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Stepping out of the elevator, they found themselves on a sprawling plain, where countless diverse flowers bloomed in riotous profusion. A single glance was insufficient to capture the kaleidoscope of colors and the enchanting allure they presented.
As a gentle breeze swept through, the flowers swayed gracefully, their delicate forms bending as if in shy obeisance. More restless petals, caught by the current, danced and soared into the air.
Sunflowers, adorned with vibrant, rainbow-hued petals, spun on their stalks, seemingly seeking out the most optimal patch of sunlight.
Their thick, broad leaves pressed down on the neighboring blossoms, causing them to bow. Suddenly, from beneath a cluster of petals, a chrysanthemum extended two slender, green arm-like stems and delivered a sharp punch to a sunflower.
Stunned by the blow, the rainbow-petaled sunflower wobbled to a halt, then drooped forlornly, its entire bloom wilting and slumping to the ground.
All the surrounding flowers seemed to double over in laughter, their collective mirth sending ripples of concentric circles outward across the floral expanse.
“Oh!”
Huang Xiu’s mouth hung agape, her eyes wide and fixated. Never before had she witnessed such a breathtakingly beautiful and fantastical sight.
“Quite a spectacle, isn’t it?” Professor Yuan chuckled heartily, pulling his disciple into a firm embrace.
Though Yun Ning found his neck momentarily constricted, he paid no mind to struggling, utterly captivated and stunned by the scene unfolding before him.
His eyes were wide, as if he sought to imprint every detail of the landscape into his memory, never to be forgotten.
“This is the kingdom of flowers.”
Professor Yuan gazed at the vibrant tableau before him with a nostalgic fondness, for it had been a considerable time since his last visit.
“Why don’t you try out your ability right here!”
“Here?” Huang Xiu asked, pointing towards the distance where a rose, bowed low, appeared to be comforting a sorrowful sunflower.
“But… these flowers seem to possess life.”
“They are merely creatures of the Void Realm,” Professor Yuan stated, his expression nonchalant. “Void creatures are not true living organisms.”
He paused, then turned to observe Huang Xiu’s small, conflicted face, her lower lip caught between her teeth. “However, if it truly bothers you,” he added, “then come along with me.”
Professor Yuan led the two of them, traversing the sea of flowers until, before long, they arrived at a different, open clearing.
Here, too, a sea of flowers flourished, yet these blossoms, in stark contrast to the lively ones they had just left, exuded an aura of profound stillness and death.
Moreover, beyond the flowers themselves, not a single blade of grass dared to sprout from the ground, and even the faintest breeze seemed to shy away from lingering in this desolate space.
“This is the graveyard of flowers.”
Professor Yuan’s eyes narrowed slightly. “When the flowers within this Void Realm sense their impending demise,” he explained, “they plant themselves here.”
“The flowers planted here possess no true life; they are indistinguishable from ordinary flowers in the real world. This way, I imagine you’ll find it a little easier to accept.”
“Alright,” Huang Xiu murmured, giving a slight nod before slowly stepping into the midst of this silent, lifeless flower field.
As she recalled the specific application of her ability, a subtle tremor of nervousness stirred beneath her otherwise placid demeanor.
“First, water them with blood…”
She raised her left hand, palm flattened and facing upwards, then used her right index finger to lightly trace a line across its center.
Her sharp, pale pink fingernail effortlessly pierced through skin and flesh.
Ever since her transformation into a female, Huang Xiu had perceived a significant strengthening of her physical body.
Actions like her fingernails tearing through flesh, once utterly inconceivable, now proved effortlessly within her grasp.
Yet, despite her mental preparation, the sharp, stinging sensation as her palm was pierced still elicited a muffled groan from Huang Xiu.
Crimson blood welled from the wound, saturating her palm lines until they stood out in stark relief.
She clenched her left hand into a fist, and blood seeped from between her tightly pressed fingers.
Huang Xiu swept her gaze across her surroundings, drew a deep breath, then abruptly flung her left hand forward.
Blood, the hue of pomegranate, sprayed outwards like scattered petals from a celestial maiden, drenching a large expanse of flowers directly in front of the young woman.
The blood slid down the petals, yet before it could drip to the ground, it was entirely absorbed by the blossoms.
A faint, almost imperceptible red glow emanated from the flowers that had been touched.
In that moment, Huang Xiu sensed an undeniable connection forming between herself and the flowers now imbued with her blood.
From within those flowers, a strange, overwhelming surge of joy emanated, akin to the pure, unadulterated emotion a newborn beast might feel upon first glimpsing its mother.
“I… I’ve given them life?”
