"The Dao Son of Central Heaven, governed through nonaction?"
Someone slowly emerged from the sea of soft white light. She looked like a court historian, with a gentle, beautiful face and narrow eyes. Holding a book and brush, she wore a pale yellow immortal robe tinged with green.
"Is this person listed in the Complete Register of the Northern Palace's Immortals and Deities?"
"Left Historian Liu, that register is incomplete. His entry was probably omitted."
Another woman emerged from the radiance. Her face was indistinct, yet conveyed a quiet grace. She wore a plain white palace dress patterned with clouds, and manifestations of various Ji Earth divine abilities shifted behind her-stone drums, highlands and wetlands, historical records, and more.
A great divine ability wielder who had brought Ji Earth to perfection!
Left Historian Liu's expression soured. She tightened her grip on her jet-black brush, her slender knuckles whitening slightly, and rebuked her:
"Does Ling Maiden think I'm so easily fooled? When the Thunder Palace invited [Tai Ji] to build the Land of Being and Nonbeing and compile its registers, all the Thunder Palace's principal divine offices were included. Minor figures might have been left out, but..."
Her tone deepened. In an instant, boundless soft white radiance gathered and surged behind her, as though recording the forms of all things-the unmistakable might of an Attendant Envoy! "A Dao Son! How could a former Dao Son of the Thunder Palace have been omitted? Ling Maiden, we may be close friends, but I cannot let you equivocate over something like this." "What do you wish to ask me, Left Historian Liu?"
Ling Maiden's voice remained calm. Profound Ji Earth light rose and fell beside her, shifting ceaselessly.
"I'm not interrogating you. It's just that when you descended to probe Constant Light and joined