At the moment when he saw Miss Kirin, Luo Wusheng’s self-awareness finally became somewhat clear.
With his mental cultivation, he could indeed find some self-awareness in his dreams and realize that he was dreaming.
However, this bit of self-awareness couldn’t change the course of the dream, and he couldn’t achieve the lucid dreaming state he had longed for.
After all, if he could do whatever he wanted in his dreams, he wouldn’t have been interrupted when he dreamt of his junior sister before.
He didn’t think it was because he hadn’t installed the right data package.
Looking at the clear and cold Miss Kirin in front of him, who seemed as real as can be, Luo Wusheng realized that he was dreaming and absentmindedly stroked his chin.
Was this the power of “thinking is dreaming”?
He was just pondering whether Miss Kirin was the mortal incarnation of the Immortal Nation Empress who travels freely in the mortal world, and now he happened to dream about her.
But after all, it was just a dream, and the Miss Kirin in front of him was merely an image formed by his subconscious memories. Her actions were probably based on his impression of her character.
(Hmm… She hasn’t said anything yet…)
Did this mean that the Miss Kirin in his subconscious was actually a quiet and introverted person?
It seemed to be true.
After all, they had always talked about serious matters, and her responses were always calm.
But was it appropriate for her to be like this in a dream?
Luo Wusheng couldn’t help but think of the time when he was not familiar with Little Yuli, and they used to stare at each other on the boat.
Back then, Little Yuli was in disguise, and now the dream’s Miss Kirin was wearing a mask.
No, why should he be the only one showing his true appearance? It felt a bit unfair.
With this thought in mind, Luo Wusheng’s hand began to act a bit mischievously.
“…What are you doing?”
The Miss Kirin in the dream took a step back, her gaze under the mask showing a vigilant look at the certain Demon Sect Holy Saint who dared to reach for her face.
Luo Wusheng’s outstretched hand hesitated in mid-air, and he looked a bit embarrassed.
Indeed, in a dream, the other person was created based on his subconscious, and this action was probably the result of his own suggestions.
Yeah, it might be somewhat exaggerated… Just like the alluring junior sister and the intimidating Little Yuli in previous dreams.
After a moment of contemplation, he retracted his hand.
Although he couldn’t take off her mask, it was a bit regrettable. He had no way of knowing which face he had subconsciously assigned to her under the mask.
The most likely possibility was the Empress, but he hadn’t really seen the true appearance of the young Empress tonight… So, it was not impossible that another face might appear.
On the other hand, the dream’s Miss Kirin’s reaction did seem to match her real personality.
(How about trying to follow the storyline and see what happens?)
With this decision, he cleared his throat.
“Cough, I’m just curious about what face Miss Kirin has under the mask…”
Since it was his dream, he spoke in a more relaxed tone.
“Miss?” Miss Kirin seemed to have some reaction to this address. As Luo Wusheng had expected, she wasn’t too concerned about the issue of addressing. Instead, she asked, after touching her mask, “Why do you care about my appearance?”
Her gaze was fixed on Luo Wusheng, and her question carried a palpable pressure.
(So, the dream’s Miss Kirin has a specialization in exerting pressure? Is it because of tonight’s suspicion in the small forest?)
Luo Wusheng speculated, but looking at the current appearance of Miss Kirin, he suddenly had a bold idea.
“Why do I care?” A gentle smile appeared on his face. “Naturally, it’s because I admire you a lot.”
Alright, let’s see what happens to the Miss Kirin who is born from my subconscious upon hearing such words!
“Lord Luo, please don’t joke around,” Miss Kirin’s voice was cold, as if she didn’t believe him, but she seemed to be pondering something.
(As I expected, her reaction is quite similar to what I imagined.)
Luo Wusheng muttered to himself but shook his head with a smile.
He took a few steps forward, leaving only one step away from the dream’s Miss Kirin.
Since he wanted excitement, he decided to go all out.
After all, it was just a dream, and he didn’t have to worry about any character collapse.
If he had just been playful before, now he felt genuinely interested.
With this thought in mind, Luo Wusheng let go of the last bit of psychological burden he had.
Then, a jade appeared naturally in his hand.
Miss Kirin’s gaze, which had been skeptical and guarded, subconsciously focused on the jade.
The jade was as bright as moonlight, with three stars shining in the center, complementing each other beautifully.
“This object is called Star-Moon Jade. I put in a lot of effort to obtain moonlight spirit liquid and the essence of various stars from the ancient heavenly gate… Hm, there’s probably only one in this world…”
“I want to give it to you.”
…….
Miss Kirin felt that her brain couldn’t process the scene unfolding before her.
She was currently inside the dream of a certain disciple from the Demon Sect.
Entering someone’s dream was one of her hidden techniques, “Red Dust Dreaming Art.” If it weren’t for her strong suspicion that Luo Wusheng knew her greatest secret, she wouldn’t have used this technique, which she rarely employed.
Because if this secret technique were discovered, there would also be a risk of her greatest secret being exposed.
However, as long as it wasn’t found out, there wouldn’t be any problems.
With this thought in mind, she infiltrated the dream of the Demon Sect Holy Saint before her.
Dreams were projections from deep within a person’s heart.
Especially under the influence of her secret technique, even those of the same cultivation realm would find it difficult to stay lucid in the dream. They would unconsciously act according to their subconscious.
But now…
She saw a certain disciple of the Demon Sect gently snap his fingers, and a jade bracelet took form between his palms. While she was still stunned, he put the Star-Moon Jade bracelet on her wrist.
“The star and the moon are cold, but it suits your temperament perfectly… As I expected, there may be only one Star-Moon Jade in this world, and perhaps only you are worthy of it.”
