A gentle breeze swept through, making the whole sea of flowers and fruit grove sway lightly and emit a rustling whisper, like countless devout followers softly praying. Purple petals fluttered down like fine snow, swirling and refracting mystical glints in the sunlight, eventually covering the grass under the tree, forming a layer of purple carpet. Meanwhile, the heavy pods collided slightly in the wind, producing a crisp and melodious sound akin to wind chimes.
Su Li felt utterly refreshed; the existence of each extraordinary spiritual plant greatly elevated the fantastical level and fiscal scale of the Hesse Territory.
Su Li asked delightedly, "Have the Holy Purple Vine Tree and other Spirit Trees yielded a harvest?"
