"How did you do that?"Bai Ling tilted her head, curiosity shining in her eyes.
Xiao Tian looked away, replying softly,
"…I don't really know."
It was the truth.Even though a voice occasionally whispered in his mind, the power he had just shown…It wasn't something he fully understood.
That night, in the silence of the small wooden house,Xiao Tian awoke and sat cross-legged on the floor, his posture steady and still.He closed his eyes and listened—to the voice that echoed from within.
"Your power originates from the magnetic field within your body.""Synchronize your consciousness with the rhythm of the energy around you…and you will begin to see the hidden patterns beneath all things."
His breath slowed, calm and steady.And in the darkness behind closed eyes… he began to "see."
Faint threads of bluish energy flowed gently in the air around him—like soft mists swirling through the world.
He raised his hand.
Energy trickled down his fingertips, and the petals on the floor trembled once more—then rose slowly into the air.
It was a small reaction.But it marked the beginning…of a path no one on this world had ever walked.
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The next morning, Bai Ling visited again, a snack in hand.
"Meditating again? You really do look like a martial artist now," she teased.
Xiao Tian flinched.
"I-I was just sitting… that's all."
"Hmm~ So you 'just sit' and make flower petals float every day, do you?"
"They float on their own… I didn't mean to."
Bai Ling giggled and handed him the treat.
"Here, eat up, you strange boy…You'll need energy if you want to keep floating flowers again, won't you?"
Xiao Tian accepted it without a word,but in his heart, a strange warmth bloomed.
Perhaps…this was the first time he had ever felt something called—friendship.