"Sweet dreams." Li Chen looked at Little Doctor Fairy before him and waved a hand, intending to make her briefly forget everything related to the Misfortune Poison Body within the illusion.
The "Holy Hall of the Heavenly Dao" rapidly collapsed. Just as Little Doctor Fairy was about to fall out of it, she called, "Wait..."
She abruptly raised her head. That blurred silhouette was rapidly receding before her eyes. The ceiling caved in, the walls shattered, and brilliant white light poured in from every direction, swallowing everything.
"What's your name!"
Li Chen looked at her. "Li Chen."
Little Doctor Fairy heard him.
Then her eyes, which had almost closed, suddenly brightened, and the corners of her lips curved upward.
"Li Chen..."
She murmured the name once, softly and slowly, as though she feared she would forget it if she said it too quickly.
The white light swallowed her completely.
Her body fell into a pool of warmth. Every sensation of falling faded, and every sound grew distant.
After Little Doctor Fairy entered the sweet dream he had specially crafted for her, he looked at the people floating around him in the darkness. They were all actors who had taken part in his three grand performances.
Once he had thoroughly erased all their memories of the illusion, he gave it some thought. Since he had forced them to act, he ought to offer them a little compensation.
It was not much. He healed the mercenaries' lingering injuries, gave the elderly a wisp of vitality so they could live another year or two in good health, and replenished everyone else's mental power so they would wake up refreshed the next morning.
After finishing all this, Li Chen opened his eyes in the town's inn and looked toward the Ten Thousand Medicine Hall.