After repeatedly entering and waking up from the dream, Lingyao seemed to realize that the Yin Ming appearing before him was just an 'illusion'.

He cannot speak, has little emotional expression, and is untouchable.

It's just like a venting hole that only smiles and nods.

But as long as I can still see him, what else is there to worry about?

For Lingyao, this is already very good.

The scenes in the dream are not fixed; it seems that wherever Lingyao enters the dream, Yinming will appear there as well.

Since there were no restrictions on the location, and the Grand Elder repeatedly woke Lingyao from his dream, Lingyao became extremely annoyed and simply put all the "Drunken Dreams" items on the shelf into his spatial ring and fled back to Zhulu City to hide.

Just as he had once dreamed, he would continue to live happily ever after with Yin Ming in that small courtyard.

He couldn't enter a dream state if he didn't drink enough of the "Drunken Life, Dreamy Death" wine, and he would wake up quickly if he drank too little. So Lingyao would drink a whole jar of it every time, just so he could see Yinming day and night.

Yin Ming, who had been watching the whole thing from the sidelines, smiled helplessly, realizing he had underestimated how clingy the boy was.

It's not hard to see from his haphazard behavior that he only indulged in this illusory wine to achieve his own desires.

No wonder he didn't become addicted later on.

One jar of wine could keep Lingyao drunk for three days. During this period, Lingyao neither ate nor drank. Even when he was awake, he did not eat. He would just take out a new jar, drink it, and continue to dream.

Yin Ming sighed more than once, thankfully this was a cultivation world, otherwise, given his level of alcoholism, he would probably have turned into fermented rice wine by now.

However, before that, he would likely lose his life because he couldn't eat a single grain of rice.

Even though his life is no longer in danger, he shouldn't be humiliating himself like this.

Seeing Lingyao's absurd and muddled behavior all day long, Yin Ming was so angry he wanted to laugh.

But as she laughed, tears welled up in her eyes again.

Living a life of debauchery can lead to the deepest illusions of the heart. Since it is a 'realm', theoretically it should be a past event that is unforgettable or a scene that haunts one's dreams.

But Lingyao's illusion transcends the scene; in the dream world it creates, the only constant is Yin Ming.

Does this mean that Yin Ming is the only person in his heart and mind?

Only Yin Ming, who had briefly given him warmth.

Yin Ming suddenly realized that... it seemed that no one had ever asked Ling Yao what he really wanted.

Lingyao's parents were like this, the Grand Elder of the Demon Sect was like this, and even... Yin Ming was like this too.

Chu Ya and Ling Ji risked their lives to find a way out for Ling Yao so that he could grow up freely. Their actions were touching, but they never asked Ling Yao if he was willing to lose his parents at a young age.

In order to make Lingyao's succession as the leader of the Demon Sect legitimate, the Grand Elder did not hesitate to use the Demon Sect's heaven-defying magic to send him into nine cycles of reincarnation.

This decision is actually understandable, since people generally believe that the gifts bestowed by fate have a price already marked in secret; if you want something, you must pay the corresponding reward.

Therefore, in the Grand Elder's view, it was worth it for Lingyao to suffer a little for this.

But no one ever asked Lingyao if he ever wanted to possess that supreme power.

Even Yin Ming, a die-hard fan of the original work, personally sent Ling Yao into a hellish hell so that he could grow into the supreme god and demon in the original story.

Yes, the so-called pressure from the Grand Elder was nothing more than half-hearted resistance.

He was actually happy to witness Lingyao's power.

They even intentionally or unintentionally pushed Lingyao to a high position step by step, taking it for granted that he should be the one above all others.

In reality, these were all just his wishful thinking as a reader.

Yin Ming had always believed that the meaning of human existence was to live well, and on the basis of living, to do things that made him happy.

For example, doing a job that makes you happy.

Even if work doesn't make you happy, at least you can earn a lot of money, and then use that money to eat, drink, and shop to achieve your goal of making yourself happy.

Although the process may be tortuous, it is excellent as long as the goal is ultimately achieved.

And what about Lingyao?

He endured so much suffering, but did he ever receive the happiness he deserved?

No.

All he received was pain forcibly inflicted upon him by a group of self-righteous individuals.

Self-righteousness has always been a fundamental human flaw.

You see, now that it's his turn to choose, all he asks for is a little warmth and comfort.

But who among them ever cared about Lingyao's opinion?

They imposed their own ideas on him, inflicted so much suffering on him, and yet they felt great, believing that he should be grateful to them for his achievements.

I'm afraid that if Lingyao were to complain about this, he would be met with a barrage of insults like, "I'm doing this for your own good, why don't you appreciate it?"

In the end, the only person who can be moved by self-sacrificing acts of sympathy is themselves.

Yin Ming then realized how wrong he had been.

That shouldn't be the case. Who says the male protagonist has to be ambitious and achieve something earth-shattering?

Yin Ming looked up and saw Ling Yao lying on the stone table, resting her chin on her hand and smiling at him, as if she were looking at some rare treasure that belonged only to her.

Yin Ming smiled slightly and returned his smile.

That's fine, it's good this way.

As long as doing these things makes him happy, nothing else matters.

He doesn't need to be ambitious, nor does he need to live for anyone else; he just needs to follow his heart and do what he wants.