Deep into the night, all was still and silent.
Tang Wulin sat cross-legged on his bed, his breathing gradually growing long and even. As his consciousness sank deeper, the familiar Dormitory around him began to warp and fade, replaced by a vast, boundless expanse of starry darkness.
This was his Sea of Consciousness, and the place where the mysterious Heavens Void Hall stood.
Amid the flowing starlight, the palace radiating an ancient aura appeared before him once more. Tang Wulin entered the hall with practiced ease and saw a graceful figure seated upon the lofty God throne, propping her chin on one hand as she gazed down in utter boredom.
She was a beautiful woman in a jade-green gown, surrounded by a gentle halo brimming with vitality, as though all the life in the Sea of Consciousness flowed from her.
"Aunt Green." Tang Wulin composed himself and bowed respectfully.
At that form of address, the Goddess of Life's languid expression changed instantly. Puffing out her cheeks, she floated down from the God throne in feigned anger, circled Tang Wulin, and lightly poked his forehead.
"Hmph, I thought you'd forgotten all about your aunt! How long has it been? Ever since that business last time, you haven't once come in to see me on your own." The Goddess of Life sounded rather aggrieved, like an elder whose feelings had been hurt. "Is the dazzling world outside so exciting that you've pushed Aunt Green to the back of your mind?"
Tang Wulin scratched his head and smiled awkwardly. "Of course not, Aunt Green. I've been busy cultivating lately. I have to stabilize my level-seventy cultivation and try Soul Forging too. I really haven't had any time to spare."
"Cultivating? Busy?" The Goddess of Life raised an eyebrow, a mischievous smile suddenly flickering