When Jing Shaoyu regained his senses from the blinding light, he opened his eyes to find himself in a world of lush flowers and dense, silky leaves.
The gray space felt like a cruel joke, while the vibrant world before him seemed more like a dream, giving him a strong sense of unreality.
Jing Shaoyu stood there in a daze for a long time before gradually confirming that this world full of green leaves and red flowers was real, not an illusion. It wasn't his imagination but the true form of the green light spots in the gray space.
He began to survey this unfamiliar space, and his first feeling was a sense of déjà vu, as if he had been here before.
What met his eyes was a vast expanse of green grassland, where various plants grew harmoniously—tall trees, low shrubs, vibrant flowers, and ordinary weeds—all coexisting in perfect harmony. At a glance, Jing Shaoyu could feel the true essence of natural harmony.
The air was filled with multicolored light, beneath which floated unrestrained clouds and mist. These clouds drifted from afar to right before him, blurring his vision.
But through the mist, he saw blooming white lotuses. The lotuses blossomed amidst a sacred radiance of green and gold, displaying their unique purity before his eyes. He felt an unprecedented clarity and serenity in his heart, like a flawless blue crystal.
Jing Shaoyu walked forward mechanically. As his steps fell, he was surprised to find a winding and leisurely path appearing before him, leading to a serene and peaceful depth. Without any doubt or fear in his heart, he calmly stepped onto the path and followed it to where it seemed to want him to go.
As he walked along the path, the plants on either side began to sway in the wind. With each step, flowers bloomed, leaves clustered, and whispers murmured. He felt an overwhelming sense of happiness.
In the hazy mist, a tall and coiled tree appeared intermittently. At times, its branches were lush and full; at others, they were bare and withered. Sometimes, new buds sprouted, while at other times, dead leaves fell. As Jing Shaoyu walked calmly, he seemed to witness the life of a tree and, in doing so, grasped a deeper meaning of life.
Seeing this tree, Jing Shaoyu suddenly remembered that he had once had a similar dream. Could he be dreaming now? It didn't seem so.
Just as he was lost in thought, a melodious flute sound, as soft as silk, drifted through the mist and into his ears. Jing Shaoyu's body trembled, and his eyes widened slightly. The flute sound, played by an unknown person, seemed to narrate an ancient and mysterious legend while also pouring out tender and lingering comfort.
For some reason, Jing Shaoyu quickened his pace.
He reached the end of the path, passing through layers of colored light and sacred radiance, and finally saw the person playing the flute.
It was a woman. She wore an emerald-green dress and held a jade flute, sitting gracefully on a section of a withered tree stump. Her appearance was delicate and beautiful, exuding both grace and benevolence. Her face bore a gentle smile, and her bright eyes were filled with kindness and goodwill.
The woman emitted a faint golden aura, brimming with vibrant vitality, making her unforgettable and drawing people closer. It felt as though spending a moment with her would elevate one's life, distancing them from the cycle of birth, aging, sickness, and death.
Jing Shaoyu stopped in his tracks, staring at her in a daze.
The woman also saw Jing Shaoyu and immediately stood up, her smile becoming even brighter, allowing one to deeply feel her joy and happiness. She spoke, "Child, you've come."
Her voice was melodious, making Jing Shaoyu feel an inexplicable familiarity, as if he had heard it many times before, as if he had grown up listening to it. This should have struck him as strange, but he felt no surprise at all.
"Hello, I'm sorry to disturb you," Jing Shaoyu regained his composure, unable to express the myriad of questions in his heart. He said, "I suddenly found myself here and can't find my way back."
"It's alright," the woman's smile remained full of benevolence. She beckoned to Jing Shaoyu and said, "Sit down and rest for a while. I'll play a tune for you."
"Alright," Jing Shaoyu agreed as if under a spell, walking over to the woman and sitting down beside her legs at her gesture, completely forgetting all the questions he had wanted to ask.
