Zhuo Ming opened her eyes, and the wind blew from the newly formed lakes and wetlands in the distance, carrying the moist air and the fresh scent of early plant growth, gently brushing against her cheeks, lifting a few strands of loose hair.
Her gaze passed over the new green tops of the mulberry trees, directed towards the clear blue sky like a washed emerald, where a Five-Colored Auspicious Cloud floated. She saluted Chen Mobai and Qing Nu above: "Disciple greets Master and Mistress."
"Hahaha, congratulations to Ming'er, worthy of being my heir to the lineage, with deep fortune, achieving Divinity Transformation without a Heavenly Tribulation."
Amidst Chen Mobai's laughter, he had already descended with Qing Nu in front of Zhuo Ming.
Standing on the abundant land now, Chen Mobai curiously stomped his foot, feeling the texture completely different from the desert, and could not help but be filled with emotion.
