The Locust Spirit Scroll seemed to come alive.
With the help of a branch from the Spirit Vein Willow, flowing with Spiritual Power, the willow branch constantly transmitted Spiritual Qi to the scroll.
As for the rest of the branches, they all withered and turned to dust, leaving only this single branch remaining.
By rights, drawing Spiritual Qi like this should cause the Spirit Vein Willow great pain, but Li Ye could only sense its joyful mood, seemingly a bit impatient.
Meanwhile, drops of ink dripped from the pages of the Locust Spirit Scroll.
"Drip."
"Drip."
When the ink splattered on the ground, it created ripples which formed into ink drawings of flowers, plants, and trees, quickly filling Li Ye's courtyard.
Momentarily immersed in ink, the courtyard bloomed with flowers.
Even more astonishing was that these ink-drawn flowers, plants, and trees seemed alive, swaying with the wind.
