Rong Lin's anxious and firm call echoed in Chuchu's ears. The voice seemed to penetrate the endless darkness and chaos, and seep into the depths of her consciousness bit by bit.
Her eyelids felt as if they were weighed down by a heavy stone, and every attempt to open them was extremely difficult. But guided by that calling, she finally felt a glimmer of light, a long-lost, warm and familiar light.
"It's all fake..." Chuchu silently repeated Rong Lin's words in her heart. The fire of revenge surging in her heart began to waver. Those bloody scenes, those cries of despair and anger, seemed to become blurred and distant in that moment. She tried hard to concentrate, trying to break free from this chaos and return to the real world.
Finally, when she mustered all her strength to open her eyes, she was greeted by a scene of tranquility and peace, not the raging flames of a battlefield. She found herself lying in a sea of flowers, surrounded by blooming blossoms. The air was filled with a faint fragrance, and the sun shone through the sparse clouds, gently casting a gentle warmth on her face.
Rong Lin sat beside her, holding her hands tightly with both hands, his eyes filled with a mixture of worry and joy.
"Chu Chu, you finally woke up!" His voice was choked with sobs, as if at this moment, all the waiting and fear turned into tears, swirling in his eyes.
Chu Chu looked at Rong Lin. Her eyes, once like the abyss devouring light, gradually regained their brilliance. She felt the warmth of his hand, a real, living touch. Suddenly, she realized that everything before—the war between the six realms, the life-or-death struggles, even the despair of becoming a demon—had all been an illusion set by a powerful enemy, a trap designed to destroy her will and bring her down.
"Rong Lin... are you really still alive?" Chuchu's voice trembled a little. She couldn't believe what she saw and was afraid that this was just another dream.
Rong Lin hugged her tightly, using all his strength as if to rub her into his body, "Yes, Chuchu, I have always been here and never left." His words were full of self-blame and guilt.
Chu Chu felt an unprecedented sense of security in Rong Lin's arms, and all her fear, anger and desire for revenge disappeared at this moment.
She realized that true power lies not in destruction, but in protection and rebirth.
But Rong Lin reminded him in time: "We are still in Master's formation. Dragon King Ao Yuan is trapped in his own mirror world and has not yet come out. You rest here for a while. I will go and wake him up from his greed."
Chuchu shook her head slightly, her eyes full of concern and worry: "I'm fine, I'll go with you."
Rong Lin looked at her, a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes, and he hummed softly: "Okay, let's go together."
The two walked side by side, Chu Chu followed behind Rong Lin and couldn't help asking: "What about you? Are you confused by this mirror?"
Rong Lin paused for a moment, then continued, "Of course not..."
Chu Chu heard this and widened her eyes in surprise: "You are not confused?"
Rong Lin turned his head, a faint smile on his lips: "Of course I didn't escape completely, I just came out ten minutes earlier than you."
Chu Chu couldn't help but look at Rong Lin's character with admiration. It was not easy for him to quickly extricate himself from such an illusion.
She continued to ask, "I still need you to wake me up. How did you defeat yourself?"
Rong Lin smiled, his eyes deep. "That's because you've been in the human world for too long, and your emotions are gradually awakening, so you've been affected even more. After this is over, you should go back to Jiayang Mountain and have a good rest."
Chu Chu's heart moved slightly when she heard this, but then she shook her head: "Let's talk about it when we get closer."
Rong Lin didn't say anything else, just nodded slightly, then cast a spell and brought Chu Chu into the mirror world of Dragon King Ao Yuan.
In stark contrast to the mirror image that Chuchu and Ronglin had experienced, the scene here was simply jaw-dropping.
What I saw before me was a prosperous scene of extravagance and decadence, with luxurious palaces, sparkling gems, and gorgeous clothes, everything seemed so dazzling.
And Ao Yuan, one of the four dragon kings, is now immersed in false happiness.
He sat on a magnificent throne, surrounded by twelve beautiful wives, all of whom had smiling faces and competed with each other for beauty.
Ao Yuan's face was filled with a satisfied and happy smile, as if he was the happiest person in the world.
Inside the palace, there was a scene of joyful singing and dancing, the sounds of melodious music filling the air. Groups of palace maids, clad in light gauze, danced gracefully, like fairies descended from the heavens. Meanwhile, Ao Yuan's descendants played and frolicked nearby, their laughter and laughter overflowing.
However, this is just an illusory world, a beautiful dream constructed by Ao Yuan's deep-seated greed.
Rong Lin and Chu Chu walked into the palace, their eyes scanning their surroundings sharply. Ao Yuan recognized them, but had no intention of leaving. Instead, he smiled and waved at them, "You two, wouldn't it be nice to be with me? I see you're so in love, why don't you get married?"
Rong Lin frowned slightly when he heard this, but his tone remained calm: "Ao Yuan, wake up. This is just your fantasy and greed, not the real world. Come back with me, you have more important responsibilities and missions."
Ao Yuan seemed not to hear Rong Lin's words and was still immersed in his own world.
He pointed at his beautiful wives and playful children and grandchildren and said proudly, "Look, this is the life I want. Rich and powerful, with beautiful women by my side, and a large family. Why should I go back? What would I do there?"
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