The woman looked at Jing Shaoyu sitting beside her legs, the affection in her beautiful eyes growing even stronger, with a hint of doting. She sat down, bringing herself closer to Jing Shaoyu. Jing Shaoyu looked up at the stunningly beautiful face so close to him, but no impure thoughts arose in his heart—only genuine trust, intimacy, and affection.
"Woo—"
The flute sound began, and the mist in the air slowly dissipated. White lotuses and red spider lilies bloomed in the air, as if dancing to the woman's tune, creating a delightful and captivating scene.
The tune the woman played was actually a lullaby, which surprised Jing Shaoyu. At the same time, a hint of doubt arose in his heart. The tune sounded so familiar, like the one Jing Ziyuan used to hum to him when she put him to sleep as a child.
However, Jing Shaoyu had no time to ponder the possible mysteries behind this. A wave of drowsiness washed over him, and his eyes uncontrollably began to close. His body relaxed unconsciously, and he leaned toward the woman without realizing it. Like when he was a child, he lay down on the woman's lap, and the irresistible drowsiness lulled him into sleep.
At some unknown time, the flute sound stopped. The woman looked down at Jing Shaoyu, who was peacefully sleeping on her lap, and a motherly tenderness appeared on her beautiful face. She reached out a jade-like hand and gently caressed his cheek, murmuring, "Sleep…"
When Jing Shaoyu opened his eyes and looked around in confusion, the golden leaves and Yun Ming standing with his hands behind his back immediately brought him back to reality, but he soon fell into deep thought.
Was everything that had just happened another dream? No, it definitely wasn't a dream. Jing Shaoyu was certain that what had just happened was real. His consciousness had indeed entered a gray space and then moved into that mysterious space full of life, where he had met the woman in the green dress!
Thinking of the woman in the green dress, Jing Shaoyu's thoughts paused for a few seconds. Who was that mysterious woman in the green dress? Why did she treat him with such affection?
Jing Shaoyu subconsciously touched his face, his expressionless. He could feel the woman's emotions toward him—full of intimacy and doting, like a mother's love for her child. This confused him. Wasn't he an orphan?
What confused Jing Shaoyu even more was his own feelings toward the woman. Why did he feel such trust and attachment to a woman he had only met once in a dream? It was as if he felt the same way toward Jing Ziyuan.
All of this left Jing Shaoyu's thoughts in complete disarray, making it impossible for him to calmly reflect on the meaning of what he had just experienced and how it might affect him.
"Hah!" He took a deep breath and began to empty his mind. He needed some time to calm down before he could calmly ponder the identity and origins of the mysterious woman in the green dress and why his consciousness had appeared there.
Time flowed like water, and the sky gradually brightened.
After calming down and reflecting, Jing Shaoyu finally came to one conclusion: the woman was definitely not an ordinary person, nor was she an ordinary Soul Master. Based on the green space she was in and Jing Shaoyu's own experience, the woman in the green dress was undoubtedly a god-level powerhouse!
And among the female god-level powerhouses who wore green dresses and exuded an aura of life, Jing Shaoyu could only think of one deity in his memory.
The Goddess of Life!
Coincidentally, at this very moment, the Goddess of Life was on the Douluo Continent.
Therefore, Jing Shaoyu was ninety percent certain that the woman in the green dress he had met was the Goddess of Life! Considering his Martial Soul and the towering tree that faintly appeared in the green space, who else could the woman in the green dress be if not the Goddess of Life?
Jing Shaoyu was extremely excited. If he could truly gain the favor of the Goddess of Life, then in Someone Tang's ten-thousand-year plan, even if he couldn't turn the tide, he could at least ensure the safety of himself and those he cared about!
After all, the Goddess of Life's divine position was a genuine God King's position!
"Since you're awake, get up," Yun Ming's voice came from beside him at that moment. "What kind of gains could make you so excited that even your aura has become restless?"
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