Repairing the Formation, Creating a Wondrous Realm

A grape meant nothing to the pampered young ladies of the world, but to Li Xueyi, it was a matter of great importance.

Planting a fruit tree from the Outside World underground was far too difficult.

There was simply no room for it to survive.

Even if there were space, without sunlight, it could not possibly live.

Yet these grapes were an exception. She had bought them at a high price from Litian Tribe members who had come from the Outside World, painstakingly cultivated them, and they had actually survived.

But after she went out for one trip, the wind direction in the garden changed, and six of the seven grapevines died.

It was a heavy blow.

Those enjoying grapes beneath clear breezes and bright moons in the Outside World could never empathize with such a feeling.

At the northwestern corner stood a tiny garden.

There had originally been some flowers in the garden, but they had all withered now.

There had originally been seven grapevines. Six had died, and the ripe grapes had turned directly into raisins hanging from the vines.

One vine still had a trace of green.

Only the faintest trace.

Li Xueyi felt terribly distressed. These flowers, grasses, and little trees had all cost her no small amount of effort.

Originally, she had not possessed such leisure. It had been her mother's instruction. Her mother had told her, "A woman should look like a woman. Those who fight and kill, who are heartless and carefree, who have coarse temperaments—those are women without womanly grace, and no man will like them. Your temperament takes after your father. It cannot be polished away in a day or two, so perhaps only special methods can help. Go collect little animals from every direction, find flowers and plants, and raise