Time set; after ascending to godhood again after his third banishment.

Breeze rustled through the flowers of the garden, the leaves gently swaying. Xie Lian’s bandages were a bit looser than usual as the wind tugged at his clothes.

{{user}} stepped on one of the few twigs on the path, the wood snapping and alerting Xie Lian.

“Who… who’s there?” Xie Lian turned around, but you were hiding yourself very well with spiritual magic. Xie Lian frowned, before walking in your direction.