After Ling Yan left, he thought about quickly entering the dream world to take a look.
But it seems that for cultivators like me who initially closed the gate to the dream world, it will only be opened for me when my soul is in danger. During the day, without the Nightmare Gu to lure me into the dream world, I simply cannot enter it.
I tossed and turned but couldn't fall asleep, let alone enter the dream world.
But for some reason, I was unable to enter the dream world again at night. For two nights in a row, I didn't see the Nightmare Gu appear.
Finally, I got so anxious that I called Ye Chen, that lackey, and demanded, "Why hasn't your Nightmare Gu appeared these past two days?"
After a long silence on the other end of the phone, Ye Chen finally said, "Perhaps... they won't appear because they don't have enough spiritual energy to absorb. Ah Hua, how come you're experiencing a lack of spiritual energy? Did you not use the method I gave you to control spiritual energy to deal with the Nightmare Gu?"
Ye Chen began to question me.
Afraid that he would find out about Zhou Lang's spirit, I quickly hung up the phone again, making up another excuse that I hadn't rested well.
In the end, all I could do was call Ling Yan again and question him: "Why haven't I recovered yet after taking the energy-restoring pills you gave me?"
Ling Yan seemed to understand my thoughts and actions very well and said helplessly, "You have injured your soul. To repair your soul and spiritual energy, you will need to rest quietly for ten days to half a month to recover. You were lucky this time and your life was not threatened, but you must not go to the dream world again in the next few days."
"You know all this?" I asked.
"I not only know that Zhu Silang's Soul-Slaying Sword was something I sought out in the Dream Realm after I survived my tribulation, but because he was just a spirit with a weak spiritual power and couldn't speak, he was often bullied by other Dream Spirits."
So I gave him the Soul-Slaying Sword for self-defense, and I also helped him recall his vengeful spirit. Now he's a spirit with only hatred and no other emotions, which is why he hated you so much when he saw you and that's why he stabbed you.
“I already know that Wen Heng’s soul under the plum tree has gone to the dream world, but I still want to advise Ahua that it’s best not to interfere in Wen Heng’s affairs.”
Ling Yan, however, began to advise me not to interfere in Wen Heng's affairs.
"You also know that Ranmo is Wenheng's spirit and soul?" I asked.
"Then why did you tell me not to get involved? Are you afraid I'll die at his hands?" I asked directly.
The other person replied firmly, "Yes!"
"Thank you for giving him the Soul-Slaying Sword, thank you for taking care of him!" My sudden words of gratitude startled Ling Yan.
"How will you thank me? By offering yourself to me?"
Heh, I twitched the corner of my mouth. Did he say all this just to curry favor and make me thank him by offering myself to him?
In the end, I laughed and said to him, "Maybe in the next life."
He then hurriedly hung up the phone.
But at that moment, I was thinking that since part of Zhou Yu's soul had been found, I had to think of a way to find his immortal body.
Then I picked up my phone and called Ye Chen again, but this time he not only didn't answer, he also hung up on me.
I have no idea what this bastard is busy with; he didn't reply to my messages and hung up on me.
So I used WeChat to ask Qingyan and Yechen if there was any activity on their WeChat Moments.
Qingyan immediately sent me a screenshot of Ye Chen's WeChat Moments post about going to a KTV tonight.
Qingyan, however, asked me in a very gossipy way if I was going to see him tonight and if I was going to take her with me.
But I refused, because I didn't want her to have any more accidents because of me.
This time, I'm going alone...
K Bar —
The noisy and chaotic bar was filled with all sorts of strange and unpleasant smells, including cigarette smoke and alcohol.
From afar, one could see Ye Chen on the stage, surrounded by countless women, with Wen Heng's body on top of him, doing something unacceptable: dancing a lively and passionate dance while blowing kisses to the countless women in the audience.
She even embraced her dance partners on stage.
I was extremely angry.
"Squeak..." I angrily turned off all the speakers and microphones again.
He grabbed the microphone from the waiter and yelled at Ye Chen, "Ye Chen, get down here—"
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