Nanyan Prefecture.
Qingqiu Mountain Frontline.
Venerable Hua was planting flowers. The Great Being of the Dao Sect's Jie Realm stood atop the mountain, a bamboo basket looped over her arm. With a casual wave, she sent tens of thousands of seeds scattering ahead.
Crack, crack!
Crack, crack!
The seeds landed among the mountains, across the earth, and between the rivers. They quickly took root and sprouted, growing lush and strong. Within just a few breaths, they blossomed:
Each flower swayed in the wind, a riot of colors.
In an instant, all of Qingqiu Mountain became a sea of flowers.
Whoosh, whoosh!
Whoosh, whoosh!
For a hundred li in every direction, the fragrance of flowers filled the air, bringing a trace of life to this barren land.
Between heaven and earth, wisps of Fierce Sha tangled with the floral scent before finally being worn away.
On the surface, Venerable Hua was planting flowers, nurturing a hobby. In truth, she was using a secret art to purify the Fierce Sha and expand the Human Race's territory.
Clap!
When she was done, she patted her hands lightly and turned to Xiao Qingxue, who stood beside her.
"I'll leave what comes next to you. Seize this opportunity and push the Qingqiu Mountain defenses farther forward."
"My secret art will sustain this region, keeping it rich in Vital Energy for several years. Make sure you put that to good use."
"Understood!" Xiao Qingxue immediately accepted the order, then left to start making arrangements.
"Too bad... these flower seeds are hard to cultivate. Otherwise, we could take advantage of the Lotus God's fall and purify more of the wasteland."
Venerable Hua's flower seeds were no ordinary seeds. They had been nurtured with a secret art, and she had no more in reserve.
Bzzz!
Bzzz!
Just then,