White Lotus Lake.
All things withered, cold rain just cleared.
The Dominating Throne sped over, stopping beneath the Night Fragrance Divine-Given Seed tree.
"Dragon Cypress. Ink Orchid."
The Night Fragrance Divine-Given Seed greeted them warmly, asking, "Ink Orchid, Origin Force is overflowing around you—this is a sign you're about to enter evolutionary slumber."
Ink Orchid leapt to the ground, saying, "That's right. Once the northern roving merchant trade is over, I'll evolve into a ninth-age High-Level Flower Mantis Warrior."
Night Fragrance: "So you'll break into Evolution Mountain Lord Level next winter, or the following early spring?"
Ink Orchid: "It depends, either is fine."
Night Fragrance: "Then do remember to bring the Glinting Gold to me as soon as possible—I urgently need it here."
Ink Orchid: "...All right."
