Soul of the Forest

Gu Mengmeng stood under the tree. She appeared to be in a daze but she was actually not thinking about anything.

She was just feeling the changes in her body, wholeheartedly focusing on experiencing the indescribable changes occurring inside of her.

After a long time, until the changes finally stopped did she finally raise her hand and gently hold it against a thick tree branch.

Thereafter, a young sprout grew out from the spot where she had a finger on. It had just two tiny tendrils with baby leaves still curled in the early stages of growth. It was a tender green color that shone with a natural sense of vibrancy.

A soft crackling sound.

That tender sprout dropped off the tree branch and fell right onto Gu Mengmeng's palm.

"This should be the Soul of the Forest…" Gu Mengmeng murmured.