A faint white light flickered deep within Huang Xiu’s eyes, a clear manifestation of the surging Void Energy within her.
“First, water them with blood… then… control!”
She clenched her fist, and the flowers before her instantly swelled, rapidly growing to transform into grotesque, multi-meter-tall green monstrosities.
The multi-meter-tall sunflowers hunched their backs, their petals drooping backwards, as they aimed their colossal flower heads directly forward.
Suddenly, the enormous flower heads began to spin on their own axes.
Huang Xiu understood in an instant, and a slight, exhilarated smile played on her lips as the sheer pleasure of unrestrained control surged through her.
“Fire!” she whispered.
The very next second, countless streaks of brown light erupted from the spinning flower heads, raining down like a furious storm.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The yellow clearing not far off looked as though it had been subjected to a mortar bombardment, as the incoming brown projectiles gouged out one fist-sized crater after another.
In a mere matter of seconds, the ground was marred by an irregular, multi-meter-wide crater.
The sheer destructive power startled the young woman herself.
If this were to strike a human…
Aside from exceptionally resilient athletes, others wouldn’t simply be left with a few bruises.
Instead, they’d be left in pieces, here and there!
But this was far from over.
It hadn’t been merely sunflowers that her blood had touched.
The white light in Huang Xiu’s eyes intensified, and enormous waves of Void Energy radiated from her body, completely undisguised.
Her long hair began to undulate, as if stirred by an unseen wind.
Such a spectacle sent a jolt of alarm through both Professor Yuan and Yun Ning, who had been observing intently from behind the young woman.
“To possess such immense Void Energy without even having cultivated the Hammer Forging Method, she truly lives up to her S-class genius rating.”
The Hammer Forging Method serves as a technique for ability users to enhance their Void Energy.
Yet, more than the formidable Void Energy coursing through her body, it was Huang Xiu’s unique ability that truly astonished Professor Yuan.
“This ability can actually manipulate the life forms of plants,” he mused aloud. “That is far beyond what an ordinary ability can achieve.”
A flicker of solemnity crossed his eyes.
She was already this powerful now; he dared not contemplate what heights her ability might reach as Huang Xiu’s tier continuously advanced and her innate power steadily evolved.
Compared to the worldly Professor Yuan, Yun Ning’s attention, in contrast, was simply fixed upon the sheer magnitude of the Void Energy.
After all, for an ability user, the primary determinant of their strength lay in their Void Energy.
Under the overwhelming force of higher Void Energy levels and tiers, many abilities specifically tailored for combat against humans proved utterly useless.
“Huang Xiu’s Void Energy is incredibly powerful!” the young man murmured to himself. “No wonder Teacher specifically flew all the way from Yunshang Province.”
His composure was clearly lacking, or perhaps he was simply too honest; his astonishment was plainly visible on his face, yet not a hint of jealousy could be discerned.
Oblivious to their expressions, Huang Xiu was fully engrossed in manipulating the gigantic flowers within this transformed sea.
With a gentle wave of her right hand, the morning glory, growing on a thick vine directly before her, rapidly swelled in size.
Fist-thick green vines coiled upwards like colossal snakes, slowly rotating around the young woman’s form.
They moved as if they were loyal guards, protecting an emperor.
‘Go!’ Huang Xiu thought, a command forming in her mind.
The vines shot forth like lightning, instantly spanning dozens of meters to ensnare a stone nestled within the large crater.
Transmuted by her blood, the morning glory vines proved not only as resilient as iron chains but also remarkably flexible.
With a series of groaning, splintering sounds, the watermelon-sized stone was instantly crushed into fragments.
“So powerful! My ability!” Huang Xiu exclaimed, her face alight with fervent excitement.
It was her first time wielding her ability, and the sheer destructive power combined with the intoxicating sense of unrestrained control made her entire body tremble faintly.
As for the young woman’s ability, its mechanism was remarkably simple: it allowed her to establish a connection with plants using her own blood as a medium.
Subsequently, she could use her Void Energy to remotely control any plants with which she had forged such a link.
Under the combined influence of her Void Energy and her blood, these plants’ life forms would undergo immense enhancement and transformation.
This transformation, Huang Xiu had named ‘Transmutation’ (TL Note: The original Chinese term, ‘yìhuà ,’ means ‘alienation’ or ‘differentiation,’ but in this context refers to a magical or biological alteration/mutation).
Furthermore, the precise direction of a plant’s Transmutation was entirely under her command.
In other words, if she desired it…
She could transform a sunflower into a rapid-fire machine gun, or into a formidable, colossal shield.