Somewhere far in the south of the tree amidst the dense leaves roamed a group of women. Like celestial maidens, they played around as they happily plucked fruits. It was as if they had returned to their worry-free youth.

"Strawberry, where are you? I have a flower for you!" Yan Nuxia said, a multi-colored flower in hand.

"Over here!" Long Wanying called out from a distance.

Yan Nuxia blinked and flew to her back, putting the flower into her hair. "Not bad. You're as beautiful as ever. A good fit for me, Young Master Tangerine!" She firmly patted Long Wanying's shoulder, only to see her holding a transmission stone with a grave look on her face. Then her expression...