Seeking the Way (1-2) Author: Nemesia

Seeking

the Dao Author: nemesia
Word Count: 15932

Her jet-black, lustrous hair fluttered in the wind, her fair hands gripping a three-foot-long sword, pointing it at the nearly two hundred thousand
enemy soldiers ahead. Even amidst the fierce battle, the woman remained ethereal and heroic, [the entire text] completely disregarding the numerical
disparity between the two sides.

A short inch of celestial light spewed from the tip of her sword, while countless seemingly simple yet
intricate gathering and concentrating the surrounding celestial energy onto the sword in her hand.

"Sword rise." A clear and elegant voice came from the woman's mouth, completely different from her otherworldly temperament [the entire text]
, gentle and beautiful, yet carrying supreme majesty. The phantom of a three-zhang-long giant sword hovered in front of the woman, the sword shadow absorbing a massive amount of celestial energy, instilling fear

in every enemy warrior from the bottom of their hearts. 　　Hailing from the Demon Realm, having fought their way through countless life-or-death battles to become part of the Immortal-Demon War, they should have been fearless and even viewed challenging the strong as a path to advancement. Unfortunately, the woman's cultivation was exceptionally high. She was the only daughter of an Immortal Emperor in the Immortal , and had already surpassed the realm of ordinary Immortal Venerables, only a hair's breadth away from becoming an Immortal Emperor. 　　"Slash!" Her tone was flat, but the giant sword phantom hovering before her slashed down, ignoring the defensive treasures and spells cast by the demon army. It struck without hindrance, leaving no trace; over two hundred thousand demon soldiers were wiped out in a single strike. 　　As the most dazzling and radiant daughter of the Immortal Realm, becoming an Immortal Venerable at the youngest age, such a powerful move had taken a toll on her. However, the situation in the Immortal Realm was not optimistic; a rebellion had occurred only a thousand years before the Immortal-Demon War, resulting in the deaths of many geniuses and powerful immortals. 　Even though her father, the only Immortal Emperor of the era, possessed enough strength to suppress the opposing Demon Emperor, there was a significant numerical difference between the Immortal Venerable and Demon Venerable levels. Including the woman, there were only three Immortal Venerables, while the opposing side had eight Demon Venerables. As for levels like Profound Immortal, Upper Immortal, Golden Immortal, Heavenly Immortal, and Earthly Immortal, the numerical difference was even greater, which is why the woman, as an Immortal Venerable, had to personally engage the demon army. 　　After annihilating the demon army, the woman had to rest . After setting up a defensive formation, she sat cross-legged and began practicing her cultivation in the Five Hearts Facing Heaven posture. Her usually peaceful and docile immortal energy, due to its connection with the demon realm, carried a hint of violence. Furthermore, the demon army had recently been stationed there , and although they were no longer present, their cultivation had amplified the chaos and turmoil. 　　After a long while, the woman slapped her chest with her jade-like hand, spitting out a mouthful of blood that landed on a small white flower not far away . The blood in her mouth contained a trace of the woman's natal blood, hinting at her lineage from the sole Immortal Emperor. 　　This was because she had been fighting continuously for nearly three months, patrolling the Immortal Realm as an Immortal Venerable. The mutated immortal spiritual energy accumulated within her body was nearing its limit, then activated by the spell she had just unleashed. Ultimately, she decided to use a sliver of her natal blood as a conduit to gather uncontrollable immortal energy before exhaling it. 　　After recovering slightly, the woman stood up. Although she saw the small flower, now weakened and stained with blood, her mind was still preoccupied with the situation in the Immortal Realm. The terrain was in their hands, but the difference in strength was significant; the invading demon army still held the upper hand. 　　"Fate is such, I can only do my best." The woman had intended to try to glimpse the secrets of heaven and see if she could , but unfortunately, she still couldn't calculate any results. Even such a woman of exceptional talent and beauty could only sigh, then summoned her flying sword and continued to sense the changes in the weather and spiritual energy of the Immortal Realm, searching for the location of the demon army. 　Eighty-one longswords, each representing a different kind of suffering, ultimately evolved into a cage of life. The Demon Emperor, clad in black and with long red hair, unleashed his hidden trump card. 　　The Only Immortal Emperor had been on guard since the start of the war, but he never imagined that the Demon Emperor, who always relied on unorthodox methods and viewed offense as his primary means, would use a sealing technique as his trump card. By the time he sensed danger, he was already trapped, and escaping would take considerable time. 　　"The delightful slaughter begins," the Demon Emperor said in a joyful voice, then released a boneless girl from his personal abode, connecting her to the longswords forming the cage, making her the core of the sword array. Judging 　　solely from cultivation level, the Only Immortal Emperor could tell that the girl was only at the peak of the Mahayana stage, barely reaching the Earth Demon realm. However, to his surprise, when the core was changed from the Demon Emperor to the girl, it actually became more solid. 　　"Strange, isn't it?" the Demon Emperor said with amusement. "The blades of the Life Cage were all forged using her spine as the main material, along with bones from other parts of her body. Also, to avoid any quality degradation caused by premature birth, I gave her ample time to live for over ten thousand years before collecting enough materials." 　The eighty-one longswords were like the girl's clones, sharing her life and distributing damage equally. Combined with the array they formed, although the Only Immortal Emperor could definitely break this cage, the Demon Emperor wanted to buy himself some time to kill other immortals. 　　Although the Demon Emperor was at a disadvantage in his fight with the Only Immortal Emperor, he was no match for any of the other immortals. Whether Golden Immortal or Upper Immortal, they were all reduced to minced meat with a wave of his hand, until he stopped this indiscriminate slaughter when an old man holding a gourd appeared . 　　"Immortal Venerable Nahu? The oldest immortal?" The Demon Emperor's casual strike, though blocked, did not halt his transformed his left hand into a fist, unleashing a punch with fifty percent of his power. The overwhelming demonic energy immediately trapped Immortal Venerable Nahu, leaving him unable to advance or retreat. "The oldest immortal, living for so many years yet unable to become an Immortal Emperor, only proves you're a piece of trash!" 　　After suppressing Immortal Venerable Nahu, the Demon Emperor turned again, slaughtering the remaining elites of the immortal realm. Just as he launched his attack, a peerless sword aura pierced straight from the horizon. The sword aura was formless and intangible, yet faint traces of the Great Dao could be discerned. 　　"Empress Weiyue?" The sword aura, having just merged with the Dao, already possessed the qualifications to challenge the Demon Emperor. From this sword, he knew the identity of the newcomer: Empress Weiyue, the only daughter of the One Immortal Emperor, possessing unparalleled beauty, already surpassing most Immortal Venerables and Demon Venerables. "Unfortunately, what you have merged with is not the Dao you created. Moreover," 　　Empress Wei Yue's bloodline and talent are considered top-tier even in the Immortal Realm. If there hadn't been a rebellion or the war between immortals and demons, she would have undoubtedly spent more time comprehending at a lower realm, striving to create her own Dao.

