Shen Ningning looked at the four newly sprouted trees before her, scratching her cheek in confusion.
The trees were bare, with a faint golden sheen.
But nothing grew on the branches.
Shen Ningning double-checked. The Immortal Realm had consumed her three chests of Jade, yet all it had produced were four golden trees.
Her small hand picked at the bark. "Hmm, so it's a real tree. It's not made of gold inside."
Shen Ningning tilted her head up to look at the branches on the trees.
After a long while, she finally comforted herself, muttering, "There must be fruit. They just haven't grown out yet. I'll wait a couple of days and see."
On this day, the sky was gloomy, and the cold wind howled.
Xie Ming'an, followed by four attendants carrying several gift boxes, walked through the deep snow.
After asking villagers for directions along the way, they finally managed to find Xu Jingxi's home.
It was a small, dilapidated courtyard with holes in the walls that let the wind through.
