Song Ciwan lifted her cup at the Jade Table and took a sip of Yongxing Tea.
The wondrous sensation this sip of Yongxing Tea brought indeed far exceeded her expectations.
The tea was less like tea and more like a river of stars.
It was like a splash from a starry river, the turning of the sun and moon, the vastness of the heavens and earth, the endless flow of a passing stream.
In a trance, for a single moment, Song Ciwan felt her entire Divine Soul become ethereally light. Her physical body remained seated on the floor across from the Grand Elder of the Spirit Star Race, her gaze meeting the white-haired woman's in the water. Her Divine Soul, too, was still within her body—
But her consciousness had clearly traversed an infinity of time.
No, it was more as if she had ascended above time itself.
In that infinite river of stars, as a single droplet splashed up, she saw a land where all of creation blossomed.
