Hearing the words of the White Mouse Demon, Jiang Liu, who was washing up, couldn't help but change his expression. He hurriedly ran out of the room.
He went to the place where he had planted the Dreamlike Udambara Flower seeds and took a look. Sure enough, on the ground where nothing had sprouted for three months, several young shoots had emerged. The green sprouts looked vibrant and full of life.
"How is it possible? Sprouting in just three months? Weren't they supposed to take hundreds or even thousands of years to grow?" Staring at the sprouts on the ground, Jiang Liu felt a deep sense of astonishment, finding it hard to comprehend.
Still in shock, Jiang Liu immediately bent down to carefully examine the area where the sprouts had grown, feeling a slight heaviness in his heart.
He roughly guessed the situation at hand, forming a vague idea in his mind.
