The two of them watched the Nine Hearts Begonia flower bud intently, losing track of time.
Suddenly, a fragrance appeared out of nowhere in the room.
There was no wind, no channel for airflow. It was as though it had seeped in from somewhere absent, slowly spreading above the tabletop before settling downward along the edges of their clothes.
At first, it was merely a faint, sweet scent, like the delicate fragrance of fresh nectar. Within a few breaths, it rapidly intensified, transforming into the scent of an entire field of flowers.
The fragrance spread through the room, extending along the floor toward the corners, winding around the table legs and chair legs, lingering briefly at the hem of their clothes before continuing outward.
Ye Lingling immediately realized that this was likely the scent of the Nine Hearts Begonia. Yet she was curious where it had come from. After all, no Plant Martial Soul gave off a fragrance.
She lowered her head and glanced at the back of her hand. A faint pale-golden glow surfaced across her skin, as though light were seeping out from within her body.
Ye Lingling raised her head. The flower bud before her began to slowly rotate the instant her gaze touched it. Pale-golden patterns emerged on its surface, gathering from the tips of the petals toward the center, seeping inward through the still-unclosed gaps before finally sinking into the depths of the ovary.
The light did not fade. It merely gradually changed from bright to gentle, as though altering its form to adapt to a new environment.
The fragrance did not weaken either. It continued, spreading outward at the same pace as the flower bud's glow until it filled the entire room, like something permanent, something fixed in place that had already found its