Fine raindrops fell upon the somewhat yellowish leaves of the large trees. Though lacking any great force, the occasional gust of wind caused the leaves to sway incessantly, as if they were about to detach at any second.
In the midst of this woodland stood an extraordinarily vibrant flower soaring two meters high, its corolla a full meter in length. Had such a bloom grown naturally, it would surely have been recorded in the annals of history.
Yet this was no natural growth; Mu Qingxue had used her wood-type magic to coax it into this form.
Chapter 42