A vine descended from the heavens and earth.
It stretched between Xu Zimo and the pavilion.
The vine pierced through the void, spanning endless radiance. Its length could not be seen, nor could its roots be found.
Once the vine connected, flowers of every color began blooming upon it.
Each flower was dozens of meters wide, extending before Xu Zimo all the way to the pavilion where Myriad Flower Fairy sat.
A single vine connected the void, while ten thousand flowers bloomed along it.
Xu Zimo stepped forward and trod upon the flowers blooming on the vine.
Red, green, purple, green, black, and white flowers blossomed in the void.
They formed an incomparably beautiful scroll of flowers.
When he slowly entered the pavilion, he finally saw clearly.
The void where this pavilion stood gave him the feeling of surveying all mountains from a lofty height.
From the pavilion, he looked into the distance.
His gaze passed through layer upon layer of void, seeing Black Water Lake, Ten Mile Slope, and Zhen Nan Pass. He even overlooked more than half of the Ends of the Earth Small World.
Xu Zimo turned his head again and saw Myriad Flower Fairy before him.
She resembled a young girl in the bloom of youth.
Her hair was tied into delicate little braids, and her rosy cheeks still bore traces of immaturity.
She wore a splendid gown covered in flowers.
Her eyes were clear to the bottom, her nose high, her lips crimson and teeth white, her brows shaped like mandarin ducks.
A drawing board stood before her. Holding a brush already prepared with ink, she was intently painting something.
"What do you want with me?" Xu Zimo asked.
Myriad Flower Fairy set down her brush and carefully removed the paper from the drawing board.