Within the Tea Garden, scarlet radiance rippled outward in beautiful halos of explosive light.
This was the most primordial core scene of the universe, a dream beyond the reach of all Dao Attainers and even saints. Yet here, it was commonplace.
"How is it?" The God of Creation emerged from the void.
The two women gave a slight bow.
Nü Yi said seriously, "So far, there have been seven Universe Stillbirths. They collapsed not long after being born and surviving, but the process is getting faster and the survival rate is increasing. The route of our evolution has begun to take shape. All that remains is to summarize our experience and refine it."
Meng Mei hurriedly added, "Rest assured, we will ensure that mature universes can retain complete self-awareness. Even if you return, your consciousness will not be dispersed, overwritten, and stripped of itself by the Great Universe. Instead, you will exist permanently, possessing the seven emotions and six desires of living beings, with love and hatred, affection and enmity."
"That would be for the best."
The God of Creation had become increasingly human, increasingly full of human warmth. He smiled gently. "Perhaps possessing self-awareness will also be my greatest opportunity, allowing me to achieve Transcendence."
"It is all thanks to this young lady." Nü Yi smiled. "She has admired you for a long time. She does not wish for you to lose yourself after returning to the universe. She hopes you can live like an ordinary living being."
Xu Zhi glanced at Meng Mei.
Meng Mei immediately lowered her head shyly.
Nü Yi: "..."
Nü Yi instantly felt awful. Say something while the iron was hot, will you? Xu Zhi had merely glanced at Meng Mei and given a faint laugh. He knew she was genuinely shy and did