Crimson Lotus Novels & Stories

"The first-class Persian salt, the fresh blood of the black deer born in the twelfth lunar month, and the snow lotus in the exceedingly cold location that needs to be utilized for aftercare," Kinson said slowly. Mohan has a limited understanding of the majority of these medications. The first time he heard about the snow lotus in the exceedingly cold location was when he thought to himself, "Snow lotus... is it tough to get?" "Snow lotus is incredibly rare, and it is much more rare in really cold climates," said Li TCM, nodding.

"But as I said, as long as a relative of mine is still alive, we are not oblige to do so. Thanks to Mamang Turiya." "Who is that?" "My grandfather's cousin." "So, what now?" "You understand right, that I came here not to make you propose to me or something? I came here because I am finding something, as what I said, the Vermilion. The one thing that could stop the Malignobons. And I believe if l could find it, we will not get oblige to stick to each other forever anymore. There's a story that our ancestors had told us. It's about the Vermilion. Once found, it would grant the catcher to have two wishes. I promise you once I find it, one of those wishes that I will make is to break the treaty

The warm water soaked into her aching muscles as Nya sank deeper and deeper into the heat of the tub. The servants had graciously filled the basin with steaming hot water that smelled of lilacs and rose petals, and when Nya had climbed in, she’d sank up to her chin. It was delightful to be so completely consumed by the warmth of the floral scented water. Not only did her muscles feel soothed, she felt her mind clearing as well.

Stretching across three miles of once-barren black rock was a vibrant, shimmering blanket of Frost-Lotus blossoms. They were extraordinary flowers—petals of translucent indigo fire that radiated a soft, comforting warmth at their center, edged with thin, glittering fringes of amethyst frost that kept the blossoms perpetually fresh. They grew directly out of the cracked obsidian, feeding on the subterranean heat deep below while drinking the cool mountain mist above. "It’s our resonance," I murmured, stepping down from my mare, my boots making a soft crunching sound on the gravel path.

"Danielle please take Gray to his room and give him a bath, I'll come get him later on for dinner." Crimson said to Danielle who nodded and took the young boy towards the stairs. "We have a lot of catching up to do sis... Common, I just made some lotus cake, come have a taste!" Cierra said excitedly and dragged Crimson away towards the dinning table as she made her sit down on one of the chairs, soon she served her a plate with three nicely shaped and delicious looking lotus cakes. Crimson quickly took one from the plate and took a bite, the sweetness melted in her mouth as she savoured the taste while closing her eyes.

Tirana said rather casually. She provided no further information on how and why she would do that afterwards. Lars and Len just went straight for the exit, leaving Tirana who was far more composed behind. The black crystal on Tirana's rod cracked, blooming beautifully into a lotus shape. The crystal glowed wicked purple and with a light twirl, the crystal rod emitted a black mist that crept through the walls and ceilings, crawling and hissing its way along.

And the blush that was barely receding was back again. "I'm not a pretty little flower, Roses are as pretty as they are dangerous." He scoffed, standing up and even from where he was standing, I could see that he'll tower over me. He straightened out his suit jacket. Eyes boring into mine. "The only dangerous roses are those with thorns Rose, and you my dear, you have no thorns. You're a pretty little flower, a harmless little flower." He walked towards me till he was standing right Infront of me, towering over me as expected, I craned my neck just too look at him. "I'll be taking my leave now pretty flower, say hi to Mr. Potter for me."

Tyr’s heart jolted, and he quickly asked, “Mr. Zinke, do you really have the seven-petal lotus? Please state the price. I need this seven-petal lotus urgently to save my daughter. I can pay you any price.” Tyr asked Jameson directly without beating around the bush, indicating that money would not be a problem. However, Jameson shook his head with a smile. “The seven-petal lotus is not with me but in my father’s hands. Moreover, a rare mythical medicine like this is not something money can buy.” Tyr was stunned. “Mr. Zinke, you mean…” Jameson massaged his temple as he studied Tyr’s appearance. “Little Mister, since you know of the seven-petal lotus. Do you have medical skills?”

Loren's dragon followed behind. THUD The door shut down as soon as we entered. I looked around, it was truly a magnificent view. The mountain fountain,the greenery and flowers of gold and crystals. The river is blooming with Ruby stones Lotus. Now that I think about it, Martina's mother had a ruby pendant. That must be carved out of the Ruby Lotus. I'm speechless because one small piece of Ruby grants an immortal hundred years of life in the mortal world.

The cool air burned against my skin, but I kept going. I have to save Ronan. I owe him that much. --- The air grew thinner as I climbed the jagged slope, rocks biting into my palms. Somewhere at the peak, it was said a rare flower bloomed only under moonlight. Lunaris Noctis, the Moonshade Lotus. A flower born from sorrow, thriving only where the living dared not tread. It was the only thing powerful enough to anchor a soul between life and death. I reached the summit, chest burning, lungs aching. The hilltop shimmered under the light of the full moon and there it was.