A Person's Luck
The floral and sweet scent of the petals and flowers in the small world was dreamy and unreal.
The variety of plants and spirit fruits started to produce the fruit, while some wild fruits began to ripen and were ready for harvesting.
The purple plum blossom trees, which she planted three days ago when she threw the seeds of these trees into the purple soil, now began to take root and grew ten centimeters tall.
The normal trees that she took from the forest at Misty Moon Peak four days ago began to slowly grow.
"My master was one of the closest people to my twin sister. He was a son of luck. Let's say this: The men who love my twin sister are all the sons of luck." Xiu Wanxue enjoyed the scenery in the small world while she continued to explain.