Chapter 170: The System Space

As soon as she returned to the space, Qing Tian felt something pulling her away.

Before she could figure out what was happening, the system inside the space was already dumbfounded.

It had just witnessed its host vanish right before its eyes.

System: ............

—

Qing Tian carefully observed her surroundings.

Everything was blank.

No colors, no shapes—just an empty, cold void.

She walked forward for a long time but never reached an edge.

She was completely lost.

Feeling anxious, she called out, "System! System! Are you there?"

But there was no response in her mind.

Exhausted from walking, Qing Tian plopped down onto the ground.

She didn't want to walk anymore.

So tired...

Could this be another punishment for failing the mission?

The more she thought about it, the more she believed it.

Otherwise, why would she suddenly end up in a place like this?

She just hoped the punishment wouldn't last too long.

This place was way too lonely.

An empty world with only herself...

Staying here too long would drive anyone insane.

After a while, boredom took over.

Qing Tian started rolling around on the ground to pass the time.

"So boring."

This was unbearable.

Next time, she definitely had to complete the mission properly—this punishment was just too lonely.

Whoever designed it must've been pure evil.

With nothing else to do, she decided to take a nap.

Since no one was here to talk to, she might as well go meet the God of Dreams instead.

Still dressed in a delicate camisole nightdress, the girl lay obediently in the endless white void.

"Drip."

A sound echoed—like a single drop of water falling.

Suddenly, from the spot where she lay, grass began to sprout wildly.

By the time she woke up, a bamboo forest had grown around her!

Sunlight filtered through the dense bamboo leaves, casting soft, dappled patterns on her face.

The fresh green leaves swayed gently, and colorful little chrysanthemums bloomed everywhere.

Butterflies of various colors and shapes fluttered through the air, their iridescent wings shimmering under the sun.

Everything looked so peaceful and beautiful.

Like she had stepped into the home of an immortal.

Qing Tian's round, bright eyes widened.

What the hell? Where am I now?!

"Hey, System? System, are you there?"

Still no response.

Uhh...

Qing Tian sat up from the ground.

Her soft, pinkish feet touched the earth, and to her surprise, it felt incredibly soft.

She pressed down harder with her heel, but it was still soft—there was no pain at all.

That was odd.

Curious, she plucked a small flower from the ground and sniffed it.

"Hehe~ It's real!"

Following a stone-paved path, she strolled forward leisurely, as if she were out shopping.

But after walking for a while, she realized something strange—

She couldn't hear anything else.

No birds.

Not even the buzzing of insects.

Only the shhh of the wind rustling through the bamboo leaves.

If it weren't for that sound, she would've thought this place was completely frozen in time.

After passing through the bamboo grove, she finally saw a wooden house.

It had an ancient architectural style—small, but exquisitely built.

The house was surrounded by bamboo, with a large open space in the middle where warm sunlight poured in, illuminating the eaves.

A small stream flowed gently nearby, clear and shallow.

A little bridge arched over it.

But Qing Tian had no intention of taking the bridge.

Instead, she lifted her skirt slightly and stepped into the water, walking across the smooth river stones.

The stones should have felt hard beneath her feet...

But they were soft.

Qing Tian curiously picked one up and poked it with her finger.

It was solid.

Just as she was focused on the stone, she failed to notice the underwater plants slowly shifting, gathering around her feet as if drawn to her presence.

Even the small pebbles in the water gently nudged against her soles, as if greeting her.

After finishing her little experiment, she stepped up to the wooden house and lightly knocked on the door.

No response.

Just as she was about to knock again—

Something yanked her away.

The girl vanished into thin air.

—

Inside the House

In a pool of crystal-clear water, a man lay floating.

His face was strikingly beautiful, god-like in perfection.

His long, elegant fingers twitched slightly.

Then, he returned to stillness.

As if nothing had happened.