However, the Immortal Realm was weak, with only one Immortal Emperor and two Immortal Venerables at its peak. It simply lacked
the strength . Therefore, Empress Weiyue abandoned her own path of cultivation and chose to merge with the Immortal Emperor's, borrowing their inherited
bloodline to gain strength surpassing that of an Immortal Venerable. But this act tantamount to destroying her future
chance .

"You are injured." When facing Empress Weiyue, the Demon Emperor finally drew his magical weapon. Seemingly just a fan rib
, it transformed into green flames that formed the fan blades, which he then swung out to meet the sword energy.

A long river of emerald flames, carrying a chilling coldness, rushed towards Empress Weiyue. The
sword energy, capable of easily annihilating the Demon Army, could only create ripples before the endless river of flames, ultimately being swept away and
vanished.

"Break!" This simple word contained supreme law, and the entire Immortal Realm trembled, completely responding to
the one who uttered it. The eighty-one longswords turned to dust after the sound faded, and
the girl had her flesh torn open, blood gushing from her body until she exploded.

"So you finally used 'words become law'?" The Demon Emperor naturally knew what the Only Immortal Emperor had done. To become
an Immortal Emperor or Demon Emperor, one must possess one's own true Dao, then merge it with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and finally
become the 'only one' in the world. In this way, the Immortal Emperor and Demon Emperor can be seen as living, conscious Great Dao of Heaven and Earth
, capable of directly using and even modifying the Dao.

The power of the word "break" was far more than just breaking the cage of life; it also shattered the Azure Flame River, and
the fist power that was suppressing Immortal Venerable Nagu was also broken. The Only Immortal Emperor in the Immortal Realm was
invincible when he used the power of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

Although his move was broken, the Demon Emperor laughed instead. As someone of the same level, he naturally knew that using
the Great Dao was equivalent to invincibility, but unfortunately, this invincibility came at a price. Whether immortal or demonic,
both are fragile compared to the vastness of heaven and earth. When wielding the power of the Great Dao, injury is inevitable.

The Demon Emperor didn't intend to pursue immediately; his goal remained unchanged: to keep the Only Immortal Emperor constantly wielding
the Great Dao, while simultaneously engaging him in a prolonged battle to prevent him from healing, ultimately achieving victory without a fight.

The Only Immortal Emperor, having successfully escaped, unleashed a powerful punch on the demon army, riding the residual force of the Dao. Time and space
seemed to cease to exist. Without the overwhelming force covering dozens of miles, each demon soldier only felt
a single punch. Regardless of size or cultivation level, they were all pulverized by the Immortal Emperor's fist, forming a red path of demon
blood .

(Seeing that the Only Immortal Emperor could borrow the residual force of the Dao and combine it with other techniques, although he made two attacks using the Great
Dao , the physical damage was much less severe, perhaps only one and a half times.)

Although things went beyond expectations, witnessing such advanced application techniques of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth
would undoubtedly be of decisive help to the Demon Emperor's future cultivation.

"Retreat first." The Demon Emperor looked solemnly at the Only Immortal Emperor. "Truly a good lesson; there will surely be
a great reward in the future."

At the Immortal Palace, the Only Immortal Emperor's residence. The battle just now seemed like a great victory, but only a few high-ranking members knew that this victory was merely a pyrrhic one, and that the participants included the Only Immortal Emperor and Empress Weiyue, two beings far surpassing the strength of
Immortal Venerables. 　　"As it stands, the Celestial Army can only hold its ground, since apart from myself and Senior Nahu, there are no more Celestial Venerables left." The woman standing beside the Only Celestial Emperor sighed before continuing, "Only seven Profound Immortals remain. Fortunately, after a series of fierce battles, they have all gained some insights. If they have three to five hundred years, becoming Celestial Venerables shouldn't be a problem." 　　"Time..." The Only Celestial Emperor, who was incomparably majestic in the outside world, also put aside his usual : "After the battle just now, I can be sure that the Demon Emperor is determined to stall, constantly setting traps to make me use the power of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth." 　　The woman's name was Yu Su, and she looked to be about thirty years old. She had a gentle personality and always wore plain clothes. In the Celestial Realm was known as the Jade Su Immortal Queen. However, due to her past childbirth, her vital energy was damaged, and she was still only at the mid-stage of Celestial Venerable and unable to break through. She could not suppress the Demon Venerables, who were top-tier combat forces, like her husband and daughter. 　　A silent atmosphere pervaded the air. The supreme Immortal Emperor, possessing unparalleled cultivation, attempted to use the art of divination to find a way to reverse the situation . Unfortunately, the two realms intersected, and the secrets of heaven influenced each other, making all predictions about the future shrouded in mist. 　　"Father, next time, why don't we join forces and see if we can kill the Demon Emperor?" Empress Weiyue, whose personality was similar to her father's, possessed a strong and unyielding will. 　　After a soft sigh, the supreme Immortal Emperor finally spoke, "Yue'er, you have ultimately not reached the point of merging your own Dao with the Great Dao , so you do not understand the meaning of 'solely', nor do you know what 'invincible' power is." 　　"Eh?" As an Immortal Emperor, he would not be surprised by trivial matters. This was because he was still calculating while answering , but when he looked at his daughter, a glimpse of the future, heavily shrouded in mist, was revealed, thanks to Empress Weiyue's destiny. A newly formed thread of destiny traversed billions of years, reaching the extremely distant future. The vastness of the time span even surprised him, an Immortal Emperor. 　　"Your Majesty." Yu Su, who had been by the side of the One True Immortal Emperor day and night, was the first to notice the abnormality. She knew that the One True Immortal Emperor was trying to use the Yi Calculation to see the future, but the speed and amount of his immortal power consumption were extremely rare. In the end, he still tried to awaken her. 　　When the One True Immortal Emperor turned to look at his beloved wife, the heavenly secrets that had just been opened a little more were glimpsed . The fate of Yu Su and Wei Yue was intertwined, and they did not separate even at the limit of his calculations. "Could this be the so-called 'one that has vanished'?" 　　The One True Immortal Emperor, who had fully awakened, tried to use everyone around him as subjects for the Yi Calculation, but apart from Immortal Venerable Na Hu, he could not see the situation of others. This connection of realms was both a danger and an opportunity for Immortal Venerable Na Hu. Perhaps it would allow him to find a path to further advancement. 　　Since he began seeking the Dao, the One True Immortal Emperor had never cared about the results obtained from the Yi Calculation. It was not that the will of heaven was unpredictable , or that the future could be changed, but simply that he was not interested in prediction, because what he was good at was the Dao of Space. Although the future remains shrouded in mist, he can already discern some clues about its course. 　　He, as the Celestial Emperor, will perish in this battle, and his wife and daughters will be sealed away until the distant future , until their destined time arrives. As for the Celestial Realm, it will continue to exist.

