The Butterfly Dreamed of Zhuang Zhou, Zhuang Zhou Dreamed of the Butterfly

In her first life, Chen Nianzhi awoke from a daze, only to find the surrounding area shrouded in chaos.

The world was in chaos and darkness, and at the far end of the heavens and earth, an unparalleled Myth sun slowly rose from the Nine Heavens.

The world was vast and boundless, and the sun was enormous, its endless light spreading across the heavens and earth.

He found himself unable to speak, only trembling in a daze, and as the sun set in the west, he sprouted a pair of wings.

He spread his wings as wide as he could, trying to fly towards the sun, but unknowingly he could never touch it.

He lay exhausted on the vast earth, no longer having any strength left, until he realized that the sun was setting and the life force within him was fading away.

He suddenly awoke with a start, only to discover in the distance insects as large as mountains, butterflies with wings that blotted out the sky, and a human figure soaring straight into the clouds.

"I see."

"Mayflies are born in the morning and die in the evening, never knowing the difference between day and night; so that's how it is."

In a daze, Chen Nianzhi suddenly realized that she was experiencing the life of a mayfly.

In his second life, he transformed into a cicada, slumbering in the soil for twenty-one years. When he awoke, it was the height of summer, and he was unaware of the seasons.

In his third life, he transformed into a tree, enduring wind and rain in a silent corner, watching the changing world with a smile. He etched a ring on his tree with each passing season, until he was felled by a woodcutter and burned as a withered log.

The fourth generation...

Chen Nianzhi Dream-Reincarnation, constantly experiencing different lives, and her understanding of life and all things gradually deepens.

Sometimes he transforms into a human, sometimes into a fish, and sometimes into a small tree.

He simply walked alone in the mortal world, quietly contemplating all things in heaven and earth, passing through life after life.

"..."

Meanwhile, in a void at the end of the Demon Abyss.

Galou Heavenly Demon sat cross-legged in front of a wooden house, looking at the figure before him with a somewhat solemn expression.

Before the Jialuo Devil Lord stood an incredibly alluring woman, dressed in a red, transparent gauze dress that revealed almost her entire figure, truly displaying her wanton nature.

However, Jialuo Devil Lord dared not look any longer. He lowered his head and asked with a solemn expression, "Nightmare, can you accomplish the task I entrusted to you?"

What's the rush?

The Nightmare Heavenly Demon gazed silently at Chen Nianzhi's portrait, its eyes radiating a hint of allure.

She unconsciously licked her lips, then suddenly giggled and said, "I didn't want to help you, but this person's appearance and temperament are the best I've ever seen. It wouldn't be bad to take him in as a furnace."

"But let's make this clear first, you'll have to hand this person over to me after the job is done."

Galou Heavenly Demon frowned, but he understood the nature of this woman before him, so he said, "I can give you my physical body, but I must slay your soul!"

"I only care about his body; what use is his soul to me?"

Nightmare Heavenly Demon shook his head as he spoke, carefully taking out a treasure box from his robes.

As the treasure box opened, an incomparably beautiful and dazzling red flower bloomed from within.

"This is?"

Galou Heavenly Demon's expression changed, and he couldn't help but exclaim in shock.

The woman nodded, a wistful look on her face, and said, "The Other Shore Flower blooms for a thousand years, its leaves fall for a thousand years; its blooming and falling are forever separated, destined never to meet again."

"This flower grows only in the Netherworld, possessing the ultimate powers of life and death, and is almost impossible to find in the mortal world."

"I acquired this flower at a considerable cost when I accompanied the Demon God on a mission to the Netherworld Underworld. It's absolutely impossible for it to fail against a Nascent Soul cultivator."

Upon hearing this, Galou Heavenly Demon smiled and then couldn't help but say, "Using this flower as a medium, it can bypass the defenses of most Divine Ability and Spirit Treasure, and will surely curse him to suffer for three lifetimes and seven lifetimes, forever falling into the hell realm and never waking up again."

