Li Ling considered briefly, then said to Fang Jing, "Whether you believe it or not, I not only spared your life, but also rescued you from a sea of suffering, saving you from being plotted against and bled dry!
"Besides, you were the one who let someone lead you astray this time, trying to use Nightmare Suppression on me for no reason to pry out my secrets. Now that I've turned the tables on you and uncovered clues to a fortuitous opportunity, we can consider this karmic debt settled."
Fang Jing hung his head in dejection at those words, but soon he could not resist looking up to protest. "Meng'er would never plot against me. I won't let you talk about her like that."
Amused, Li Ling asked, "What did you call her?"
"Meng'er," Fang Jing said.
"See? You haven't even figured out her real name, yet you still believe she wouldn't plot against you? Besides, you ought to respect your elders. What do you mean, Meng'er? Show some manners and call her Auntie Meng!"
Fang Jing was not truly stupid. He seemed to realize something, and his face suddenly turned deathly pale. "No, that's impossible..."
Seeing this, Li Ling shook his head inwardly.
He did not know whether to call Fang Jing lucky or unlucky. Barely started on his Dao Path, he had accidentally stumbled upon an erotic dream Huo Qingqing had woven out of boredom. Naturally, he had sunk into it afterward, unable to extricate himself.
Huo Qingqing herself did not know how to roam abroad and connect to other people's dreams, so she had valued this cultivator who could intrude into her dream world and gone to some lengths to win him over.
Soon, however, she had realized how easy he was to deceive. She had bewitched