The one who will likely become the next Immortal Emperor is the Venerable Nahu.

Each Immortal Emperor represents an era, because they align their Dao with Heaven and Earth, making
the entire Immortal Realm guided by their Dao. If an Immortal Emperor naturally exhausts their lifespan,
the Dao they represent slowly but gradually fades into silence, allowing the Daos of Heaven and Earth to return to balance until a new immortal can merge with the Great
Dao and become the next Immortal Emperor.

However, if they die unexpectedly, the Great Dao suddenly loses a pillar, causing the collapse of the heavens and
the obscurity of all Daos, hence the term 'Heavenly Collapse'. After a Heavenly Collapse, cultivation becomes extremely difficult, and it takes a very long time to
recover . During this period, even those with exceptional talent often find themselves unable to make any progress, even after years of cultivation.

"Yu Su, you and Yue'er can come find me again later," the Only Immortal Emperor
finally . However, the immortals present could see that he had suffered great losses. To
calculate the future under the circumstances of two opposing Heavenly Daos and the complete obscuring of Heavenly Secrets was something even an Immortal Emperor couldn't guarantee. Perhaps
only someone who had achieved Immortal Emperor status through the Dao of Time could do so. "Everyone else, please leave first. Elder Immortal Venerable Nahu, please stay for now."

"Your Majesty, what did you see?" Only after he and the Only Immortal Emperor were left in the hall did Elder Immortal Venerable Nahu
raise his question.

"Nahu, recalling the past, I also asked you questions." Perhaps he had gained some insight into the future.
Although he couldn't know the details, at least he saw that the Immortal Realm could continue, which made him let go of many attachments.

"Your Majesty! Why do you speak like this?" Elder Immortal Venerable Nahu's title of the oldest was not false. When the Only Immortal Emperor
was still diligently cultivating at the Human Immortal and Earth Immortal realms, he had already become an Immortal Venerable and had once guided the Only
Immortal Emperor in his youth.

"I entrust the Immortal Realm to you." The Unique Immortal Emperor had already understood what he had to do.
His next task was simply to arrange his affairs after his death.
As an Immortal Emperor, he had not wasted his years; his rich experience allowed him to understand the Unique Immortal Emperor's plans upon hearing this
, and he also knew why he had been chosen. After the collapse of the heavens, the Great Dao was obscured. Even for the current Xuanxian
, even those who had gained some understanding, advancing to the level of Immortal Venerable was extremely difficult, let alone becoming an Immortal Emperor
.

"Rest assured, I will not give the Demon Realm a chance." The Unique Immortal Emperor's gaze was no longer on the present, nor on
this place. Having merged with the Great Dao of the Immortal Realm, he was using his omnipresent Dao to probe the location of all the demon armies. Once
everything was ready, he would launch a fatal attack, ultimately causing the Demon King to perish in the Immortal Realm.

Time flows relentlessly, and the relentless passage of years can change countless things that were once unbreakable. For example, what was originally just
the Immortal Realm, through the hands of the Three Realms Immortal Emperors, gave rise to hundreds of lower-level spirit realms, as well as
the mortal realms that served as foundations and subordinates to these spirit realms, all connected by the same Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

Billions of cultivators across the world seek the Dao, their goals nothing more than immortality, bringing glory to their lineage, and avenging their grievances. But Wang Jingyang,
residing in a certain mortal realm, felt different from others. Originally an ordinary office worker on Earth,
he inexplicably won the lottery of transmigration, and his cultivation goals differed in his two lifetimes.

In his first life, he attended a third-rate university and struggled to survive in a company, but like Yue Fei, whose life was marked by
the four characters "Serve the Country with Utmost Loyalty," his past life was a testament to his dedication. In his previous life, however, his chest and back were as if etched with the words "Utter Poverty,"
and no matter how hard he tried, he could not escape the hardships of life.

Currently, he is a disciple of the Sunrise Sect, but unlike other combat or research-oriented disciples, he is much more mature and composed
than , and is specifically in charge of the Scripture Pavilion.

"The entire Scripture Pavilion doesn't even have a single book of the 18+ genre, or even any miscellaneous books
. Will cultivating to the end lead to impotence?" While returning the books, seeing that no one was around, Wang Jingyang couldn't help but
mutter to himself.

It's not that the [entire text] is completely devoid of records related to sex; dual cultivation techniques are a major category. However, the Sunrise Sect
originated from a major sect in the Eastern Lands, a branch of a prestigious sect, and such shortcut-like techniques as dual cultivation are not
numerous, and the quality of those collected is not high.

Reborn at only eleven years old, Wang Jingyang has the soul of an adult man beneath his youthful appearance. In his previous life, he
was forced into transmigration before he could have a girlfriend and lose his virginity, which gave him an infinite interest in women. Unfortunately, the separation between
men and women is very strict, and he can't even relieve his inner turmoil by reading bad novels.

The first hurdle in cultivation is not some kind of technique, nor is it about cultivating qi or body. The prerequisite is literacy
; otherwise, one cannot even understand the techniques, let alone begin cultivation. Therefore,
the disciples , a large group of teenagers and young people from rural areas, spend the first three years studying diligently
. Then, within two years, they must enter the Qi Refining stage to become formal disciples.

