This feeling was wondrous, like complete emptiness, yet also like the deepest meditation.
It was intoxicating, yet it kept her clear-headed.
Gradually, Xu Chunniang forgot that she was in the Creation Pool.
She drifted across the sea, curiously observing everything around her.
Every droplet of water seemed like a tiny law.
Countless laws emerged around her, colliding with one another, transforming into each other, and finally fading away.
They went from nothing to something, then from something back to nothing, cycling endlessly. They seemed chaotic, yet concealed a certain pattern.
Most of the laws were unfamiliar, things Xu Chunniang had never seen before.
Only a small portion gave her a sense of familiarity.
Xu Chunniang drifted upon the sea, drifting and drifting. After an unknown length of time, she finally saw the familiar Laws of Life and Death.
She saw a pale golden droplet tossed onto the surface of the sea, blooming with a faint Law of Life.
Very soon, that droplet intertwined with other droplets and gave rise to further transformations.
The Law of Life continuously receded, while a Law of Death emerged from within it.
Not long afterward, the fragile droplet shattered and merged back into the sea, as though it had never existed.
A thousand kinds of laws, endless transformations...
Xu Chunniang seemed to grasp something. She memorized the path traced by that droplet, and her right hand unconsciously gestured along that trajectory.
Yet her gesture seemed utterly meaningless. Nothing happened; neither the sea nor the droplets were affected in the slightest.
Xu Chunniang noticed nothing amiss and continued drifting onward with the sea breeze, seeing more droplets and more trajectories.
Until one day, the boat suddenly sank.
Her body was instantly submerged, sinking toward the depths beneath the water.
Every droplet weighed as heavily as a