The truly impoverished wizards rarely appear here, unless they're working to sustain their magical practices.
On stage, Zoe's smile remains graceful and charming as she lightly claps her hands, signaling the attendants to present the next lot.
The attendant in the green vine gown walks up to the glowing mushroom platform again, this time holding a round basin carved from some kind of warm white jade, filled with clear liquid, above which a dream-like flower floats.
It's not a real flower; it is composed of countless extremely fine, nearly transparent threads of energy, emitting a soft white light, intertwined and spiraling into a layered, slowly rotating complex structure between substance and illusion.
In the center of the petal-like structure, a faint yet pure milky white light core quietly floats, emitting a strange wave that calms the mind, making thoughts clear.
Merely gazing upon it seems to smooth out distractions, making spiritual power exceptionally active and orderly.
