The First Bloom 13

For the past three days, Jianyu and Zhenfeng had been keeping watch over the corrupted land, making sure nothing disturbed the growth of the crystal blooms. It was quiet, too quiet. No monsters appeared, but there was a strange feeling in the air, Jianyu couldn't exactly pinpoint what that was.

Every night, the wind would whisper through the cracks in the cavern, a low murmur that made their skin crawl.

On the third night, just as their torches were about to burn out, a soft light filled the area. Jianyu and Zhenfeng froze, eyes wide, as the crystal blooms began to open. The sight was breathtaking, as if the very ground was alive.

Each bloom glowed with a pale light, their glass-like petals shimmering in the dark. 

The cavern felt alive, the air humming with energy. They stood still, staring in awe, unable to move as the magic unfolded before them.

"Look at that," Jianyu whispered, his voice brimming with awe.