In the heart of the Fusang Secret Realm, there stood a Fusang Tree.
Its enormous trunk bore hints of reddish-yellow, its branches twisted and entwined in complexity, lush green leaves abounded, bursting with life. Moreover, the Fusang Tree was so tall that one could not see its top with the naked eye, like a large umbrella covering the entire center of the secret realm.
This tree greatly resembled the pattern of the Fusang Order.
There was a treehouse perched in the Fusang Tree.
Xie Jiuniang lay there in stillness, her wounds having been treated by others, yet she was still unable to move.
"You've finally awakened?"
The voice was exceptionally soft and pleasing, rousing Xie Jiuniang from her groggy state.
That voice then said, "You've been in a coma for a month."
A month?
Xie Jiuniang's head throbbed with pain.
Scenes from before her coma flashed through her mind, her master dying for her sake... Suddenly, her head hurt once more, and she slipped back into unconsciousness.
