Peony, the Flower God

To be honest, she did not really have any feelings for that father of hers.

And her mother?

She had never seen her since childhood.

Come to think of it, she was not that sad about it either.

Ever since she could remember, she had been a very independent person.

It was fortunate that she had transmigrated here. Otherwise, she might not even have lived to the age of six to awaken her martial soul.

She had originally thought that awakening her martial soul would bring her a better life, but who knew...

Ning Weiyang's eyes gradually darkened.

How miserable.

"All right, get some rest. It's getting late. We can talk about everything else tomorrow."

"Mm."

"..."

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling came to an agreement. After turning off the lights, they went to bed.

Ning Weiyang turned over and stared blankly at the ceiling.

In the quiet air, only steady breathing could be heard.

A moment later, Ning Weiyang felt her body suddenly slip beyond her control.

She was drawn along by a force, and her eyes flew wide open.

Everything around her flashed past rapidly, and all five of her senses vanished.

Only when she found herself in a sea of flowers did her senses return.

Her head was spinning.

Ning Weiyang frowned lightly.

"This is...?"

Standing amid the sea of flowers, she looked around.

Tens of thousands of Peony Flowers bloomed in splendid competition, purple and red in dazzling profusion, dyeing the entire world in a layer of gold.

At the horizon, golden auspicious clouds swirled together, resembling a magnificent and breathtaking painting.

Ning Weiyang could not help widening her eyes.

A faint fragrance permeated the air—the scent of Peony Flowers.

Ning Weiyang curiously observed everything around her.

Could this be her spiritual sea of consciousness?

Having read quite a few transmigration novels, Ning Weiyang quickly reached a conclusion.

After all, her martial soul was a Peony Flower.

But unexpectedly—

This was not her spiritual sea of consciousness.

"Child, welcome to the Flower God Domain."

It was a divine domain.

An ethereal voice suddenly rang out beside Ning Weiyang's ear.

She paused instinctively.

"The Flower God Domain?"

The ethereal female voice came from all directions, yet Ning Weiyang could not see anything.

"I am the First Generation Flower God, Peony."

Only the voice remained.

The First Generation Flower God?

Ning Weiyang blinked.

Could it be...?

Had her Plot Armor finally arrived?

Ning Weiyang grew a little excited.

"Lord Flower God, where are you?"

Following this development, she should be receiving a divine assessment next.

A divine assessment!

So what if her Innate Spirit Power was only Level Three?

As long as she had this, her cultivation would soar by leaps and bounds!

She had thought she would become the most miserable transmigrator in history, without any Plot Armor. Who would have thought it would arrive now!

Ning Weiyang was instantly no longer depressed!

Amid Ning Weiyang's anticipation, Peony said, "I am still in the God Realm. This is merely a sliver of my Divine Sense Avatar. Child, your martial soul is highly compatible with mine. Are you willing to become my heir and accept my trials?"

Things developed just as Ning Weiyang had expected.

She nodded repeatedly, without the slightest hesitation. "I am willing!"

If she hesitated even now, she would be letting herself down.

Peony was very satisfied with Ning Weiyang's answer.

A moment later, the Peony Flowers beneath Ning Weiyang's feet began to sway gently.

Threads of light appeared upon them, converging toward the auspicious clouds at the horizon.

In the end, the gathered power and light formed into a graceful woman before Ning Weiyang.

White hair, golden eyes—the aura of divinity rushed toward her.

Ning Weiyang merely met her gaze once before she felt as though her soul were being pulled away, as if a lifetime had passed.

"You are... Lord Flower God."

Ning Weiyang was somewhat dazed.

She looked at Peony.

Peony's beauty left her deeply shaken.

Tall and slender, with fair skin and exquisite features, she was breathtaking from every angle.

Peony smiled faintly at Ning Weiyang. "Your name is Ning Weiyang, isn't it?"