The Snow-White Little Beast wore an expression of absolute happiness and satisfaction. The huge ginseng in its grasp, half a foot in length and tinged with purple gold, was almost as long as the little creature itself. It nuzzled its tiny nose and bit into the root. Immediately, a dazzling rainbow of light shot up towards the sky, overwhelming the surroundings with a dizzying fragrance.
This spectacle was shockingly amazing, where multicolored light enveloped the entire yard, as if Keke was cradling a multicolored sun in its embrace. The intoxicating aroma of ripe fruit filled the air, so rich and profound that it seemed to seep deep into one's bones, leaving a profound sense of intoxication.
The old ginseng had a purple golden exterior, but the inside was sparkling with five-colored brilliance. Instead of flesh, there was a honey-like viscous liquid flowing out of the old skin, sparkling with radiant hues.
