Dreamscape 1

For those who cultivated, insight into one's state of mind was perhaps the most important thing. Like flowers reflected in a mirror or the moon in water, once missed, it might be lost forever.

After Ye Shunguang suffered the Azure Nether Sword's backlash and her body collapsed, her consciousness seemed to fall into boundless darkness.

Like a leaf plucked by the autumn wind, she kept falling into the abyss of absolute nothingness, her soul being stripped away, forgotten, and exiled.

(Who am I?)

(Where am I?)

(Where am I going?)

At times, faint glimmers of light would flash through Ye Shunguang's consciousness, but the moment those thoughts took shape, they were swallowed by the surrounding darkness.

It felt as if ten thousand years had passed. Ye Shunguang gave up struggling, and her consciousness sank completely...

Then, a middle-aged woman's voice came to her. "Xiaoguang, it's almost eight! If you don't get up now, you'll be late for school!"

The woman's gentle voice pierced the darkness like the first ray of sunlight before dawn, illuminating the entire night sky.

"Okay, Mom!"

Ye Shunguang opened her eyes and answered reflexively. But then she froze. Why had she answered so readily?

And where was this...?

Ye Shunguang looked around blankly—a bedroom with pale pink wallpaper. Morning light streamed through the window and fell upon the small desk by it.

Several textbooks and manga volumes lay spread across the desk, while a small potted succulent basked in the sunlight.

No, this seemed to be... my bedroom?

Ye Shunguang raised a hand and rubbed her brow. How could she have become this muddleheaded?

But in the brief moment she pondered it, a string of images suddenly surged from the depths of her consciousness: a sword, white radiance, Black Flower carrying an ominous aura...

"Ah—my head