The luxurious hall inside the Blood Sedan faded away in an instant. The surrounding scenery rippled like waves, then, in the space of a breath, transformed into a familiar little building: the Li Clan teahouse in You Su Fen.
Everything in the teahouse was as it had been. The lush vegetation radiated immense Yin Qi, and its black branches and leaves intertwined to form a throne. Pei Ling sat high upon it, surveying his surroundings and nodding slightly. He was already inside his Dream Realm!
At that moment, a figure as radiant as the first days of spring appeared out of nowhere.
Her embroidered skirts brushed against the grass. Her bright eyes seemed to hold water, and her face was as fair as jade. She was none other than the Suzhen Heaven Patriarch, "Kongmeng."
"Senior 'Kongmeng,' it's been a while." As Pei Ling spoke, he beckoned with one hand. In an instant, he drew her into his arms from across the room and settled her on his lap.
Her soft, fragrant body rested in his hands, and her delicate scent filled his embrace. The sensation felt utterly real; there wasn't the slightest trace of a dream.
Patriarch "Kongmeng" didn't resist either. She simply said in a calm voice, "I'm still not familiar with this immortal art."
"Don't move now."
"You only need to undress."
At this, Pei Ling was about to nod, but then he reconsidered. If he didn't move, how could he take off his clothes?
So he immediately said with utmost seriousness, "Since you're still unfamiliar with this immortal art, we need to practice more often. I won't undress myself, then. I ask Senior 'Kongmeng' to do it for me."
Patriarch "Kongmeng" paused, then thought it over and said, "All right!"
Without delay, she reached out her slender