The night wind chuckled bitterly, wishing it could just shove that brat awake.

After hesitating for a moment, Ye Feng decided to enter Zi Yue's dream first and see if it would be a different dream this time.

Sure enough, as soon as the night breeze sent a wisp of its divine sense into Ziyue's dream, it saw the fragrant flowers and singing birds.

Ziyue and a group of female disciples from the Xuanji Sect played and frolicked on the grass, chasing butterflies.

Yes, this is a normal dream.

Wait, there seems to be something wrong with that butterfly.

Just as Ye Feng was thinking this, he saw the butterfly being chased by Zi Yue suddenly transform into a monster as big as a house.

While it's true that dreams can become absurd and bizarre when uncontrolled, this is just too outrageous.

Because Ye Feng had already seen that some of the Xuanji Sect female disciples beside Zi Yue grew wings and flew away into the distance, some grew several legs and fled for their lives, and some even hid in tortoise shells, becoming cowards.

"This is fucking abstract..."

Night Wind muttered to himself, then shouted at Zi Yue, who was frozen in place, not knowing what to do, "Senior Sister Zi Yue, this is a dream! This is a dream!"

Hearing the night wind's call, Zi Yue's eyes gradually cleared.

Then Ye Feng and Zi Yue woke up together.

"Thank you for your help, Junior Brother. I feel much better this time than the first time. If I do it a few more times, I might be able to find the secret to my true self in my dreams," Zi Yue said confidently.

“Alright, let’s continue,” Night Wind said.

In the third dream, Zi Yue transforms into a glutton, indulging in a feast in a magnificent hall. The hall is filled with various exquisite dishes on the eight-immortal tables, and she can eat as much as she wants, yet she can never finish them all.

"Stop eating, Senior Sister Ziyue! This is a dream!" Yefeng shouted.

In the fourth dream, Zi Yue, dressed in a purple robe, stood majestically atop the peak of Mount Taishang, looking just like a queen.

Meanwhile, thousands of disciples of the Xuanji Sect were bowing to her in the plaza halfway up the mountain.

"Welcome Sect Leader Ziyue! Long live Sect Leader Ziyue!"

Zi Yue burst into laughter, pointed at Elder Zi Jing, and said, "Master, I hereby appoint you as the Grand Elder! From now on, you will be the Grand Elder of our Xuanji Sect!"

"Thank you, Sect Leader!" Elder Zijing said respectfully.

Ye Feng was dumbfounded; he never expected Zi Yue to have this side to her.

Dreams can reveal a person's true thoughts. Ziyue must have fantasized about what it would be like to become the sect leader, which is why she is having this kind of dream now.

Zi Yue threw her head back and laughed wildly, her laughter bordering on madness.

"Stop laughing! This isn't real!" Night Wind shouted.

Ziyue then came to her senses, looked at Yefeng, and immediately blushed, feeling incredibly embarrassed!

Upon waking from the dream, Ziyue hurriedly said, "Junior brother, don't take it seriously. It was just a dream. I never thought about becoming the sect leader."

"As the saying goes, a soldier who doesn't want to be a general isn't a good soldier. There's nothing wrong with you wanting to be the sect leader; it's perfectly normal," Ye Feng said earnestly.

Hearing this, Zi Yue's embarrassment finally subsided a little.

In the fifth dream, that dark little mountain village reappeared.

But this time, Zi Yue transformed into a martial arts master, pinning the black-clad warrior to the ground and relentlessly beating him until his head was covered in blood.

"Pay for my parents' lives!" Zi Yue shouted menacingly.

"This is a dream! Wake up!" Night Wind shouted.

In her sixth dream, Ziyue transformed into a four- or five-year-old girl, sitting in her father's lap, quietly listening to him tell stories.

Seeing this beautiful and heartwarming scene, Ye Feng hesitated for a moment, unsure whether he should wake Zi Yue immediately.

After waiting for a full half hour until Ziyue's father finished telling the story, Yefeng finally went over and said, "Senior Sister Ziyue, this is a dream."

Then Ziyue's eyes cleared, and her father vanished like smoke and dust.

Night Breeze sighed and said, "It's all fake, Senior Sister, don't fall into despair."

Zi Yue nodded slowly, her expression quite sorrowful.

In the seventh dream, on a large bed, Ziyue and a man were tightly embracing, whispering sweet nothings to each other, their voices filled with a captivating sensuality.

Ye Feng stood outside the window, his expression extremely awkward.

Ziyue's dream is a bit tricky.

Should I remind her?

Wouldn't it be incredibly awkward to remind her now?

Who was the man Ziyue dreamed about?

Night Breeze looked curiously at the man and discovered that he was actually Elder Zijing, Ziyue's master!

Ye Feng was taken aback. Could it be that Zi Yue harbored feelings for her master, Elder Zi Jing?

No, no, no, perhaps it's just because they've spent a lot of time together that he appeared in Ziyue's dream.

Moreover, Elder Zijing has raised and cared for Ziyue for so many years, and has also taught her cultivation techniques. It is not surprising that Ziyue has developed a dependence on Elder Zijing and even developed an Oedipus complex.

While Ye Feng was still lost in thought, she discovered that the man who was making love with Zi Yue had somehow become Chang Qing Yue!

Does Zi Yue also have those kinds of feelings for Senior Brother Chang?

Suddenly, the man changed again, transforming into Night Wind!

Ye Feng stood outside the window, watching himself and Zi Yue wrestling and rolling around on the bed, feeling as if a million alpacas were galloping through his mind!

We can't wait any longer, or things will get even more complicated!

Ye Feng quickly said, "Senior Sister Ziyue, wake up!"

Zi Yue's eyes suddenly cleared. She looked at the night wind pressing down on her, then at the night wind standing awkwardly outside the window. Her face flushed red, and she let out a piercing scream.

I woke up abruptly from the dream.

Zi Yue jumped up from the floor in a panic and said, "Junior Brother Ye, you you you you... don't think nonsense, I didn't mean it that way, I didn't expect to have such a dream!"

"It's just a dream, don't worry about it," Ye Feng coughed twice and waved his hand.

Zi Yue was too ashamed to stay with Ye Feng any longer. She said, embarrassed and awkward, "Junior Brother Ye, thank you for helping me cultivate, but let's stop here for today. I'll come back to see you tomorrow..."

With that, Ziyue ran outside.

But after running out of the house, she ran back.

"Junior Brother Ye, don't tell anyone about that dream you just had," Zi Yue said shyly.

"Don't worry, I won't say anything nonsense," Ye Feng said seriously.

“Swear it!” Zi Yue said.

"Alright, alright, I swear, if I tell anyone about the dream you just had, may I be struck by lightning and die a horrible death," Night Wind said.

Ziyue finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Ziyue glanced furtively at Ye Feng, then ran away blushing.

The night wind waved its hand, and the door slammed shut automatically without any wind.

Looking back on what I saw and heard in the Purple Moon Dream, although it was bizarre and wonderful, it was also quite interesting.

This Great Dream Technique is indeed quite good; I'll find an opportunity to get my hands on it and study it!