The little tree stretched out its branches and leaves, growing slowly yet steadfastly.
Perhaps accustomed to the harsh and perilous celestial phenomena of the void, the strange tree first busied itself growing roots and a trunk to store energy. Its trunk was exceptionally thick, its roots coiled like dragons as they anchored into the enormous Floating Mountain. The thick trunk twisted outward, then extended back again, followed by branches. Its crown was not large, and finally came the leaves.
Even after gaining a new floating island, it did not abandon the previous floating stones. Instead, it left those stones containing mysterious substances beneath the tree.
Bai Yujun lay lazily on a stone, sleeping soundly with an embroidered pillow beneath her head.
She had originally been sitting, but somehow drifted off to sleep. Out of habit, she curled into a ball. In any case, she was comprehending the Dao; it made no difference whether she sat or slept.
The tree grew at a slant, its thick, weathered ancient trunk shielding the sleeping Dragon Girl on the stone from the rain.
It truly could be called an ancient old tree. Though it had previously looked like a little tree, it might actually have lived for a very, very long time. Perhaps it was some kind of Heaven and Earth Rare Plant. Unfortunately, constrained by its environment, it had failed to complete its transformation. One could not judge a tree by its appearance.
A Starry Sky Projection emerged beneath the tree.
In the dark, silent void, the projection centered on a star. Though it still radiated light and heat, it carried the lonely desolation of one in its twilight years, and even Bai Yujun's face took on a weathered look.
The River of Time flowed backward, yet the sun showed no change at