained abundant life energy, so it naturally cured minor issues like heatstroke. For convenience, she had already “enhanced” several main wells on the estate with her spirit spring water.

“It’s just the well water—maybe it’s extra refreshing in the summer,” she said casually.

Leo didn’t believe it for a second.

Ignoring everyone’s attempts to stop him, he rushed to the well and drew a bucket himself. He bent over, buried his head in the wooden bucket, and drank several large gulps.

The cool, sweet water tasted exactly like what he had just drunk.

He jumped up and paced back and forth beside the well, muttering to himself.

“Magic! This must be Eastern magic!”

“This land is blessed by the gods! Even the water has healing power!”

“No wonder the crops here grow so well! No wonder the people here are so healthy!”

His gaze toward Jiang Suisui had completely changed.

If he had previously felt respect and gratitude, it had now escalated to near-religious fanatic worship.

He felt that what he was learning wasn’t agricultural techniques at all—it was a miracle! A great force capable of turning stone into gold and decay into wonder!

His worldview had been completely shattered by a single bowl of ordinary Eastern well water.

Grabbing his own hair, he kept asking over and over what this “Eastern magic” was, unable to comprehend the miraculous effect of this simple water with all the knowledge he had ever acquired.

Finally, he reached a conclusion.

He dropped to one knee and performed a deep, formal bow to Jiang Suisui.

“I understand now, esteemed lady. You are no ordinary human. You are an agricultural goddess walking among mortals!”