gold.
The whole world is gold.
But it wasn't just gold; multicolored gems flowed down the golden mountain like rivers.
Under the illumination of the giant pearl in the sky, the whole world shimmered with dazzling light.
The whole world can be summed up in four words.
Magnificent and splendid.
"Such a world is truly... enviable."
Ning Feng considers himself to be someone who doesn't love money; he has absolutely no interest in it.
But at this moment, tempted by these illusory riches, he felt himself wavering.
Even someone as resolute as Ning Feng was affected by this dream.
"It really does fit the dragon's dream."
Dragons are creatures.
It's all Ariana's fault for misleading Ning Feng, causing him to overlook the most famous characteristic of the dragon bloodline.
Greedy.
In legends, dragons are said to abduct princesses, rob kingdoms, and even plunder weaker dragons.
What are they for?
Is it love?
Believe it or not, some of them actually are.
But more often than not, it's about money.
Trade princesses and kingdoms for vast sums of money, and obtain glittering treasures from the lairs of other dragons.
Even dragons, who tend to favor the benevolent, are not immune to this wicked nature.
Ning Feng, however, completely overlooked this point due to the misleading influence of some scoundrels.
"You actually misled me with your words? You are truly guilty of a heinous crime."
Looking down, Ning Feng sensed the steady breathing in the shadow and even faintly heard a soft laugh.
"Heh, go to sleep, go to sleep."
As Ning Feng walked through his dreams more and more, he became more and more familiar with and accustomed to this situation.
There's no need for Ariana to know anymore; she knows what to do herself.
He raised his hand and gently pushed it up on the bridge of his nose, as if a pair of frameless gold-rimmed glasses had appeared out of thin air.
To create something out of thin air.
This is the world of dreams, which should belong to the dream's owner and shouldn't be so easily controlled by him.
But coincidentally, Ning Feng is not only a half-succubus, but also half the master of this dream.
What?
You're saying I only own half a share, so I can't have a controlling stake?
No, I refuse.
If I own half a percent, doesn't that mean I own half of the shares?
You call this excessive?
Sorry, we're calling this "aid".
"Okay, let's leave it at that. Change into an outfit that suits you now."
Ning Feng's current appearance is drastically different from his usual one.
Her clothes changed into a dark, gorgeous gown, allowing the succubus's tail to slip out from under the fabric.
He wore a tall top hat to cover his horns, and carried a scepter in his gloved hand.
He no longer resembled a warrior of the Watchers, nor a swordsman in the Inquisition, but rather a nobleman with a wealthy background.
"So, Sleeping Beauty, where are you?"
Blinking, Ning Feng took out a pocket watch from his pocket and gently let it hang down by the watch chain.
The pocket watch kept shaking until it finally stopped in one direction.
Is it there?
Having chosen his direction, Ning Feng casually tossed aside his pocket watch, letting it dissolve into countless treasures, and slowly walked away, leaning on his scepter.
His steps were steady and not hurried.
Time in the dream world varies depending on the depth of the dream.
The deeper you sink into the world of dreams, the slower time seems to flow.
Based on Ning Feng's current sensation, the flow rate is approximately one to ten.
Ten days in the dream world are equivalent to one day in the outside world.
Ning Feng was not in a hurry.
As he walked along the straight road, a towering peak appeared before him, blocking his path.
Should we take a different route?
No.
Ning Feng did not change his course.
They continued to walk silently.
Without avoiding anything, mountains of gold, silver, and jewels silently parted before him, making way for him.
He walked among mountains made of gold and silver.
It was as if I were walking in his country.
Ning Feng's expression remained unchanged, as if he had not noticed anything.
He felt a sense of familiarity.
I must have walked like this at some point in my life.
"That familiar feeling again..."
Savoring this feeling, Ning Feng suppressed his doubts and continued walking.
The closer he got, the calmer Ning Feng's expression became.
The dream is deepening.
He walked.
Time passes.
Finally, he saw a different landscape amidst endless wealth.
A castle.
A castle of unparalleled magnificence, made entirely of treasure.
Cross the stone path studded with diamonds, pass through the boardwalk built of gold, and walk along the corridor decorated with pure gemstones.
He crossed the main hall, passed through the magnificent council chamber, and finally arrived at the throne room.
There was no one there.
"Isn't it here?"
Somewhat surprised, Ning Feng thought for a moment and then continued walking.
The scenery has changed.
The castle was the end of the treasure trove, but the scene changed afterward.
Fresh blood.
White bones.
It's as if the people who should have been living in the castle finally have a place to go.
They became part of the decorations here.
Ning Feng has never been to hell.
But he felt that this place was probably not much different from the scene in hell.
Instead of covering his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, he took a deep breath.
ha……
"Is this really just her dream?"
This doubt appeared but quickly disappeared.
He didn't want to think about it anymore.
It's a bit too late to quit now.
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