Chen Yang held a cluster of Moon Orchids in his hands, walking briskly along the mountain path back to his residence on Qingyun Peak.

The lingering fragrance accompanied his steps, gently wafting into his nostrils, easing the frustration he felt from his losses at the market and brightening his mood considerably.

He glanced down at the off-white flowers in his hand, a faint smile unconsciously appearing on his face as he murmured to himself:

"Though the scent of these flowers can't enhance my cultivation, it does bring a sense of peace and relaxation. I'll let Yiyi take a look when I get back and see if she can graft some in our backyard. It would be nice to smell them often."