Miss Dragon King is Also Dreaming

Beneath the Lake of Life in the Star Dou Great Forest.

In the vast and deep underground space, dim light filtered down from the glowing moss between the cracks in the dome, shrouding the entire cavern in a dusky, amber haze.

At this moment, several figures were gathered here.

In the center lay a massive white silkworm, bound tightly with ropes.

The silkworm was enormous, several meters long, its body snow-white and patterned with golden veins that shimmered faintly in the dim light.

It was wrapped in several thick vines, suspended firmly in mid-air, unable to move a muscle.

Yet, even bound like this, the silkworm refused to behave.

"Let me go! Let me go!"

Tian Meng's voice was wretched, its round body struggling incessantly, looking as if it had suffered a great injustice.

"I'm warning you all! I am a million-year soul beast! A million-year one!

"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river—you treat me like this now, but once I break free, I will take you all on one by one... I will..."

As it spoke, its voice grew smaller and weaker.

A middle-aged man dressed in a black robe with gilded dragon patterns was walking slowly toward it.

Di Tian.

Staring indifferently at the unruly giant white silkworm with his golden vertical pupils, Di Tian frowned slightly.

He raised a hand, and a massive black dragon claw manifested out of thin air, grabbing the round body of the Sky Dream Iceworm.

As the dragon claw tightened, Tian Meng's howling came to an abrupt halt.

"I was wrong!"

The Sky Dream Iceworm surrendered decisively, its voice shifting from wretched to fawning, as quick as if it had rehearsed it a thousand times.

Di Tian glanced at it coldly, retracted his dragon claw, and turned to walk away.

Some time ago, he had personally ventured out because of a sudden burst of the Gold of Life's aura on the edge of the Star Dou Great Forest, intending to track down the source.

As it turned out, he hadn't found the Gold of Life, but on his way back, he had unexpectedly discovered this giant white silkworm that had previously escaped.

It was an unexpected harvest.

Although the vast energy within this iceworm—which had been lucky enough to sleep its way to a million years of cultivation—had long since been mostly absorbed by them, its million-year origin was still a great tonic for both soul beasts and humans alike.

It was just a pity.

Di Tian's gaze swept over the gathered fierce beasts.

Because they had absorbed the energy of this iceworm for so many years, their cultivation levels had all reached a certain limit, though they were still within a range they could suppress.

But if they continued to absorb the iceworm's origin, they would eventually lose control. Once they reached the critical point and the heavenly tribulation descended, none of them would be able to withstand it.

Therefore, this iceworm would serve as a reserve ration for the younger generation.

Just as Di Tian was thinking this, his movements paused slightly.

A familiar aura rose from not far away, carrying a pure elemental essence and an unquestionable majesty.

Di Tian's expression turned solemn in an instant.

He turned, knelt on one knee in that direction, and assumed a posture of utmost respect.

"The Master."

At the same time, the surrounding fierce beasts—Bi Ji, Bear Lord, the Ten Thousand Demon King, and the others—reacted in kind, kneeling one after another with their heads bowed low.

A massive figure slowly emerged from the shadows.

It was a dragon.

Its entire body was silver and colossal, every scale shimmering with a cold, brilliant metallic luster, like a clear, cold silver moon in this dim underground space.

Those violet eyes swept over the fierce beasts, lingered briefly on the bound giant white silkworm, and then shifted away indifferently.

The Sky Dream Iceworm trembled even more violently, terrified that its loud shouting had offended this being, and it didn't even dare to breathe.

Di Tian knelt on the ground and asked respectfully, "The Master, do you have any orders?"

"Nothing, I merely came out to take a look." The silver dragon spoke calmly.

Di Tian nodded, asked no further questions, and remained kneeling as he watched the dragon's figure disappear.

The dragon ascended, its massive form passing through the dome of the underground space and submerging into the waters of the Lake of Life. Soon, the surface rippled, and the silver dragon broke through the water.

Silver light enveloped the massive dragon body, and as it flickered, the form rapidly shrank and shifted, transforming into a young girl with silver hair and violet eyes.

The girl's face was breathtakingly beautiful, her skin so fair it was almost translucent. Clad in a silver-white dress that fell to her ankles, her temperament was cold and aloof, like the frost of deep winter, difficult to approach.

She stepped barefoot onto the soft grass beside the Lake of Life, her gaze shifting to find a large golden cat lazily lying on the grass, sleeping in the sun.

Sensing someone approaching, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion opened its eyes groggily. Upon seeing who it was, it instantly woke up.

"Big Sister Master!"

The Three-Eyed Golden Lion's voice was filled with surprise; she gave a start and was about to scramble up, but saw the young girl had already reached her side and slowly sat down, leaning against her body.

The Three-Eyed Golden Lion immediately froze, lying down obediently to serve as a cushion.

Leaning against the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, the young girl felt the furry texture behind her, radiating the warmth of the sun. Her posture was relaxed, yet she felt not a hint of sleepiness.

There was no helping it; she had been dreaming far too much lately.

The content of her dreams was always the same: scenes from when she used to be in deep slumber.

Logically speaking, one should have no perception or memory while in deep slumber; those periods of time ought to be a blank slate for any existence.

Yet, she dreamt of them regardless, her consciousness appearing within her dormant dragon body, watching another version of herself sleeping silently. Everything was as clear as if it were happening in the present.

One had to understand that dreams were ripples of the soul, and in her state of being severely wounded and dormant, her soul should have instinctively been repairing its own injuries bit by bit, with no spare energy to dream.

But dream she did.

Furthermore, she entered these dreams with abnormal frequency—so frequently that she could no longer sleep peacefully to recover from her injuries.

Clearly, something must have gone wrong.

However, no matter how she examined herself, she could not find any abnormalities.

If one were to exclude the wounds left upon her by the five God Kings, she could even be considered healthy.

This very normality made the abnormality appear all the more glaring.

And today, her dream was somewhat different.

Previous dreams had only been fragments of her slumber, but in today's dream, she had dreamt of herself sleeping for several years in a row.

And just before waking from the dream, she had felt a very distinct sensation of being watched, as if the scales on her body were being peeled away layer by layer, leaving nothing behind...

The young girl sighed involuntarily, feeling nothing but a headache regarding these strange dreams she was having.

She opened those dark purple eyes, her gaze shifting to look toward the distant skyline.

There, she could perceive a special domain.

It was a domain that even she could not see through, as if it were completely wrapping and concealing that stretch of heaven and earth.

The young girl shook her head slightly and withdrew her gaze.

It was truly an eventful autumn.