Madam, please ascend.

Chapter 364 The Moon Has Red Beans
The celestial realm, the moon palace.

This is completely different from what Heaven had anticipated: the "Supreme Way of Forgetting Emotions" returning to the Heavenly Realm.

Song Xinci had no interest in the numerous Great Daos readily available here. Apart from casually refining a wisp of Great Dao that time, he never did anything similar again.

The golden phantom initially didn't care, thinking, "What's so interesting about a tattered storybook and a puppet? You'll get tired of seeing it thousands of times."

Moreover, in his view, Song Xinci's body is now dominated by divinity, but it has been overtaken by that insignificant humanity, which is why she has become like this.

When divinity awakens, everything will start anew.

As an observer of the Three Realms, the passage of time had long lost its meaning for him, but unexpectedly, he now felt "torture" because of Song Xinci.

He waited and waited, but Song Xinci remained the same, flipping through the storybook again and again, and staring blankly at the puppet.

She appeared emotionless, seemingly without any longing for the man named Yun Yi. This suggests that the Supreme Forgetfulness had still changed her, making her more aligned with the Way of Heaven.

The problem is that she not only has no feelings for Yun Yi, but also no idea about the calamity that is about to befall the Heavenly Realm.

She was not afraid of death, and therefore did not care at all about what she was supposed to do.

"What should we do?" The golden phantom was increasingly unable to understand the woman in front of it, and even began to doubt whether it had done something wrong.

In his most conflicted moment, he even considered bringing Yun Yi to the Heavenly Realm as well.

Of course, the thought was fleeting, and he would never make such an outrageous decision.

Just when the golden phantom was about to despair, Song Xinci suddenly made a move.

She actually took the initiative to leave the cold and desolate Moon Palace, which is truly a rare sight.

The golden phantom exclaimed, "You've finally decided to go out!"

Song Xinci replied, "The outside world is no different from the Moon Palace. What difference does it make whether I go out or stay in the Moon Palace?"

"..." The golden phantom didn't know what to say, so it simply remained silent, thinking that whatever you say, as long as you are willing to refine the Great Dao, that's fine.

Song Xinci had completely adapted to life in the celestial realm. She then lit up those star-like paths and began to pick and choose from them.

The golden phantom was greatly puzzled. Since all three thousand Great Daos would eventually be refined, did the order of refinement really matter?

So he asked, "What are you looking for?"

Song Xinci said, "I am looking for a main road suitable for planting trees."

The golden phantom couldn't understand, but to cooperate with Song Xinci, he still said, "'The Way of Herbs' might be feasible."

A star suddenly shone brightly, guiding Song Xinci to gather its light.

The moment her delicate hand touched the Great Dao, she immediately read its contents. This Great Dao existed tens of thousands of years ago, and was created by an Ascension Realm cultivator who loved "farming."

Disregarding the information that was not important, Song Xinci watched the road slowly disappear from her fingertips, and sure enough, she gained a lot more knowledge about "planting" in her memory.

Upon seeing this, the golden phantom asked excitedly, "What are you looking for next?"

"No need for now."

Song Xinci returned to the Moon Palace alone, leaving behind a golden phantom standing there, bewildered and unsure of what to do.

What exactly does she want to do?
Not long after, the fairy in the white moon dress walked out of the Moon Palace again, found a place that looked decent outside the palace, and threw the red beans in her hand into the clouds at her feet.

The golden phantom, unaware of what was going on, could only observe quietly.

Immediately afterwards, Song Xinci offered up the "Hundred Herbs Path" that she had just refined, and a stream of spiritual spring full of vitality flowed from her fingertips, gently watering the red bean.

Clearly, she intends to plant a tree here.

The golden phantom said helplessly, "You finally ascended to the Heavenly Realm, is it just to plant trees here?"

Song Xinci said calmly, "At least for now, I don't have anything else that interests me more."

"You..." The joy just now lasted only a short moment before the golden phantom returned to its numb state.

He never expected that Song Xinci, who had finally put down her storybook, would start planting a seemingly lifeless red bean.

I don't know how much time has passed.

She waters the red beans every day and then waits quietly.

At one point, she seemed to waver and asked, "Can't red beans be grown in the Heavenly Realm?"

The golden phantom replied, "I don't know; no one has ever done this before."

She thought Song Xinci would back down, but nothing changed after she asked.

Continue watering and waiting.

After an unknown amount of time, the red bean finally cracked open in a flash of inspiration.

A lush green seedling sprouted from it, its tender shoot breaking through the shell with a rustling sound that, amplified in the desolate heavens, faintly resembled the sound of the wind.

In just a few breaths, the red bean seedlings grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The tree trunk has veins like jade marrow, and the branches and leaves are full of vitality as they stretch out. Red beans are also growing on the tree, forming a string that looks like a red thread of fate.

The golden phantom remained silent, watching as the sapling grew to a height of ten feet in the blink of an eye, and then transformed into a lush red bean tree.

Song Xinci stood under the tree, her eyes reflecting the red beans on the branches.

Each red dot soaked into her eyes, as if tinged with some emotion.

She blinked gently, and Yun Yi's image inexplicably appeared in her mind, causing the corners of her mouth to involuntarily turn up slightly.

Before a smile could even grace his face, a sudden change occurred.

A sense of death suddenly spread from the tree roots, and the red beans either fell or remained on the branches, withering away.

The color in Song Xinci's eyes faded, and she returned to her indifferent expression.

She rolled up her sleeves, shaking off the fallen leaves. The crumpled branches under her feet seemed to utter a faint groan. A vibrant scene of life had been transformed into a mess, which truly displeased her.

The golden phantom said, "We are bound together in life and death, without exception."

His words sounded like both comforting and instructing.

Song Xinci remained unmoved, simply stroking the tree trunk gently with his hand, saying, "One withers, one flourishes; the cycle of life continues."

Under the influence of the "Hundred Herbs Path", the red bean tree quickly regained its vitality.

Song Xinci glanced at the golden phantom defiantly. She knew, of course, that the withering of the red bean tree was due to his tampering.

The golden phantom said, "Even if it comes back to life, this red bean tree is not the same as before."

"I do not care."

Suddenly, Song Xinci moved and flew to the thickest branch of the tree. She sat down on it and looked into the distance.

But there was nothing there but endless white.

The golden phantom asked, "What are you looking at?"

Got no answer.

He sighed, finding Song Xinci increasingly incomprehensible, and thought that her unpredictable nature was most like the way of heaven.

This time, the red bean tree did not fall into the cycle of withering and flourishing again, but remained fixed at this moment of its most lush growth.

The woman in white above remained motionless, as if she had been turned into a sculpture, lost in thought.

(End of this chapter)