No one remembers what these flowers look like, nor does anyone recall the color of their petals and stamens, because none of that matters anymore. When the Bliss Flower blooms, every other object in Yuhua Hall loses its original color in the eyes of the beholders.
Clearly, it was only planted in the size of a crystal basin, yet in everyone's eyes, it's merely an expanse so ethereal and boundless. It's as if it is burning all its life force to bloom—a tapestry of the most magnificent and exquisite, the most passionate and distant, the most breathtakingly beautiful and tender, the most unrestrained and shy.
The colors perceived by everyone are so dazzling, so domineering, so captivating that viewers feel nothing but "beauty."
This is the first characteristic of the Bliss Flower: charm.
And when its petals lay open layer by layer, a peculiar fragrance wafts through the air.
