"Hehehe..."
In the Herb Garden of Divine Farmer, the Dragon Apricot Spirit curled its two claws, perched tensely yet excitedly atop the canopy.
Beside it, another space for an Ancestral Tree had long been reserved.
But only one.
As long as she came, she would certainly fall in love with the Apricot Realm.
For the soil that allowed roots to delve deep in the Apricot Realm was soil from the Herb Garden of Divine Farmer.
To the Ancestral Trees, the Medicine Ancestor was undeniably the most affable among the Ten Ancestors, without exception.
And as for his medicinal garden, that went without saying.
"Boom!"
The heavens cracked open.
A flood of Ancestral Tree auras descended from the sky.
"Be careful."
The Dragon Apricot Spirit lunged forward to shield her from harm. "Xu Xiaoshou, you're too rough! Could you be gentler?"
Just as he was about to embrace the Ancestral Tree, hoping to savor its beauty, the flowing light dissolved, revealing its true form.
