Su Lin felt himself drifting in a warm ocean, slow and gentle, filled with an indescribable comfort.
The presence was soft, forming a bridge through which it could communicate with Su Lin directly.
Is there more?
"Not for now. Do you want more to eat?"
Eat?
After a brief pause, it understood what Su Lin meant, though the idea was utterly unlike its own existence.
Yes.
Something about this felt strange.
Su Lin could no longer sense his own form. He only felt that closeness enveloping him, as though it were pressed against him, yet he could not comprehend what the other being actually was.
Yi Donglai looked upon the Heaven of Deposed Saints, the Heaven of Deposed Saints looked upon Su Lin—was it something like that?
There was no malice. Everything it conveyed was direct. Its earlier rejection and its present closeness alike lacked the tangled emotions of living creatures; its messages were simple and clear.
When Su Lin said nothing, it gave no response. But he had run out of things to say. He had only brought out the Heaven-Questioning Platform he had drawn to see whether communication was possible.
"I'll find you some more in a bit."
Ye Fan still had plenty of Fortune Gold in stock. He had no use for it anyway, so Su Lin could buy it from him.
*!~~~*
At Su Lin's answer, a feeling that could perhaps be called "happiness" reached him.
Mixed into it were scenes of everything Su Lin had experienced in this world from birth until now. It was learning more about him, leafing through his information.
From an ordinary mortal to the Light God of the Golden Core Stage, then an indescribable being of the Nascent Soul Stage, and finally the layered state he had reached when Heavenly