As Yin Ming's figure vanished into the void once more, the red-clad figure on the soft couch remained silent, not opening her eyes.
Yin Ming endured the churning pain within his body, lowered his body, and stared intently at that perfect face. He saw that the other person's sleeping face was peaceful and beautiful, as if they were still fast asleep.
Yin Ming couldn't help but feel a little empty, thinking that those eyes were most beautiful when they looked at him, with such a focused expression that was particularly captivating.
But we can't see it now.
But the next second he felt relieved. Hahaha, he wasn't actually that dependent on it. Watching it less for a while wouldn't kill him. He really didn't like watching it that much.
Hmm... okay, I can tolerate watching it for a little while longer.
I can't stand not seeing it.
So, when exactly will Lingyao wake up?
Yin Ming sat down by the bed, bored, staring blankly at Ling Yao's face, while secretly wondering about the possible reasons.
After a moment, he managed to find an answer that could convince himself—
Usually, Lingyao would be sent out of the dream illusion and wake up in reality either by accidentally touching Yinming or by the effects of the Drunken Dream dissipating.
This time, it was Yin Ming who actively touched Ling Yao, not Ling Yao herself who violated the rules of the dream illusion. This may have caused some of the mechanisms to not be triggered, so although Ling Yao's consciousness was forcibly returned to its cage, it was unable to wake up normally.
To give a somewhat inappropriate example, it's like a movie that's supposed to run for two hours. To end it, either the audience needs to leave early, or they have to wait for it to finish playing automatically.
However, due to network issues, a segment of the video was lost during transmission, but the movie's runtime was not shortened. Because of the network problem, viewers cannot exit the viewing early, resulting in the current situation—viewers are forced to continue watching the blank screen.
This is the most logical possibility that Yin Ming can guess.
But if that's the case, then wouldn't he only wake up after he's completely exhausted from his drunken stupor within Lingyao's body?
Yin Ming silently counted on his fingers, somewhat troubled. Ling Yao had drunk this jar of "Drunken Life, Dreamy Death" three days ago...
Does that mean it will take him another half a day to wake up?
Ugh, this is really annoying.
Sigh, he acted impulsively just now. What can he do to pass the time?
Yin Ming recalled that Ling Yao was in the same state when he was hit by the Soul-Locking Palm. Could it be that he can hear the sounds of reality now, but just can't wake up?
Thinking of this, Yin Ming immediately leaned forward and whispered in his ear, "Ayao? Can you hear me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Ming slapped his forehead in frustration.
I almost forgot that in reality he was just a spirit, one that transcended the three dimensions. Even if Lingyao could hear voices, he wouldn't hear his calls.
Yin Ming pursed his lips, feeling even more annoyed.
Just then, a series of unhurried footsteps suddenly came from the courtyard.
Yin Ming peered through the crack in the door, and his blood seemed to freeze for a moment, a familiar pain shooting through his head.
It's that man in white!
Yin Ming frowned slightly. Was he finally going to make a move?
The man in white seemed to notice Yin Ming's gaze. He looked up and met Yin Ming's eyes. His face, which was exactly the same as Ling Yao's, was now filled with a strange smile. The moment he pushed the door open, his facial features suddenly twisted and turned into another face that looked somewhat familiar.
Yin Ming stared in astonishment at his sudden transformation, frantically searching his memory before finally equating the face with a name—
Grand Elder of the Demonic Sect, Ling Geng!
The white-robed man, who was actually the elder, ignored Yin Ming and stood in front of the door, saying respectfully, "This subordinate has come to bring wine to the young master."
After a long silence, the man in white seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. He waved his hand to add a barrier in front of Lingyao's bed, then brushed off non-existent dust from his body and glanced at Yin Ming with a leisurely air.
"You saw it all, didn't you?"
Yin Ming watched his actions quietly, thinking to himself that this kid was really careful. He hadn't even tried to find out what was going on, and to prevent Ling Yao from pretending to be asleep, he had even added a barrier to eliminate the possibility of someone overhearing.
So powerful yet so cautious, they're definitely a tough enemy to deal with.
His gaze shifted to the impregnable barrier, and Yin Ming's eyes darkened.
The barrier set up by a tenth-realm cultivator is something that even the male protagonist, Ling Yao, probably can't break through for the time being.
Even the protagonist's aura is powerful, but it must temporarily step back in the face of absolute strength.
It's alright, Yin Ming believes that once Ling Yao advances to the tenth realm, he will definitely avenge him, and then it will be the white-robed man's turn to suffer.
Although he was wary of the white-clad man's strength, Yin Ming had already decided to give up entirely.
Since he was going to die sooner or later, he would never show the slightest fear, lest he needlessly embolden others and become a laughingstock.
"I've seen a lot. Which aspect are you referring to?" Yin Ming raised an eyebrow and asked in return.
He wanted to see what the man in white, who was so heavily guarded against Ling Yao, was trying to say to him.
Perhaps his somewhat unruly attitude surprised the man in white, for the man in white curled his lips into a mocking smile and said meaningfully, "I hope you can always be this tough."
He walked to Lingyao's bedside, his eyes revealing a complex emotion that Yin Ming couldn't understand.
But it's clear that he has special feelings for Lingyao.
Upon seeing this, Yin Ming felt a jolt in his mind, and the tearing pain in his brain intensified, causing his face to turn deathly pale instantly.
The man in white didn't seem to care about Yin Ming's somewhat unpleasant expression. He simply lowered his eyes and said in a cold tone:
"I'm referring, of course, to the suffering you've brought him. Haven't you realized it yet? Your presence only causes him pain."
The roaring in his head made his temples throb. Yin Ming rubbed his temples and forced himself to stay awake, disagreeing, "That statement is far too one-sided."
He did do some bad things to Lingyao, but their memories weren't all painful.
“I know I have wronged him, but as long as he is still willing to give me a chance, I will spend the rest of my life making it up to him.”
The man in white scoffed as if he'd heard the biggest joke in the world, "You've committed so many sins, how do you expect to make amends? And how could you possibly make amends?"
The man in white abruptly changed the subject, his tone turning sinister, "You've wronged him for so long, causing him to be depressed for you every day. How long do you intend to keep bothering him?"
"Without you, he would have been such a shining person!"
As if he had found an outlet, the man in white spoke rapidly and relentlessly, bombarding Yin Ming with his words.
"You should have known your fate long ago, right? You should have died long ago when he was reborn. I don't deny that you are very resourceful, managing to survive until now. Seeing you struggling to live, I was originally planning to let you go for his sake."
"For this, I went so far as to send out my clone to create a fantasy world exclusively for you. What more could you possibly want?"
"You were never born into this world, so what difference does reality or illusion make to you? Besides, I'm letting you return to the world you know; shouldn't you be more grateful to me?"
"Even if you wanted to see him again, my clone fulfilled your wish in the illusion. But why are you still not satisfied? Why do you still want to hinder his progress?!"
The man in white glanced coldly at Yin Ming. "I don't know what kind of spell you cast on him that made him kill my clone for you."
"However, this incident has made me realize that no matter what I do, it's useless. As long as you are still alive in this world, he will only have eyes for you and no room for anyone else."
"I will not allow him to continue to be so timid and indecisive, so you must die!"
Thinking of something, the man in white suddenly smiled. With a flick of his sleeve, a beam of white light instantly entered Yin Ming's brow.
"I have lifted the last seal within you. You should remember who I am now."
"How does despair feel? Do you still believe you have a chance to turn things around?"
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