Because of his previous life's university education, although he was a science student, his foundation was quite good. He could
grasp the written word faster than others, and his comprehension was instantaneous. He passed the literacy test after a little over a year and
entered the practice stage in less than two years. Due to his young age, he was assigned to the Scripture Pavilion.

"Men are yang, women are yin, nurture yang with yin, follow yang with yin,..." After completing his work,
Wang Jingyang sat resting in the pavilion, reciting words like a mantra. Not long after, he let out a big yawn.
As always, expecting an erotic story from a dual cultivation technique only led to boredom and a desire to fall asleep—which was
perfectly understandable .

Putting down the notebook containing the 'Yin-Yang Harmony Technique,' Wang Jingyang, sitting on the ground, sighed deeply,
expressing his pent-up frustration.

Before he could wallow in self-pity for long, a jade-like hand suddenly slapped him hard on the head from behind. Standing
prominently behind him was a pretty young woman, but from her slightly trembling eyebrows and cold, indifferent
gaze, anyone could tell she was furious.

"Senior Sister Lin!" Upon recognizing the person, Wang Jingyang bowed, his head in his hands.

In Yaoyang Palace, those who imparted cultivation techniques to newly initiated disciples were the most skilled and knowledgeable among their peers; they
were called Senior Brothers or Senior Sisters. Therefore, to the disciples, they were like half-masters, holding a
revered .

In Wang Jingyang's lineage, the Scripture Pavilion, Lin Meiqing was their Senior Sister; as the granddaughter of the former Pavilion Master...
Having read extensively since childhood and undergone numerous trials, she had become the eldest disciple of the group at the tender age of sixteen.

"Do you know what you're reading?" Lin Meiqing's tone was extremely stern, her beautiful eyes
fixed on the name of the cultivation technique.

"The Yin-Yang Harmony Technique, a type of dual cultivation technique." Having lived two lives, Wang Jingyang naturally knew he had to
utilize his youth and feign a diligent study. "But I still don't understand.
Didn't it say that spiritual roots are divided into Yin and Yang, and everyone possesses them? But why does it say that men are Yang and women are Yin?
And what does dual cultivation mean? Does it mean two people hold hands and cultivate together?"

Seeing her junior brother's ignorant expression and his frank expression of doubt under her questioning, Lin Meiqing couldn't bring
herself to be angry with him. He clearly didn't understand dual cultivation at all, treating it as just another ordinary technique.

Her lips opened and closed several times, finally settling into a soft sigh. Feeling guilty for not fulfilling her responsibilities as the senior disciple, Lin Meiqing
said, "If you have any questions in the future, just ask me. You don't need to wait until the transmission day." After saying this, Lin Meiqing
drifted away, taking with her the Yin-Yang Harmony Manual that had been lying on the ground.

The Scripture Pavilion wasn't like the Battle Hall, Medicine Hall, Weaponry Hall, or Talisman Academy, each with its own specialized departments, making it the preferred choice for most people
; nor was it like the Foreign Affairs Department, the Internal Affairs Department, or the Law Enforcement Hall, which wielded significant internal and external power. In most people's eyes, the Scripture
Pavilion was only for a group of people who were neither high-achieving nor low-achieving, and who had the potential to be bookworms, so its membership had always been
small. Even with a small number of

members, the Scripture Pavilion still followed tradition, having the senior disciples only give lectures and answer questions for their fellow disciples on the transmission day
; only those with close relationships could receive some extra guidance privately
.

Now, Lin Meiqing's words meant that Wang Jingyang could ask her questions at any time, a meaning
that was profound.

Watching the beautiful figure disappear into the distance, Wang Jingyang took a while to recover from his euphoria. The events had
completely exceeded his expectations. He had only intended to read some erotic stories, but he had unexpectedly gained
benefits unimaginable to others—truly indescribable good fortune.

"Never mind, I'll go back to my room first." Knowing he no longer needed to return the books, Wang Jingyang dusted himself off
and turned to leave.

The room was simply decorated, containing only a bed, a round table, two chairs, and a bedside cabinet
for storing miscellaneous items. This was the room assigned to all the newly initiated disciples, with basically the same layout.

For Wang Jingyang, who came from a technological age, the most unfamiliar thing after transmigrating was using the restroom, but this
automatically disappeared after entering the sect. The toilet, similar in design to those in the technological world, and the water supply system that used the energy
of heaven and earth for flushing, always made him marvel at how people, no matter where they were, would still
create similar things.

After settling comfortably on the toilet, Wang Jingyang clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and appeared completely focused
on relieving his physical needs.

The next instant, he found himself in a vast space, the surrounding energy nearly twice as dense. Directly in front of him
stood a magnificent palace, its main entrance marked with inscriptions in a script he couldn't understand. Inside the
hall lay two stunningly beautiful women, their features vaguely similar, suggesting they were likely mother and daughter.

The woman on the left, around thirty years old, was at the peak of her beauty, her full breasts seemingly about to burst
forth , always captivating Wang Jingyang. Even through her clothing
, her buttocks, beneath her slender waist, exuded a sensual and elastic quality.

Lying quietly on the right was a girl of eighteen or nineteen, just transitioning from naivety to maturity,
brimming with youthful vitality. Her breasts, concealed by her clothing, rose and fell slightly, her breathing extremely slow
, like a sleeping princess in a fairy tale, awaiting a prince's kiss to awaken her.

What was most peculiar about them was their aura. Even though they had been asleep for an unknown period of time, and even with the
transparent shield separating them, Wang Jingyang still sensed an aura of superiority, nobility, and inviolability.

Perhaps the natives of this cultivation world would accept this naturally, but for Wang Jingyang, it only had the opposite
effect, arousing his interest in humiliating these powerful women and noble ladies. Whenever he looked at these two overly beautiful faces
, he felt his blood rush to his lower body, only to be prevented from becoming a reality due to his youth.

It all began two months ago, in the dead of night, in the mountains where the newly recruited outer disciples and the initiating disciples lived
, a dazzling light suddenly appeared. That night, countless powerful figures from the Sun Palace went out, supposedly to discover
the inheritance site of an ancient sect that had long since disappeared, and it was rumored that they had also obtained many long-lost pill formulas, treasures, and cultivation
techniques.

As the junior disciple of the Scripture Pavilion, Wang Jingyang was naturally not qualified to participate in this matter. However, a ring that had initially
spewed out happened to fall into the living quarters of the initiating disciples. Wang Jingyang
was on his way back to his room, having just finished organizing the tasks assigned to him.

