A Woman

Dream City.

It was already daytime.

As dawn broke, the people of Dream City began to awaken one after another.

Both the demons and humans of Dream City remained calm about their slumber.

After all, he would fall into a deep sleep every year when the City Lord's Dream-Eating Palace opened, and he had gotten used to it by now.

Some people even look forward to this once-a-year deep sleep, because they've heard it can cure insomnia...

After the entire Dream City awoke, everything returned to normal, except for the patrol teams, who became quite busy.

After all, those cultivators who entered the Dream-Eating Palace and had their souls absorbed by their masters were already dead, leaving only empty shells, and needed to be dealt with.

Although the closure of the Dream-Eating Palace made the city a bit quieter, the Thousand Dreams Pavilion remained very lively.

However, amidst the bustling crowd, three Pig Girl were quite melancholy, and they were even secretly burning paper money for Young Master Jiang in their room.

Although they were reluctant to admit it, they had to face reality.

That was the young master Cannon, who participated in the Dream-Eating Palace, but ultimately couldn't escape that world... He has passed away...

Yes, that's what Pig One, Pig Two Pig Three Girl all think.

Otherwise, why wouldn't Young Master Jiang come to the Thousand Dreams Pavilion to see him?

At this thought, the three Pig Girl burst into tears, their 300-pound bodies collapsing to the floor, sobbing uncontrollably. "Pao Ge ~~~~ You died so tragically..."

The cries echoed, heartbreaking and unbearable... a truly tragic and devastating tragedy...

Meanwhile, on the top floor of the Thousand Dreams Pavilion, in the boudoir of the courtesan Luo Xue, Bai Qianluo was still sitting cross-legged on a carved wooden stool, picking her toes.

Before her, Xiangrong remained ashen-faced.

"I never imagined you'd already be at the half-step Ascension."

Looking at the girl swaying back and forth on the wooden bench in front of her, Xiangrong spoke slowly.

The woman smiled playfully, "Xiao Rong, I'm over ten thousand years old, and I'm only at the half-step Ascension now. There's nothing to praise about that, is there? You were at the half-step Ascension stage two thousand years ago. So, do you still hate him? What was that person's name again? Fang something?"

"Don't mention him again!"

A bone-chilling wind swept through, causing the red curtains in the boudoir to flutter.

"Honestly, he even broke his own Natal Flying Sword for you, how come you still can't forgive him? Is it really necessary to hate him for so long?"

Xiang Rong stiffly turned her head to look at Bai Qianluo: "Unless he's dead!"

"..."

"Qianluo, I am not like you foxes, unable to live without a man. I will not be like you foxes. One day, I will storm the Vast and Righteous World and tear him to pieces!!!"

Xiang Rong's figure gradually blurred, turning into wisps of white smoke that dissipated in the room, but her words still lingered there...

"This time you entered my dream, the reincarnation of the man in your heart was also there."

"Him?" Bai Qianluo was taken aback at first, then her pupils shrank sharply, and her nine long, snow-white tails swayed in the air. "Xiao Rong, who is he? Tell me!"

"Go to your Exquisite Sword Pavilion. After you meet him, remember to come back and let me enter your dream to savor it all again. I'm really looking forward to seeing what you'll think when you find out his reincarnation."

Xiang Rong's voice faded away, leaving only Bai Qianluo sitting blankly on the stool, her eyes darting around, her slender hands tightly gripping the hem of her dress on her thighs.

It was as if the entire boudoir was filled with the sound of her heartbeat.

Still on that Mountain Peak dozens of miles from Dream City, Jiang Lin roasted a rabbit while holding Jiu Yi Jiu Yi in his arms, diagnosing her spiritual veins.

According to Jiang Lin's understanding and analysis, Jiu Yi's life-threatening condition is that her soul is scattered.

This doesn't mean that Jiu Yi's three souls and seven spirits are gone or have drifted away.

Jiu Yi's three souls and seven spirits are still in her body, but in a scattered state, which is why she lost her cultivation and memories.

The Moon Spring Water has the effect of concentrating.

only...

After the diagnosis, Jiang Lin lifted the still-sleeping Jiu Yi high up, rolled her over, held her little tail, and pinched her little ears.

Even though Jiu Yi 'Jiu Yi divine soul had already begun to coalesce, why was there still no change in her cultivation level?

Could it be that Jiu Yi can only unleash her original cultivation level after her divine soul is fully condensed?

Or perhaps this spring water needs some kind of remedy?

Brother Jiang?

Just as Jiang Lin was lost in thought, gently stroking Jiu Yi's fur in his arms, Zhen Xian's voice came from the other side.

"Brother Zhen, you're awake."

Jiang Lin tore off a rabbit leg and threw it to Zhen Xian.

"Brother Jiang, that Senior Bai..."

"Don't worry, Senior Bai is alright."

Jiang Lin told Zhen Xian about Xiang Rong coming to see them.

After much deliberation, Jiang Lin originally wanted to find a better opportunity to bring it up tactfully.

However, Jiang Lin still decided to tell Zhen Xian what Xiang Rong wanted to convey as soon as possible.

Tell that man! I can resurrect the woman named "Red Dress" in his heart, but the price is the soul of "Hong Qin" in exchange.

Go ask him whether to change it or not.

The words Jiang Lin had relayed to him echoed in Zhen Xian's mind, lingering there for a long time.

Seeing that Zhen Xian remained silent, Jiang Lin did not disturb him.

Jiang Lin will not make any judgments; this is his own choice.

"Thank you, Brother Jiang Brother Jiang. Please also convey my gratitude to that senior white fox. If there's an opportunity in the future, I will definitely repay this favor."

After a long while, Zhen Xian put down the rabbit leg wrapped in grass leaves, stood up, and bowed.

"Are you going to find Xiangrong?"

"No..." Zhen Xian shook his head, "I've achieved my goal of visiting the Demon Race World this time, and I want to return to the Vast and Righteous World first."

For some reason, Jiang Lin felt that Zhen Xian was running away, or perhaps he was afraid. He was afraid that if he stayed in this Demon Race World any longer, he would be unable to resist going to Dream City and making a decision that he didn't know if was right or wrong.

"Kong Erzi spoke to me about you before he went to the Wutong Academy."

"Senior Kong?"

Jiang Lin nodded. "When he was talking about you, he once said something to me— 'Zhen Xian is a lot like me, but I don't want Zhen Xian to become like me.'"

Hearing Jiang Lin relay the words, Zhen Xian clenched his fists tightly, then slowly relaxed them, bowed, and performed the junior 'Zhen Xian greeting.

"Thank you very much, Brother Jiang Brother Jiang. In any case, I owe you another favor."

"You'll be able to repay me then." Jiang Lin rose and returned the greeting. "A scholar will be visiting Wutong Academy to seek knowledge; I apologize for any offense I may have caused to your esteemed academy."

"Oh? If that's what you say, Brother Jiang, then that scholar must be no ordinary person."

It was a woman.

"A woman?" Zhen Xian was slightly taken aback. "Then I'm even more eager to know more."