Awareness grows…not like a sprout rising from the earth,but like a faint light emerging from the darkness of the heart.
On the second night in the City of Wuyin,Li Yuan opened his book once again.
But this time,instead of writing…he listened.
Tap... tap...
The sound of small footsteps yet they did not come from outside.
The steps were inside him.
Suddenly,within Li Yuan's consciousness,a faint shadow appeared
Faceless.Voiceless.
Yet around it,an unfamiliar realm could be seen:formless, skyless, groundless.
It was not the real world.It was not the world of dreams.
It was—
A world unrecorded.A world born of questions.A world emerging from words yet unwritten.A world formed from understanding left incomplete.
Li Yuan sat in the center of that void.He could feel it—a small awareness beginning to condense.As if his own mind was building a world.
"Is this… the world within me?"
There was no ground.But from his breath,something foundational formed.
There was no sky.But from his thoughts,light began to appear.
"If this world is yet unrecorded...""…then I must be the one to write it."
That awareness did not teach.It remained silent.
Yet within that silencewas the echo of all understanding yet to be born.
Li Yuan touched the air around him—and the air turned into a single stone.
He exhaled—and a sky without light came into being.
"I do not yet fully understand the outer world.""But… could I first create the world within me?"
Awareness grew.
And that world,never before recorded in any book,began to form behind Li Yuan's thoughts.
A world…that can only be seenby those who chooseto understandrather than to conquer.
That night,within the quiet room of the inn,beyond the written page,beyond the book,
Li Yuan…had touched the boundarybetween thought and creation.
And the world within himopened its eyes.