"..."

A year in the mortal world, a lifetime in a dream.

Chen Nianzhi's first life has come to an end, and she has entered the dream of the next life, about to begin a new one.

At that very moment, a dazzling red flower bloomed in Chen Nianzhi's sea of consciousness, instantly invading his soul.

The Other Shore Flower lily is a creature of the underworld, extremely rare even in the mortal realm, and possesses a deathly aura capable of annihilating everything.

Once completely consumed by its death intent, even a primordial Primordial Spirit Dao Lord might be utterly annihilated, leaving only a husk remaining in the world.

However, at this critical moment, an astonishing change occurred within Chen Nianzhi's sea of consciousness.

The Immortal technique from the Immortal Realm transformed into a hazy, ethereal Red Dust Dream Butterfly, fluttering its wings and landing on the petals of the Manjusaka.

The Red Dust Dream Butterfly, having gathered a rare flower from the Netherworld, instantly triggered an astonishing spectacle.

The endless deathly aura within the flowers was almost completely dispelled by the Red Dust Dream Butterfly, and tiny green leaves began to unfold on the Manjusaka.

The red spider lily, whose flowers bloom and leaves fall in a cycle of eternal Other Shore Flower, never to meet again in any lifetime, has surprisingly presented a wondrous sight: flowers and leaves coexisting.

"Buzz--"

Perhaps having absorbed enough power, the mortal butterfly fluttered its wings slightly, causing a change in Chen Nianzhi her next life.

"..."

Chen Nianzhi walked along a dimly lit road to the underworld, with blood-red flowers growing on both sides of the road. The flowers stretched to the horizon, so beautiful and dazzling that it made people unable to move.

He casually plucked a flower, smelled it indifferently, and then calmly walked towards the dream of his next life in the mortal world.

This road was exceptionally long, as if it had traversed an unknown distance of time and space before finally arriving at an illusory portal.

Something was amiss in this life. Chen Nianzhi raised her hand, hesitated for a long time, and then pushed it away.

"Think of it, think of it!"

Suddenly, a voice called out in her ear, and Chen Nianzhi abruptly opened her eyes.

He looked up and saw a figure with bright eyes and white teeth, a figure that seemed both distant and familiar.

"Xia Huaixu!"

He was stunned for a long time before he smiled faintly and, unusually, called out the person's name.

He shook his head and chuckled. What an ancient name! He had been trapped in the cycle of reincarnation for eight hundred years, and he never expected to see it again in this mortal dream.

"What's wrong with you?"

Xia Huaixu touched his head and couldn't help but say, "You don't have a fever, why are you acting so strangely today?"

"It's nothing," Chen Nianzhi shook her head, simply saying calmly, "It's just that seeing you again brings a touch of emotion."

Chen Nianzhi seemed to have returned to her previous life before her tribulation, and continued to live her life with Xia Huaixu.

This life felt exceptionally real, so real that Chen Nianzhi doubted it, and wondered if the life he experienced on the other side was truly real.

He even wondered if what he had experienced was a dream.

Was it the Red Dust Dream Butterfly that carried him across endless shores to the time before his previous life, or was it all just an illusory dream?

Chen Nianzhi didn't know how long he had spent in the dream. Unconsciously, he seemed to have a power that made his memories of the Purple Yin Realm increasingly blurred.

Only when he grew old and frail, to the point where he could no longer distinguish between dreams and reality.

As his life drew to a close, he finally said to Xia Huaixu, "Over the years, I've had a dream."

He spoke calmly, telling Xia Huaixu everything.

Xia Huaixu listened quietly for a long time before speaking, "Actually, a few years ago, I also had a very vivid dream."

"In my dream, you suddenly died, and in my grief, I committed suicide for love. Then, I was inexplicably reborn in a bizarre and fantastical world until a great calamity engulfed everything, and I could no longer remember what had happened back then."

Chen Nianzhi's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but ask, "What was your name in the dream?"