After dinner, Xu Lai went to the back mountain to find Bai Xue.
A single Snowflower stood erect in the middle of a pool, its ten verdant leaves swaying in the wind. Counting the roots in the water, the Snowflower was no more than a meter tall. It was incomparable to its 'false body' that stretched across half the starry sky.
If anyone was told this was the Snowflower that had lived for a hundred eons, no one would believe them. It was, at first glance, far too ordinary. So ordinary that it looked just like the foxtail grass on the side of the road.
RUSTLE, RUSTLE…
The Snowflower's branches and leaves stirred.
A somewhat dazed divine sense transmitted, "What brings Emperor Qingfeng here?"
The owner of the voice was clearly asleep, woken by Xu Lai's arrival, speaking with a sleepy drawl.
"I need three leaves."
"I only have ten altogether…" Bai Xue muttered softly.
Though she said this, three leaves automatically detached and flew toward Xu Lai.
