Right in the center of the glowing patterns, a strange plant had sprouted. It's only three feet tall, looking as if it was made entirely of jade and yet semi-transparent, with snow-white branches and green leaves. It appeared bustling with vitality even in such a dark cave.
The roots of the plant had infinite strength, piercing through the rocks and deeply-rooted.
Three fruits, immature in appearance, hung on the branches.
One looked like a peach, the other like a green date, and the third like an orange.
It wasn't clear if they were just not ripe, or they didn't want to ripen.
Little Loach didn't care about all that. Wiggling its tail and rushing in with its mouth wide open, its two golden whiskers excitedly twitched again and again!
The light from the pearls on the cave ceiling sprinkled down, creating seven layers of radiance between where Little Loach sprang out of the water and the plant.