The moment he picked up the ring, it immediately slipped onto his index finger, simultaneously transforming into his skin, making it
undetectable .

Although he had only just entered the path of cultivation, Wang Jingyang could tell from his first visit that everything before him was
the work of a powerful being. The expert who created this place must have encompassed the entire area within a hundred miles of the palace and then miniaturized it,
placing it within the ring. It possessed a much wider space than any other magical treasure he had ever heard of, a truly astonishing technique.

With only the strength of the Qi Refining stage, he naturally could not refine such a heaven-defying treasure. However, after more than two months of
continuous entry and exit, he came to a conclusion that left even him speechless: the content of the天地元气 (heaven and earth energy) within the ring's space
was decreasing.

When he first entered, the concentration of vital energy in the air was more than twice that of the outside. Now, only two months later, it has
dropped to less than twice that of the outside. It seems that in at most half a year, it will be the same as the outside.

Just as Wang Jingyang was preparing to make the most of his remaining time for cultivation, a soft sound, like shattering glass ,
drifted over.

The mature woman, who had been motionless except for breathing, was now
lying on the bed with her delicate hands, waking up like a normal person and preparing to get up.

Wang Jingyang was completely stunned. Similarly, the mature woman, upon seeing Wang Jingyang, was also stunned for a moment. Then,
she got off the bed, walked around Wang Jingyang, and then, with a smile, hugged him tightly.

Throughout the process, Wang Jingyang dared not move a muscle, for he could tell that whoever created the ring was an incredibly
powerful individual. These two women, placed among them, were likely, perhaps even at a similar level of
strength—meaning they could easily eliminate him with a mere thought.

However, after being kissed and hugged by the mature beauty for some time, observing her innocent smile and affectionate behavior
, Wang Jingyang recalled the chick theory, which states that newly hatched chicks consider the first of
their kind kin.

Having only recently entered the Qi Refining stage, Wang Jingyang, still in the early stages, had extremely limited techniques at his disposal. Only techniques like the
Divine Shaking Technique, whose effects depend entirely on strength, could be used. Therefore, he silently accumulated his meager spiritual energy, releasing it when
the other woman looked at him again.

Surprisingly, without any hindrance, the Divine Shaking Technique easily entered her sea of consciousness. In the cultivation realm,
the initial stage involves Qi Refining, followed by Body Tempering, and finally, the opening of the Sea of Consciousness. Passing these three stages leads to Foundation Establishment. A mature woman possessing
a Sea of Consciousness signifies that she has surpassed Wang Jingyang by at least two major realms.

The mental energy threads of the Shaking God Technique, for a boy who hasn't yet opened his Sea of Consciousness, can only transmit limited
information at close range. Right now, Wang Jingyang's mental energy threads feel as if he's entered an extremely vast world. He vaguely senses that the woman's
Sea of Consciousness is vast and boundless. He [entire text] cannot comprehend how much divine consciousness would be needed to fill such a vast Sea of Consciousness
. It far exceeds anything described in the scriptures he has encountered.

However, the most peculiar thing is that the woman's Sea of Consciousness is almost empty, containing only a tiny trace of divine consciousness
. Only now does Wang Jingyang realize how lucky he is. If the woman hadn't exhausted her divine consciousness, even if
it was only one in a billion, the result of the Shaking God Technique hitting her would have been like throwing an egg at the exterior wall of a skyscraper—it
would have shattered.

In reality, the woman's cherry lips parted slightly, her gentle and kind voice extremely pleasant to hear, but Wang Jingyang [the entire text] couldn't
understand . Seeing that Wang Jingyang didn't move, the woman, like a child, put her finger to her lips
, tilted her head and thought for a moment, then smiled and quickly tapped Wang Jingyang's forehead.

Suddenly, a new language appeared in Wang Jingyang's mind, including not only pronunciation but also the
structure . Obviously, the woman had used a technique he couldn't understand to instill her language into
Wang Jingyang.

"Hug." This was what the woman had just said, [the entire text] entirely like a child's reaction.

After understanding the meaning, Wang Jingyang naturally reached out and hugged her, while also fully enjoying
the beauty of the woman's mature body, and secretly feeling helpless for his young body.

"Who are you? Do you know who I am?" Wang Jingyang spoke while maintaining the connection with the psychic threads.
Although the language was newly learned, the direct instillation was no less effective than learning it with effort, and there were no obstacles in using it [the entire text].

"I don't know." The woman, already an adult, hugged the boy, who was a head shorter than her, their cheeks
rubbing against each other.

At this moment, Wang Jingyang instinctively thought of amnesia. Perhaps these two women had been sealed and asleep
for too long, and eventually even their memories had disappeared over the long years, leaving only instinctive cultivation techniques and spells
.

But this was not good news for Wang Jingyang. The strands of mental energy still remaining in the woman's sea of consciousness had long been lost
in the vast ocean of consciousness. In the end, he could only grit his teeth and make a decision: to rush downwards, towards the source of divine consciousness
.

If the sensations captured by mental energy or divine consciousness were considered eyesight, then Wang Jingyang only possessed a
tiny point capable of sensing light, a very long road before becoming eyes. It was precisely because his senses were still so
weak that he was so shocked when he learned the source of the woman's divine consciousness.

If this strand of mental energy was human, then the source of the mature woman's divine consciousness was the Pacific Ocean—the problem being the nearly
dried-up Pacific Ocean.

Originally, after realizing he was lost in the other person's sea of consciousness, Wang Jingyang was prepared to abandon this strand of mental energy. However,
before losing it, he wanted to take a gamble and see if he could allow his own strand of mental energy to enter it. Even if it would eventually
decompose, this way he could corrupt the mature woman's consciousness, making her inexplicably under his control.

Under the pressure of the source of her sea of consciousness, the strand of mental energy vibrated continuously, eventually exploding silently into
fragments devoid of mental energy.

If it were a normal cultivator, with a constant flow of divine consciousness surging from the source of their sea of consciousness, they would naturally be immune to being corrupted and
controlled , because the inexhaustible flow of divine consciousness would eliminate all foreign influences. But the mature woman's situation was completely different
. Her empty sea of consciousness was directly affected by the fragments of mental energy. Although it seemed insignificant due to the immense size of her sea of consciousness
, as time passed, the corrupted divine consciousness would change the mature woman, making her absolutely obedient to Wang Jingyang
's words.

