"Ah!" Yue Yang jolted awake from his dream and sat up.
"What's wrong?" Hailan, who had been sleeping soundly, was startled awake as well and asked lazily.
"I had a dream." Yue Yang tried hard to recall it, but the dream that had been so clear moments ago vanished completely upon waking. Frowning, he said, "In the dream, I seemed to have returned to the Heaven-Piercing Tower. No, it seemed like a voice was calling me, and then I returned to the Heaven-Piercing Tower... Maybe it was calling me back to the Heaven-Piercing Tower. I was so clear about it in the dream—why did I forget it all the moment I woke up?"
"Sleep!" Hailan guessed that Yue Yang was affected by the previous bitter battle, coupled with the immense pressure from Evil God Wei Guang. She comforted him, "Rest well and recover as soon as possible. We'll all support you with everything we have!"
"But I..." Yue Yang had an indescribable feeling, as though something urgently needed him to do it, yet he had somehow forgotten it.
Unable to puzzle it out no matter how hard he thought, the transmigrator lay down again.
In his dream, he still sensed a voice.
Calling to him from far away.
He searched all the way.
Wanting to find out who kept calling him, yet no matter what he did, he could find no trace.
When he woke again, his mind was still somewhat muddled, but he soon came to himself—only to be so startled by the people around him that he nearly jumped. At some point, the place had filled with people. Sickly Beauty, Yue Yu, Drunken Cat Elder Sister, Princess Xixi, and the others were all there. Even Feng Xian Beauty and the Southern Border Demon King were seated by the