The scepter is pointed at the end closest to the ground, with a long jade stone in the middle, about the size of a two-year-old's fist. It fits perfectly in the palm of your hand.

Looking at the scepter's color, it's entirely matte, and its body isn't round; its cross-section is pentagonal. As it slowly rotates, it refracts countless rays of light, covering the entire room. The small bedroom, under the dazzling light, seems to have become a grand stage...

Bathed in white light, a beautiful couple lay on the bed. The man, noble and handsome, wore a long blue robe and lay flat on the soft sheets. The woman, with flowing black hair, lay on her side on his arm, her back to him. She wore a red dress, her beautiful hair framing her exquisite face, and nestled against his chest like a little bird.

The light was soft, the scene beautiful, tranquil and peaceful. The woman smacked her lips sweetly, tilted her head slightly, and a strand of hair gently brushed against the man's nose...

In this scene, the eyes of the person outside the window were practically spitting fire.

Hmph! You shameless woman, what right do you have to monopolize my man? No, I will not give Mo Tian to you.

A wisp of black mist swirled around him, and the scepter began to sway, like a child who couldn't stand properly, drifting from one end of the bed to the other. He seemed to be trying to avoid the black mist.

At this moment, the two people on the bed were still fast asleep, completely unaware of the scepter's struggling situation...

"Son, wake up!" A gentle breeze carried a soft voice to Mo Tian's ear, mixed with a particularly comforting fragrance. He opened his eyes from his deep sleep...

However, the scene before him shocked Mo Tian. He frowned, his eyes darting around, and he saw the figure on his chest. His body stiffened for a moment, and soon, a surge of anger welled up in his heart.

Who is this shameless person? How dare he try to take advantage of me! I'll see how he dares to do that! Mo Tian gritted his teeth, raised his hand, and was about to forcefully push her away from his arm.

"Brother Motian, I remember you." Just then, the girl in her sleep suddenly opened her mouth, her voice soft and gentle. What was even more surprising was that the voice was so familiar; it had just appeared in her dream.

The arm in mid-air froze, and for a moment, Mo Tian was at a loss.

It was her? The Wan'er who gave him the spirit jade! This name sent chills down my spine, as if I had been frozen in place.

As if sensing something, Mo Tian quietly held his breath, slowly lowered his raised hand, and gently extended it backward, afraid of disturbing the lovely person in his arms.

Mo Tian cautiously and quietly raised his head to look at the girl's profile.

Her pink earlobes, nestled in her beautiful hair, were incredibly endearing.

"Brother Motian, you've finally come. I've been waiting for you for so many years..." Wan'er spoke in her sleep, and the tone of her voice was exactly the same as what Motian heard in his dream.

Could it be that she's awake? Mo Tian was startled by this and dared not move an inch.

However, after a short while, Wan'er remained motionless.

When Mo Tian looked up again, Wan'er still had her eyes closed; she was still muttering in her sleep.

As his sleepiness faded, Mo Tian suddenly realized something. He looked around and saw that the fish tank and goldfish he had been holding in his arms were nowhere to be seen.

Could this goldfish be Wan'er? Looking at its current form and recalling what happened yesterday, Mo Tian felt he was about 80% sure.

It seems that all of this was the result of the Seven-Colored Turtle Immortal's painstaking efforts.

But where did the fish tank go?

"Smack, smack!" Wan'er, still asleep, smacked her lips, then moved her arm and slowly turned around to face Mo Tian...