The First Bloom 29

Jianyu and Zhenfeng stepped into the corrupted land, their footsteps echoing softly against the cavern walls. 

The Crystal Blooms stood eerily still, their translucent petals shimmering faintly in the dim light. Even before reaching their peak state, the flowers were undeniably beautiful—otherworldly.

Jianyu took a deep breath, tightening his grip around the vial of Soul Sap. He glanced at Zhenfeng, who, as usual, remained silent, observing with his arms crossed. His presence was steady, grounding.

"Alright," Jianyu murmured, more to himself than anyone else. Then, with careful precision, he tipped the vial, letting the thick, glowing liquid drip onto the flowers.

The reaction was instant.