The Immortal Peach Tree Shakes the Seven Divisions
Leon carefully lowered the sapling into the prepared hole.
A gentle stream of Mana flowed from his palm. It seeped into the soil and reached the delicate roots. With a little guidance, the roots settled into place.
Leon adjusted the sapling several times until its trunk stood straight.
Only then did he begin filling the hole with earth.
He worked patiently, pushing the soil around the roots and making sure they were properly covered. Once he was satisfied, he brushed the dirt from his hands and stepped back.
The little tree swayed in the breeze.
Leon stood there quietly, his eyes resting on its slender trunk and delicate branches.
For a moment, he forgot about everything around him.
His thoughts drifted back to a time long past.
This was the same tree his Teacher, Zeon, had planted years ago. It had stood beside Leon through ten long years of waiting, loneliness, and growth.
