Xu Zimo frowned slightly.
He did not know what Myriad Flower Fairy was trying to pull.
The old woman, her face full of wrinkles, continued smiling. "Guest, please follow me."
The people surrounding them all dispersed. The old woman's figure trembled as she walked forward step by step.
With every step, it seemed as though her aged body might collapse at any moment.
Xu Zimo followed behind her, surveying the buildings around them along the way.
Everywhere he looked was a riot of color. The flower valley was more like a city of flowers.
The cliffs of these valleys had become the city's walls.
All the people they encountered along the way were flower demons.
Some had already taken human form, while others still retained the traits of demons.
They sang and danced in celebration, presenting a scene of flourishing prosperity.
The old woman led Xu Zimo to a place filled with flower buds.
The mountains and plains here were covered in buds. Their unopened flowers were purple, while the stamens at their centers resembled whips, extending from within the buds.
Several unbloomed petals surrounded them.
When sunlight shone down, tiny figures made of light could actually be seen dancing upon them.
"These are Light Year Snow Lotuses, though outsiders prefer to call them Forget-Me-Not Love Lotuses," the old woman introduced.
"This lotus has no other effect. Its only use is that it does not wither for a long, long time.
"That is why many people use it to describe love that remains steadfast and unchanging.
"It is also a flower often given between men and women.
"Unfortunately, Light Year Snow Lotuses are extremely dependent on their growing environment. They cannot be cultivated and can only reproduce on their own.
"Now that humans harvest them on a massive scale, this