Part Two:

The strength of the first level of Qi Refining might be seen by mortals as an important symbol of stepping onto the path of immortality, but in
the entire cultivation world, it is absolutely the lowest of the low. Countless people from various sects can easily crush it, because
the first level of Qi Refining only represents successfully entering the path.

"My own strength is weak. The so-called 'five weaklings' is me now..." Abandoning the carefully
condensed strands of mental energy, he didn't feel the excruciating pain of losing his divine consciousness as in legends
. When the strands of mental energy finally exploded, it wasn't more serious than pulling out a hair.

"What's wrong?" Looking at the boy she considered her closest relative with a puzzled expression, the mature woman directly asked her about his
inner doubts.

"Nothing, just feeling sad about my own incompetence." Pressing his forehead,
Wang Jingyang sighed, realizing that he was currently a weakling with a combat strength of only five, and also sat down
on the bed where the mature woman had been lying.

As he lowered his right hand, the touch of something like paper interrupted his self-pity. After taking it out, he realized it was
a letter.

The mature woman, who had been sitting quietly beside her,
burst . "Why...why do I want to cry...To Yusu...Yusu is...
is...who?" Overwhelmed with emotion, the woman, who had just awakened from a deep sleep, uttered a long, slurred sentence. Though
stammering , it was clear that her verbal memories were rapidly resurfacing under the stimulation.

The eleven-year-old boy reached out and touched her head; the comfort offered by her closest loved one filled the mature woman with a sense of emptiness.
Xu's heart felt warmed.

"Leave the letter with me for now, I'll tell you the contents after I read the whole thing." Wang Jingyang had naturally seen
the words on the envelope, and he guessed that Yu Su was the woman's name. Perhaps the letter was left by the powerful being who created the ring
, or perhaps the ring itself was specially crafted to seal the two of them.

She didn't answer, but the mature woman nodded while wiping away her tears. Although her source of consciousness had been corrupted by the other person
, Wang Jingyang's meager mental power, even if ground into powder, wouldn't be enough to cover the source of her consciousness. However, the other person was the first person
she saw after waking up, and the only one in her blank memories, so naturally she wouldn't object.

"It's about time, I need to leave for a while." After embracing her, Wang Jingyang
whispered , "When I'm not around, just stay here, okay?"

Upon hearing this, the mature woman showed a lonely expression, her red lips opening and closing several times before finally uttering a short
reply. "Please...please come see me more often."

The two held hands, and if it weren't for the difference in height and age, they would definitely be mistaken for an extremely
intimate Daoist couple. Now, they resembled a young mother with her young son, the mother reluctant to part, almost crying
. Although neither knew the other's name, fortunately, Wang Jingyang had
told .

Looking back at the palace and the stone slab at the main gate, Wang Jingyang, having received the relevant linguistic inheritance,
understood the palace's name—the Palace of Supreme Immortals—though he still couldn't determine its origin. The stone slab
also bore the inscription 'Creation Stone,' its purpose unclear, but it was certainly not decorative.

After leaving the ring and returning to his hut, Wang Jingyang quickly cleaned up and left,
preparing to read the letters he had brought out.

Back in his room, sitting in a chair, Wang Jingyang sighed softly. Having almost read the entire letter, he
now understood who the two women in the ring's space were. They were the wife and daughter of a cultivator known as 'The Only One
,' but due to the overwhelming odds of facing a powerful enemy, he sealed them away.

"The Only One… I feel like I've seen that title somewhere before…" Just as the boy's mind was still racing, he saw the letter
's final words: 'The affairs of the Immortal Realm will be handled by Immortal Venerable Nahu; there's no need to worry.' He
stood up as if struck by lightning.

"Billions of Great Daos, I am the Only One!" the boy muttered to himself. "No way… he's
that powerful? The last Immortal Emperor of the Primordial Beginning, 'The Only Immortal Emperor,' was also the first human Immortal Emperor. Some even say he
's the strongest Immortal Emperor since the beginning of time."

In this cultivation world, the Only Immortal Emperor's historical status is similar to that of Qin Shi
Huang before Wang Jingyang won the transmigration prize, but the image of the Only Immortal Emperor passed down through generations is much more positive.

"Immortal Venerable Nahu... surely he is the first Immortal Emperor Nahu from the Primordial Era?" When Wang Jingyang first entered the cultivation world
, he spent considerable effort studying history, not only to strengthen his understanding of the new language but also to
integrate himself into this world.

If the Only Immortal Emperor marked the beginning of humanity's prosperity, then Immortal Emperor Nahu was the greatest driving force behind it
, a historical figure in the cultivation world alongside the Only Immortal Emperor.

Understanding what information he needed, Wang Jingyang put the letter away. Although he had considered destroying it, the letter and ink, remnants of
the Primordial Era, were of extremely high quality by today's standards. He
planned to keep it and try to decompose and refine it once his weapon-refining skills had improved.

As a disciple of the Scripture Pavilion, searching the books within was far easier. Moreover, he was only looking for
history-related materials, unlike technical books on cultivation, weapon refining, and alchemy, which required searching according to level.

From the beginning of time to the present, from the chaotic era devoid of life, to
the primordial Dao, the human race dominated for several subsequent eras. In the Primordial, Ancient, and Ancient eras, humanity almost single
-handedly reigned supreme.

Until the end of the Ancient era, a cultivator of unparalleled talent finally merged with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. He was the last Immortal Emperor in
the world , because with his supreme cultivation, he created hundreds of spirit realms and mortal realms. The
Dao he left behind continues to operate to this day, hence he is known as the Immortal Emperor of the Three Realms.

Much information about the primordial era has been lost, especially since humanity was a weak race in that time,
until the sole Immortal Emperor reached his peak, at which point the situation improved. Therefore
, the scriptures collected by the Scripture Pavilion, a mere mid-level sect in the mortal realm, only briefly mention related matters, without providing detailed information.

Night fell again. After completing his evening lessons, Wang Jingyang went to bed early, but after settling down, he
once again entered his ring space. Having passed through the palace's main gate three times in one day, Wang Jingyang's feelings were completely
different , from ignorance to curiosity, and now to amazement. His inner transformation was evident throughout.

"You've come!" The mature woman—Empress Wang Suxian—immediately approached the boy upon seeing him
.

