A Dream of Yellow Millet

In a dream.

Messy! Chaotic!

In this Third Young Master Pan's dream, the Pan Household was shaking and twisting, its shape no longer normal.

Inside and outside the mansion, a group of men and women dressed in various styles were running, struggling, shouting and yelling, looking like they were ready to fight to the death with Third Young Master Pan.

Qiu Yan's soul had now transformed into a scholar, strolling behind the crowd, lost in thought.

"Being chased and attacked in a dream indicates that the dreamer is under too much pressure and is restless. It also suggests that this person has a huge shadow in their heart that is difficult to get rid of. It seems that the punishment he received that day was indeed effective."

Two years ago, Qiu Yan fought with several martial arts masters after being intercepted by the Pan Household. After arriving in Qingchang County, he intended to strike first to prevent the Pan Household from retaliating. As his reputation grew, even the Pan Household dared not act rashly. However, Qiu Yan did not forget this incident. After things calmed down, he used the power of the deity to punish the Third Young Master Pan, causing him nightmares every night and slightly weakening his Fortune.

As Qiu Yan pondered this, he walked forward with the crowd.

Dreams are unpredictable, and soon the entire structure of the Pan Household was completely thrown into chaos, becoming a tangled mess.

One after another, the courtyard walls collapsed.

"A collapsing wall signifies impending misfortune for the dreamer; now, with walls collapsing one after another, it's a harbinger of great calamity."

Qiu Yan walked forward, stepping on the collapsed and twisted walls. When he reached the depths of the mansion, he looked up and his eyes flashed with a blue light as he activated the Spirit Eye Art.

Instantly, the illusory dream vanished from his sight, and his two gazes pierced through layers of obstacles, revealing Third Young Master Pan, deep within the inner courtyard.

"Huh?" Qiu Yan let out a soft exclamation upon seeing Third Young Master Pan's figure.

The young and successful ruler was sitting cross-legged on the ground, dressed in black, his hands forming strange hand seals. He remained seated and motionless, seemingly oblivious to the shouts of attack from outside.

"The body of the person in the dream is actually the soul. Third Young Master Pan's dream indicates immense inner pressure and a longing for honesty. However, his current seated posture and the hand seals are clearly unusual. It's highly likely he obtained some kind of technique from the Upper Spirit Sect. Well, let's get down to business first..."

As soon as the thought crossed his mind, a surge of powerful energy erupted from Qiu Yan's body, and four bookshelves leaped out and stood on the ground!

Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap!

After the bookshelf landed, it seemed to take root, pressing cracks into the ground!

The cracks spread, quickly engulfing the entire dream. The distorted Pan Household collapsed with a loud crash, turning into fragments. The surrounding scenery fell like a curtain, revealing another scene: a study hall, bright and clean, with the sound of students reciting their lessons filling the air.

"Once the Earthly Soul is formed, it can construct illusions. Back then, when I was facing the Person in the Painting in the Painted Realm, I couldn't even create a giant illusion. Now, however, I can easily suppress other people's dreams and cover them with my own illusions."

The Third Young Master Pan was sitting there, suddenly jolted awake, only to find himself dressed in a loose robe, young in age, holding a book, sitting on a cushion. His memory became jumbled, and he was completely confused.

But then, the light and shadow distorted, and children appeared around, sitting in various seats. Directly in front of them sat an old teacher, holding a ruler and scolding.

"So I was attending a private school, but why do I have this strange feeling?" Third Young Master Pan's confused mind gradually cleared, and he slowly sank into the illusion, his wariness and memories gradually surfacing.

Slowly, the illusion changed. He walked out of the private school, and then the scene changed again. Third Young Master Pan lived a normal life. Several years of illusory time passed in the blink of an eye. His mind was finally completely immersed in the illusion, unable to distinguish himself from it. All his guard disappeared, and his memories flowed out and merged into the illusion.

Finally, that night arrived.

Wolf Demon attacked the mansion, killing Pan's father. Afterwards, Pan San stepped forward to take power and became the head of the Pan Household, wielding great power. However, two burly men soon came to the door, one with disheveled hair and the other with a protruding forehead.

"Hmm? These two people..." In one part of the illusion, Qiu Yan observed the experiences of Third Young Master Pan and, upon seeing this scene, memorized the appearance of the two burly men.

What happened next confirmed his suspicions.

"Indeed, he is a person of the Upper Spirit Sect."

Then, the illusion progressed, but it was Third Young Master Pan's own memories that flowed out and propelled the scene. He was seen being forced by two burly men to send people to search for clues about the murderer, but they found nothing.

"They even went to Qingchang County, and Dr. Huang Wende Physician Huang was one of their targets. Unfortunately, when they went there, Huang Wende was already dead."

Knowing this, Qiu Yan understood that if he hadn't acted decisively and allowed Huang Wende to make contact with the two burly men, his secret would have been exposed long ago.

"Oh? Tang Yi of the Upper Spirit Sect actually gave Third Young Master Pan a method to calm his mind after learning that he had nightmares every day."

As the illusion continued, time slowly drew closer to reality, and finally, Qiu Yan's expression changed.

"So that's how it is. After searching through all the martial arts schools, academies, and Daoist temples in Yuanning Prefecture, they finally shifted their focus to ordinary people, concentrating on those who had grudges against the Pan Household. These two people from the Upper Spirit Sect are going to kill them indiscriminately, regardless of age! Better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free! And they've already made their move!"

Qiu Yan's expression gradually turned serious.

"So even if I don't alert them, these people will come knocking on our door in a few days! Those two families that have already suffered are a warning to the Liu Household! In that case..."

At this thought, a murderous intent appeared in Qiu Yan's eyes.

Just then...

Bite!

With a soft sound, Third Young Master Pan, who was trapped in the illusion, suddenly trembled, and the surrounding illusion collapsed, giving the impression that the universe was shattering.

"Oh? He's waking up? Good, he already knows everything he needs to know, it's time to leave..."

Thinking this, Qiu Yan turned around, about to transform back into Living Soul, but a shadow suddenly flashed in his vision, as if something had jumped out of Third Young Master Pan's body and pounced at him, but disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Qiu Yan was startled, and a chill ran through her.

"What's going on?" He looked around, expanding his senses to probe the Living Soul, but couldn't find the slightest change.

All around, the illusion had completely collapsed, and even the figure of Third Young Master Pan began to become transparent and blurry.

Qiu Yan knew he couldn't delay any longer. He spun around and transformed back into a Living Soul, disappearing from the spot.

"Um."

Third Young Master Pan whispered, his eyelids twitching, as if he was about to wake up.

At this moment, Qiu Yan's Living Soul leaped out of his ear and left without a moment's hesitation. It went out the window, but instead of returning the way it came, it turned and flew in another direction.

"According to Pan Zhi's memory, those two burly men from Upper Spirit should live over there."

While he was still flying, the four bookshelves surrounding him in his soul suddenly changed. The bookshelf marked with the character "" shook violently, giving Qiu Yan a strange feeling, as if he had caught some kind of call.

"What's going on? Could there be Sage Manuscript stored in the Pan Household?"

These four bookshelves were Qiu Yan's Earthly Soul, which he condensed using a unique method. Of course, he knew the mysterious changes within them, so after sensing the summons, he immediately understood the reason.

Then, the Living Soul changed direction and flew towards another house.

That place was the Book Repository of the Pan Household.