If One Day I Become the Heavenly Emperor

Perhaps the novelty and excitement had already worn off, or perhaps it was because, as Qin Yi had said before bed, she had meditated and cultivated. In any case, the dream Li Wuxian had that night truly was not a spring dream.

With her current cultivation, once she began dreaming, it was either caused by intense stimulation or her subconscious was inevitably guiding her memories. Other kinds of dreams basically did not occur.

This indicated that this time, it was most likely a dream guided by memory.

It also proved that Yao Guang was indeed still only in a subconscious state. If she could truly think, she would never have surfaced at a time when someone was so obviously watching her like a tiger eyeing its prey. Her appearance now could only mean that even Yao Guang herself was unconscious of it. It was not under her control or guidance, but Li Wuxian's own natural reaction. She would simply dream of these things.

Yet this dream was somewhat different from the previous ones.

Most of her earlier dreams had involved Liusu. This one had nothing to do with her.

A white jade palace, Immortal Qi swirling, immortal music drifting through the air, phoenixes soaring and dragons chanting.

A true heavenly realm. The Heavenly Palace and Heavenly Court in people's hearts ought to have looked like this.

Li Wuxian found herself seated high upon the Dragon Throne. Below her, ranks of immortals stood in ordered rows, their faces impossible to make out.

This feeling was very familiar to her. Her usual court was much the same, except without so much Immortal Qi.

So the Heavenly Court and the mortal court were more or less the same...

Then what was the point of mortals seeking a place among the ranks of immortals?