The Courtyard built atop the towering tree offered a scenery all its own.
The giant tree sheltered the sky and earth. Fierce winds swept in from high above, only to be diverted and settled by its world-spanning branches and leaves. By the time they reached the Courtyard, only a cool breeze remained.
Jiang Yang sat in a chair in the Courtyard, savoring the black tea Miss Angelica the Witch had poured for him, his thoughts easing into a leisurely calm.
He remembered the giant Jianmu tree he had once planted in Kunlun, which had likewise towered into the heavens.
"Perhaps I should have built a courtyard like this on Jianmu back then. When it comes to enjoying life, these ladies really do know best."
However, the Divine Clan had long since taken Jianmu with them when they left for the Divine Realm. Now it stood upon the land of the Divine Realm, drawing nourishment from the entire world, and had already become a divine tree.
Sunlight spilled down from the sky, pleasantly warm.
The space where the Witch Forest lay was similar to the Demon Realm, but smaller, a small subsidiary space attached to Earth.
Though the space was small, it brimmed with spiritual qi, unlike the spiritual qi desert of the Mortal Realm outside.
It was like the puddles, large and small, that always remained on a beach after the tide receded.
All the subsidiary spaces attached to Earth were like this.
And these subsidiary spaces actually shared the same Sun as Earth.
The warm Sun in the sky was actually a projection of the Great Sun outside.
Only, when refracted into the Witch Forest, it became a pale green Sun.
Taking a sip of black tea, Jiang Yang looked at the two Witches, who had also seated themselves