This courtyard has two sections, and Ling Zhenfei is now in the second section. There are some houses inside, and a three-story building surrounded by all kinds of brightly blooming flowers.
Muler led Ling Zhenfei towards the small building.
Ling Zhenfei asked, "Your master just now is truly formidable, just a glance made me feel a chill down my spine."
Upon hearing Ling Zhenfei praise his master, Muler said with a smile, "Of course, my master is a great figure with even greater prowess.
Did you see the people sitting with my master earlier? Those are the Four Great Protectors of our Supreme Divine Palace. My teacher Kong Lingzi is the Great Protector, very powerful."
Ling Zhenfei feigned surprise and said, "So, the one with horns on his head must be the most powerful, looking quite terrifying."
Muler said, "That's the Third Protector, Shanlingzi. Naturally, his power isn't the greatest; the most formidable one is my teacher. The Second Protector is also quite powerful."
Ling Zhenfei understood from Muler's words that the most powerful must not be Kong Lingzi, but the Second Protector, presumably the one seated beside Kong Lingzi.
Yet, since the person did not speak earlier, Ling Zhenfei's impression wasn't particularly strong.
By this time, the two had already reached the small building's entrance and knocked on the door. Out from inside came a little sprite with wings on its back.
Ling Zhenfei was momentarily taken aback—wasn't this the Winged Elf he had seen before? Judging by the wings, it looked identical.
The sprite glanced at them and asked, "Do you have any matters?"
Muler said, "I brought this human doctor to treat the Flower God."
The little sprite looked at Ling Zhenfei with confusion and said to Muler, "You're daring enough to bring a human cultivator?"
Muler said, "What is there to fear in our Supreme Divine Palace? Afraid he'll stir up trouble? Besides, I'll always be watching him, no need to worry."
The sprite asked, "Do the Protectors know?"
Muler said, "Rest assured, they all know. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare bring someone in privately."
The sprite examined Ling Zhenfei from head to toe and said, "Then, come in."
The two followed the sprite inside the first floor, where Ling Zhenfei immediately smelled a strong aroma of herbs, mingled with a floral scent.
The sprite added, "You need to walk through the garden to cleanse the impurities on you."
Ling Zhenfei didn't understand initially, but after turning past the screen, he saw a sea of flowers.
The flower sea was a bit exaggerated but was filled with all kinds of vibrant flowers, with a small path running through it.
The sprite led them slowly along the path towards the upper floors.
Ling Zhenfei and Muler ascended, smelling the strong fragrance from the flowers, which Ling Zhenfei realized acted as a disinfectant.
The flower's scent could eradicate the bacteria on them, leaving Ling Zhenfei quite amazed.
It seemed the Flower God was indeed extraordinary, capable of such sanitation techniques—oh, how convenient that would be for his clinic should he have such flowers.
Ling Zhenfei and Muler followed the Sprite up to the second floor. This floor was also adorned with flowers, much more beautiful and subtly fragrant than those in the sea of flowers. Ling Zhenfei's body was strongly scented after passing through, but these flowers had a much lighter aroma, preventing the scent from being overwhelming.
No wonder it's called the Flower God, indeed well-researched in flowers.
The sprite said, "Wait a moment while I report to the Flower God."
Finishing the sentence, the sprite went upwards.
Muler whispered, "I think this person isn't bad, volunteering to save others without fleeing beforehand—it shows your kind heart. I intend to spare your life, but you must find a way to save the Flower God. Otherwise, no one can save you."
Ling Zhenfei knew Muler meant to warn him not to play tricks, figuring he'd hardly have all the time for himself here at the Flower God's presence.
Ling Zhenfei said, "I am a doctor; saving lives is my duty, don't worry."
Muler half-believed, half-doubted, now having no choice but to trust.
Then, the sprite descended and said to Ling Zhenfei, "The Flower God invites you up."
So, the two ascended to the next floor, traversing through flower beds on both sides of the staircase to the second floor.
Crossing the second floor, they went to the third, where the scenery transformed once more.
On top of the third floor, there was a round window, without glass, formed by Northern Spiritual Energy. The angle was slightly tilted, akin to seeking the moon as Ling Zhenfei surmised.
In other words, during the night, moonlight would filter through this circular window.
The floor revealed neither floorboards nor color, entering the third floor felt like stepping into a house overgrown with flowers.
The ground was green grass, with flowers blooming atop, creating a very comfortable sensation.
In a corner, there was a stone bed, on which a woman lay reclined.
If Ling Zhenfei hadn't looked towards that area, he wouldn't have discovered there was someone lying there.
That person should be the Flower God, seeming to meld with the entire environment.
The surrounding grass and flowers seemed to partake of her body.
In front of the Flower God, there stood a row of tall flora, vaguely screening some features of the Flower God, her distinct beauty not entirely visible.
The sprite said to the Flower God, "Sister Flower, I've brought them to you."
The Flower God whispered, "Let them come closer, be careful not to step on the blooms below."
Ling Zhenfei, along with Muler, advanced towards the Flower God. At that moment, the sprite halted Muler and asked, "You're not a doctor, what are you doing?"
Muler said awkwardly, "I need to keep an eye on this kid lest he tries something funny."
The Flower God said, "Here, it doesn't matter, let him come over."
Muler had no choice but to halt, watching as Ling Zhenfei approached the Flower God.
Actually, Ling Zhenfei was immensely excited, as he also longed to know what the Flower God looks like.
Ling Zhenfei proceeded along the path towards the Flower God.
Getting closer, Ling Zhenfei detected a faint scent in the air—an aroma like a flower but clearly superior to any floral fragrance.
This scent was distinct from any flower's fragrance and couldn't be melded with any other, strikingly odd.
Passing through that tall flora, Ling Zhenfei beheld the Flower God's visage.
The Flower God appeared as a young woman of about eighteen or nineteen, as beautiful as a blossom, and indescribably pretty, like a flower that couldn't be named but invites admiration at first sight—much like coming across such a flower in a park induces a gasp of admiration, akin to seeing the Flower God now.