In the golden hall, the silence was so profound that even the sound of breathing was clearly audible.
Lin Chuqiao slowly looked around, her eyes filled with undeniable shock.
Hundreds of stone pillars, with a circumference that two people could barely wrap around, rose from the ground, piercing the arching do dozens of ters high, supporting a space of unparalleled grandeur.
Sunlight filtered through intricately decorated stained glass windows, casting kaleidoscopic shadows within the hall.
As her gaze slowly shifted, these light and shadows seed to co alive, like a flowing river of light.
This place resembled a sacred and solemn religious sanctuary, yet exuded an aura of royal majesty that naturally evoked awe.
Even though she was born into a noble family, accustod to luxury and magnificence, the sight before her still exceeded Lin Chuqiao’s realm of understanding.
She tentatively stretched out her hand, gently touching one of the stone pillars beside her.
Cold, hard, she could even feel the rough texture of the rock surface.
Such a real sensation made her shudder.
This is not an illusion, nor an ethereal dreamscape, but a definitively existing space.
"Welco to my world."
A gentle and familiar voice ca from above, with an echo softly stirring within the hall.
Lin Chuqiao sharply raised her head.
At the end of the hall, at the top of ascending steps, stood a high golden throne.
The man who haunted her dreams was sitting there, quietly looking down at her.
The dazzling golden light enveloping him slowly withdrew, revealing a face with distinct features, a faint smile at the corner of his lips.
"Brother Cheng?!"
With a cry of surprise, Lin Chuqiao forgot her usual ladylike deanor, lifted her skirt and quickly ran up the steps.
Only when she stood in front of Fang Cheng, reached out and touched his warm palm, felt the familiar pulse, did she believe this was all real.
"Is this... your Spiritual Secret Realm?"
Lin Chuqiao widened her beautiful eyes, looking at the magnificent palace, her tone filled with uncontainable amazent:
"It’s incredible! I originally thought the new ditation thod you ntioned in the car this afternoon was rely a simple exchange on a conscious level."
"Like before, establishing a spiritual link, slightly farther than before."
"Didn’t expect... you would actually pull entirely into such a real Secret Realm."
Seeing Lin Chuqiao so excited, Fang Cheng slightly smiled, stood up holding her hand:
"Accurately speaking, this is an Inner World constructed by my will, you are entering here in the form of a consciousness entity."
"It’s just that the environnt here is highly simulated, so you get a realistic illusion."
He did not explain too many abstruse details, but simply noted:
"Hmm, sounds cryptic, you can think of it as a subspace with certain growth characteristics, between reality and illusion."
"Or like Night City, a special dinsion existing in the world’s gaps."
"Subspace... Night City..."
Lin Chuqiao muttered to herself, seemingly recalling sothing, she suddenly looked up at Fang Cheng:
"Earlier, when I was at ho, following your ditation thod, I felt as though I was falling into a dark Abyss."
"Surrounded by dense mist, each breath sent cold air drilling into my pores."
"I could only faintly see a distant glimr of light, like the sun you ntioned, yet the light was so weak, dimr than the stars in the sky."
"I groped towards the direction of the light, circling around but couldn’t get closer to it."
"Moreover, I felt a... terrifying sense of oppression, as if a force was preventing from approaching you, even trying to drag back."
"At that mont, I really thought I would get lost in it..."
The feeling of being restrained by an invisible force, nearly suffocating, still made Lin Chuqiao uneasy even upon reflection.
"That’s the restraining force deep in your bloodline."
Fang Cheng patiently listened to her confession, calmly explaining:
"To pull you into here, that layer of restraint must first be broken, that force neutralized."
"So, I used a bit of ’forceful’ thod, hope I didn’t scare you?"
Lin Chuqiao shook her head, a flash of sudden understanding in her eyes:
"So that piercing golden light was you... no wonder the warmth felt so familiar."
She looked up at the do as deep as a starry sky, lost in thought:
"Ordinary spiritual secret realms often because of unstable structures, cannot accommodate external consciousness for a long ti, nor can they bear too many people online simultaneously."
"Moreover, the spiritual links between them are very fragile, easily disrupted by external interference."
"This place, however, feels very different."
She gazed at the window, her sight passing through the stained glass, vaguely seeing the outside scene:
"The Laws here seem complete, and the spatial structure is incredibly stable."
"It’s unlike a dreamscape that could collapse anyti, more like a self-evolving small world with independent rules."
At this point, Lin Chuqiao’s eyes were bright, turning to Fang Cheng:
"Brother Cheng, do you know what this ans?"
"Tell ."
Fang Cheng looked at her with interest.
"Firstly, it’s about safety."
Lin Chuqiao’s eyes sparkled, her tone determined:
"If we can freely enter and exit here, then when Illuminati mbers hold important etings in the future, we won’t need to worry about eavesdropping or leaks at all."
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