Su Jiu's consciousness drifted in and out. She could hear the sounds outside, yet she could not wake.
It was as though something in her sea of consciousness was tugging at her.
Little Gift was still asleep, and Little Pearl had vanished to who knew where.
Now she drifted aimlessly through her own sea of consciousness.
After drifting for a while, she discovered that even the Spirit-Cleansing Pool Water was gone.
Her sea of consciousness had once again become an endless expanse of mist, dreamlike and illusory, as though she had slipped into the clouds.
As she drifted, she saw that book from before again.
But now, it could hardly be called a book. All its contents had dwindled to a single thin page, blank save for the name Zheng Qilong.
Even the color of Zheng Qilong's name had faded somewhat.
Su Jiu could not help sinking into thought. Just what had happened outside?
She had a persistent feeling that when she found Zheng Qilong again, she might finally understand what the book in her sea of consciousness was.
Suddenly, a flash of white light swept past Su Jiu.
The book and the white jade platform vanished once more.
The mist before her gradually dispersed as well, and she heard Little Pearl calling to her.
Su Jiu took another two steps forward, and before long, she saw the Spirit-Cleansing Pool Water and Little Pearl.
"What happened to you?"
"You seemed to have entered the depths of your consciousness just now. That's somewhere we can't reach!"
Su Jiu paused, clearly not having considered that possibility.
"Little Pearl, is it possible for someone's consciousness to remain in those depths forever?"
Little Pearl nodded. "Of course. But if they stay there forever, no one can wake them unless they wake up on their