After telling them I wanted to be alone for a while, I returned to my room, wrote a Spirit-Communing Talisman, and then hurried into a dream. [Burn^Text^Book Repository]
In the dream, my wife-sister and I sat facing each other. Her mysterious aura was no longer quite so intense, but the pressure of the supreme ruler of the Ghost Dao still weighed so heavily on me that I could barely breathe.
Her blood-red robes lay spread across the ground. Her delicate brows trembled slightly, and I immediately felt suffocated.
"Wife... Sister. There's someone from the Hidden Gu Sect outside who wants to take me as a disciple. They're definitely planning to pass their lineage on to me. I've already entered the Dao, but since then I haven't received the favor of any great god. Now that I have so many inheritances, what if something goes wrong?" I asked cautiously.
"Don't you want to try every method of increasing your cultivation? Since you do, then go ahead. Since you were able to fuse with other inheritances before, what does the Hidden Gu Sect's inheritance amount to?" my wife-sister said.
"Oh. Since even you put it that way, I'll agree to it first. And, about that matter with Miao Xiaoli... I hope you aren't angry. I couldn't move at the time, and I only ever regarded her as a younger sister." I spoke somewhat awkwardly.
"I believe you," my wife-sister said, and then disappeared.
It was only a simple sentence, yet warmth rose in my heart. All explanations were hollow and superfluous. If I wanted to release her, I had to work even harder. Since the Hidden Gu Sect had a better method of cultivation, I ought to give it a try.
When I woke up, nearly an hour had passed. I went