Yuan Ming approached slowly, only to feel a refreshing aura greet him, intangible and formless, yet making him feel relaxed and carefree, with all distractions in his mind disappearing instantly without a trace.
He reached out a hand, gently stroking the bamboo, feeling its warm touch like jade, a nameless joy rising in his heart.
Beside the Bitter Bamboo, flowers competed to bloom, spirit grass was lush and green, all thriving under the protection of the World Tree, each plant uniquely precious, as if a treasure designed by nature for this place.
The Five Elements Child was carefully tending to these spirit plants by the tree, sensing Yuan Ming's arrival, he immediately turned around and respectfully greeted Yuan Ming.
"How is the Bitter Bamboo growing?" Yuan Ming smiled and waved his hand, indicating to the Five Elements Child not to stand on ceremony.