He embraced the wife of this historical figure, enjoying her full, beautiful breasts. After learning the two women's
true identities, inexplicable and strange thoughts began to surface like groundhogs. "
I know your name, your origins, and your past."

Holding Empress Yu Suxian, Wang Jingyang strolled with her to the palace's back garden. After sitting together in the central
pavilion , the boy spoke again. "Yu Su is your name."

"So it was me…no wonder…no wonder my heart ached after seeing that letter." He had been awake
for half a day. Although he had no memories of the past, the remaining consciousness within him was beginning to return
, and he no longer acted like a child when he first awoke.

"The Sole Immortal Emperor. Do you remember that title?"

The woman, who had been nestled in the boy's arms, froze upon hearing the name "Sole Immortal Emperor."
Wang Jingyang didn't need to ask any further; her actions alone clearly conveyed the meaning.

"I have no memory of anything, but why does my heart ache so much? Can you tell me why?"
Tears streamed down her face again as she sobbed, pleading for help from her loved ones. Wang Jingyang also keenly
noticed that her speech was much smoother and more coherent than before.

Responding with a tighter embrace, Wang Jingyang allowed her to calm down slightly before speaking again.
" I've looked up a lot of information related to the One and Only Immortal Emperor. Shall I tell you first, to see if it helps you
remember anything? If you still can't remember, then I'll tell you directly."

Nodding, Empress Yu Su agreed, letting him put his arm around her waist.

"The end of the Primordial Era, we now call that era the Primordial Era." Wang Jingyang whispered in Yu Su's ear,
recounting the deeds of the One and Only Immortal Emperor: "Because of the vast difference in time, there aren't many records left from the Primordial Era
. The most abundant information is about the last One and Only Immortal Emperor."

"So much time...how long has it been?" Empress Yu Su asked, bewildered.

A wry smile appeared on his face, and Wang Jingyang couldn't give a correct answer: "I only know it's been over a hundred million years. The
Primordial Era is the beginning of reliable history, the first era with definite records, and an
era where all things in heaven and earth could be questioned. "

"At the end of the Primordial Era, immortals and demons clashed. The Sole Immortal Emperor turned the tide and annihilated the demon army." Wang Jingyang paused
before continuing, "The Sole Immortal Emperor is known as the strongest Immortal Emperor in history, which is also related to this war between immortals and demons."

"Every cultivator can leave behind their strongest emotions and the vast majority of their strength in the world. But
it is said that even an Immortal Emperor can only leave behind one. When it is related to attachment, it is called obsession; when it is related to battle, it is called
fighting spirit... and so on.

"Although the reason is unknown, in that war between immortals and demons, the Immortal Realm only had the Sole Immortal Emperor to fight against them. Even the Nahu Immortal Emperor, who
later became an Immortal Emperor but was still at the Immortal Venerable level at the time, only appeared at the very end of the war." "At this point,
Wang Jingyang sighed before continuing. "The might of the Immortal Emperor is boundless. After annihilating most of the demon army, the Demon Emperor of that time
finally clashed with him, and the only Immortal Emperor fought in this battle!"
Yu Su Xianhou didn't utter a sound, but Wang Jingyang, who was holding her, clearly knew that her delicate body was
trembling, and her continuous deep breathing showed that she was extremely excited.

"Just as the Demon Emperor was about to collect the Emperor's corpse, the Immortal Venerable Nahu Immortal Emperor summoned
a wisp of the will left behind by the Unique Immortal Emperor. This incomparably powerful will merged with the Emperor's corpse, unleashing strength approaching the peak of an Immortal Emperor
. After severely injuring the Demon Emperor amidst the collapse of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, this unparalleled will disappeared."

"The Demon Realm... has already retreated?"

Shaking his head, Wang Jingyang smiled bitterly, "What happened next is what made all cultivators regard
the Unique Immortal Emperor as the strongest Immortal Emperor. This was because the Nahu Immortal Venerable summoned again, drawing out
a wisp of the Unique Immortal Emperor's battle intent, which entered the already badly damaged Emperor's corpse.

"The battle intent merged with the Emperor's corpse, unleashing the most peak power of an Immortal Emperor. The situation was as if the Unique Immortal Emperor had been resurrected
. Some historical records even say that the collapse of the heavens temporarily stopped when the battle intent reappeared. The final result was that the Demon Emperor was destroyed
and the remaining demon army was annihilated."

"However, the matter did not end there. At the end of the war between immortals and demons, the elusive image left behind by the sole Immortal Emperor appeared
. This elusive image forcibly sealed the passage between the two realms with supreme power, ending the war between immortals and demons, and also representing the
[complete text] of the Primordial Era."

He remained silent, but Wang Jingyang could imagine the turmoil in the woman's heart. Even though he had no
relevant memories, his mind naturally reacted to what she had just said.

"Who is he?" After calming down for a while, Yu Su finally asked again, indicating that she
could not recall her original identity.

Her mature, beautiful face, streaked with tears, made the boy unable to resist kissing her cherry lips. Even though he had never
kissed a woman in his past or present life, Wang Jingyang quickly grasped this instinct derived from his biological nature.

"You just need to remember, what happened in the past doesn't matter, the most important thing is the present." Wang Jingyang waited
for a response before speaking, "You were originally the only Immortal Emperor's chamber pot, but over the years, you were gradually
influenced by immortal energy and eventually transformed into human form."

This was, of course, nonsense. It all stemmed from the fact that before his transmigration, Wang Jingyang had read an
adult story that had been abandoned by a eunuch. In it, the male protagonist implanted a false personality of a 'chamber pot spirit' into the female protagonist's brain. Just as
he was eagerly awaiting the development of the story, the author
shamelessly and wrote a new one.

Fortunately, heaven was kind to him. Although Wang Jingyang couldn't see
the ending , he now had a chance to write a new story himself. Moreover, the Jade Empress's
noble status made her an even better candidate!
The thought was exciting enough.

"Chamber pot?" Jade Empress exclaimed in surprise, "I... I was originally a chamber pot spirit..."
As she spoke, she kept examining her body.

"There's nothing strange about it. In the primordial era—that's what we call that era now—it was the time when the Great Dao of the Heavens
was most evident. There was once a giant rock that, because it served as the resting place of the True Dragon Clan for a long time, later became
sentient and eventually became an Immortal Emperor, known as the Crouching Dragon Immortal Emperor. There was also an immortal herb that, because the True Phoenix Clan
incubated their offspring on it for a long time, eventually became the Phoenix Chick Immortal Emperor."

Although Yu Su had lost her memory, she still understood the comforting meaning in his words, and the boy didn't
let go of her , showing that he didn't show any disgust because she was a chamber pot that had become sentient.

At this moment, Wang Jingyang, who appeared as a boy, reached out and lifted Yu Su's smooth chin, kissing her red lips under her surprised gaze
. Once, twice, three times, the continuous light kisses stirred
the emotions in Yu Su's heart.

"I told you, don't dwell on the past," the boy, having successfully made her blush, continued
. "If you really can't let go of the fact that you were once a chamber pot, then from now on, you'll be my personal
chamber pot ."

Having lost her memory due to a long period of sealed slumber, Yu Su still knew what a chamber pot was
and what its purpose was. When she heard that she was originally a chamber pot, she found it hard to believe. However, she
couldn't find any reason why the boy she considered her closest relative would deceive her, so no matter how illogical it seemed, she
chose to believe him.

Due to different social customs, Yu Su had never experienced kissing before, and the touch of their lips made her incredibly
shy . But Wang Jingyang's last words gave her a channel to vent her chaotic emotions, and she ultimately blushed...
Yu Su nodded.

"You are no longer the Yu Su of the past; you can be said to have been reborn into this life." Wang Jingyang
stated the reason he had prepared before entering: "To differentiate yourself from the past, I hope you can have a new name."

"It's up to you to decide," Yu Su replied softly, her heart filled with happiness and hoping for a
closer relationship.

"Night Pot Yu Su, that doesn't sound very nice." After a pause, pretending to think,
Wang Jingyang spoke again after a while: "How about taking Night as your surname, and your full name will be Night Yu Su, what do you think?"

"Night Yu Su... Night Yu Su..." Yu Su murmured her new name. The intelligent Fairy Queen Yu Su naturally
knew the meaning of the name, but having already accepted the fact that she was a night pot, she didn't have much of an aversion to it. Moreover,
the new name was not bad, so she naturally accepted it in the end. "Ye Yusu vows to serve Lord Jingyang as my master, to be his
slave for all eternity, never to abandon him no matter how circumstances change."

This sudden vow startled Wang Jingyang, especially since he immediately
sensed . Having lived in the cultivation world for eleven years, he was well aware of the effects and conditions of vows.
One of these conditions was that the swearer must use their true name, signifying that the Jade Queen had relinquished her original
human name and her identity as a Celestial Queen, willing to begin a new life under the name Ye Yusu.

Master-slave vows are mostly forcibly established by the master through absolute power, or by forcing the other
to give up because Ye Yusu maintained her Immortal Venerable realm, compared to Wang Jingyang's early Qi Refining stage,
there was no comparison. Therefore, Ye Yusu's vow to become Wang Jingyang's servant was something Wang Jingyang
simply could not resist.

However, this master-slave relationship was established by Ye Yusu herself, and thus would strengthen as her strength increased
, meaning she could not break free of it on her own. Unless one day in the future Wang Jingyang can surpass the Immortal Venerable and
at least reach the Quasi-Emperor level like the Empress Weiyue back then, it won't be possible.

Is it a blessing or a curse? Wang Jingyang has no way of knowing, nor does he have any power to stop it. However, for
someone who seeks out erotic novels among the various cultivation methods in the cultivation world, there's no
reason not to accept a feast delivered to his door. More importantly, after hearing Ye Yusu's stern and earnest words, his lower body, which hadn't yet entered
puberty, actually began to react.

The filthy soul from Earth's dye vat society finally awakened the true
desires . The goal that had been vague and undecided in the past was finally confirmed.

"Yusu, stand up." The change in his mindset also affected Wang Jingyang's attitude.

The master-slave relationship was inherently unequal, and coupled with Wang Jingyang's sudden rise in power, Ye Yusu [the entire story]
was completely helpless. She obediently and submissively stood up, her timid appearance further arousing the male's
desire to conquer.

"Now that I am your master, it is necessary for me to have a comprehensive understanding of you." Wang Jingyang said in a superior
tone , "Take off your clothes immediately so that I can examine you properly."

"This...this..." Completely unprepared, Ye Yusu stammered, saying
words she herself did not understand.

Wang Jingyang reached out and lifted her chin again, staring at her with a calm yet firm gaze. "Understanding your
condition is something I must do, understand?" It was not only the influence of the oath, but also the pollution of her consciousness and her inner
attachment, all of which were reasons for Ye Yusu's obedience.

Blushing and bowing her head, Ye Yusu reached out and unbuttoned her clothes, taking off her elegant and luxurious attire. "Lord
Jingyang...is this...good enough?" She covered her chest and crotch with her hands, still wearing only a close-fitting
bodice.

"Turn around, face away from me."

Her fair back was completely exposed to Wang Jingyang's eyes, her body trembling with shame. On her completely naked
back, only thin ropes were tied around her neck and waist.

"Excuse me...is everything alright?" With lingering doubts, Ye Yusu softly inquired of her closest relative.

There was no answer. Wang Jingyang directly reached for the drawstring of her bodice and untied the knot.

"Huh?" Ye Yusu, surprised, received the next command. Shyly, she raised her hands and slowly
spread them apart; her legs also opened at Wang Jingyang's request, allowing the bodice used for concealment to fall away.

A boy's small hands reached out from behind, one grasping her breast, the other caressing her genitals. The still-developing Wang Jingyang
was enjoying the pleasure of a woman's body with his own hands. After calming his turbulent emotions, the boy whispered against Ye Yusu's
back, "Don't dwell on the forgotten past. For you, Ye Yusu, the present
is matters most."

"It's okay if your heart is blank. As long as I'm here, I can create new memories with you."
Wang Jingyang, caressing Ye Yusu's delicate body, whispered, "Relax, relax your mind and body. No matter when or where
, if only I exist in your heart, you will be filled with courage; contact with me will make you happy; listening to me
is the source of your joy. Therefore, obeying me is the most important thing in your life."

The strands of mental energy that had been condensed again after evening lessons entered Ye Yusu's vast and boundless sea of consciousness once more in the form of a mind-shaking technique
. Having already experienced this, Wang Jingyang directly controlled the strands of mental energy to rush towards the source of her divine consciousness, and finally
detonated them to enhance the contamination of her sea of consciousness.

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