The Holy Saint’s words were gentle, and a slightly captivating smile appeared on his handsome face.
Miss Kirin’s heart was unusually unsettled.
Although she considered herself experienced and well-traveled, she had never encountered a situation like this.
Earlier, when she heard Luo Wusheng suddenly say that he admired her, she thought it might be the dream’s initial phase, and he was still in a hazy and shallow state, subconsciously not letting his true feelings show. So, she shifted her attention.
After all, he was that mysterious and unpredictable Holy Saint of the Demon Sect, so it was normal for him to have strong mental defenses.
But now…
This appearance didn’t seem like the conscious Holy Saint of the Demon Sect she knew.
Could it be that he really meant what he said, that he liked her?
But they had only interacted a few times, and he didn’t even know her true appearance behind the mask, her true identity…
Wait, did he really not know?
Suddenly, she remembered the scene when he initially tried to take off her mask, as well as the look in his eyes tonight that seemed to have seen through her secrets. Miss Kirin’s mind thought of the true purpose of her visit tonight.
Touching the jade bracelet on her wrist, she looked at the Holy Saint before her.
“…Do you know who I am?”
At the moment when he saw Miss Kirin, Luo Wusheng’s self-awareness finally became somewhat clear.
With his mental cultivation, he could indeed find some self-awareness in his dreams and realize that he was dreaming.
However, this bit of self-awareness couldn’t change the course of the dream, and he couldn’t achieve the lucid dreaming state he had longed for.
After all, if he could do whatever he wanted in his dreams, he wouldn’t have been interrupted when he dreamt of his junior sister before.
He didn’t think it was because he hadn’t installed the right data package.
Looking at the clear and cold Miss Kirin in front of him, who seemed as real as can be, Luo Wusheng realized that he was dreaming and absentmindedly stroked his chin.
Was this the power of “thinking is dreaming”?
He was just pondering whether Miss Kirin was the mortal incarnation of the Immortal Nation Empress who travels freely in the mortal world, and now he happened to dream about her.
But after all, it was just a dream, and the Miss Kirin in front of him was merely an image formed by his subconscious memories. Her actions were probably based on his impression of her character.
(Hmm… She hasn’t said anything yet…)
Did this mean that the Miss Kirin in his subconscious was actually a quiet and introverted person?
It seemed to be true.
After all, they had always talked about serious matters, and her responses were always calm.
But was it appropriate for her to be like this in a dream?
Luo Wusheng couldn’t help but think of the time when he was not familiar with Little Yuli, and they used to stare at each other on the boat.
Back then, Little Yuli was in disguise, and now the dream’s Miss Kirin was wearing a mask.
No, why should he be the only one showing his true appearance? It felt a bit unfair.
With this thought in mind, Luo Wusheng’s hand began to act a bit mischievously.
“…What are you doing?”
The Miss Kirin in the dream took a step back, her gaze under the mask showing a vigilant look at the certain Demon Sect Holy Saint who dared to reach for her face.
Luo Wusheng’s outstretched hand hesitated in mid-air, and he looked a bit embarrassed.
Indeed, in a dream, the other person was created based on his subconscious, and this action was probably the result of his own suggestions.
Yeah, it might be somewhat exaggerated… Just like the alluring junior sister and the intimidating Little Yuli in previous dreams.
After a moment of contemplation, he retracted his hand.
Although he couldn’t take off her mask, it was a bit regrettable. He had no way of knowing which face he had subconsciously assigned to her under the mask.
The most likely possibility was the Empress, but he hadn’t really seen the true appearance of the young Empress tonight… So, it was not impossible that another face might appear.
On the other hand, the dream’s Miss Kirin’s reaction did seem to match her real personality.
(How about trying to follow the storyline and see what happens?)
With this decision, he cleared his throat.
“Cough, I’m just curious about what face Miss Kirin has under the mask…”
Since it was his dream, he spoke in a more relaxed tone.
“Miss?” Miss Kirin seemed to have some reaction to this address. As Luo Wusheng had expected, she wasn’t too concerned about the issue of addressing. Instead, she asked, after touching her mask, “Why do you care about my appearance?”
Her gaze was fixed on Luo Wusheng, and her question carried a palpable pressure.
(So, the dream’s Miss Kirin has a specialization in exerting pressure? Is it because of tonight’s suspicion in the small forest?)
Luo Wusheng speculated, but looking at the current appearance of Miss Kirin, he suddenly had a bold idea.
“Why do I care?” A gentle smile appeared on his face. “Naturally, it’s because I admire you a lot.”
Alright, let’s see what happens to the Miss Kirin who is born from my subconscious upon hearing such words!
“Lord Luo, please don’t joke around,” Miss Kirin’s voice was cold, as if she didn’t believe him, but she seemed to be pondering something.
(As I expected, her reaction is quite similar to what I imagined.)
Luo Wusheng muttered to himself but shook his head with a smile.
He took a few steps forward, leaving only one step away from the dream’s Miss Kirin.
Since he wanted excitement, he decided to go all out.
After all, it was just a dream, and he didn’t have to worry about any character collapse.
If he had just been playful before, now he felt genuinely interested.
With this thought in mind, Luo Wusheng let go of the last bit of psychological burden he had.
Then, a jade appeared naturally in his hand.
Miss Kirin’s gaze, which had been skeptical and guarded, subconsciously focused on the jade.
The jade was as bright as moonlight, with three stars shining in the center, complementing each other beautifully.
“This object is called Star-Moon Jade. I put in a lot of effort to obtain moonlight spirit liquid and the essence of various stars from the ancient heavenly gate… Hm, there’s probably only one in this world…”
“I want to give it to you.”
…….
Miss Kirin felt that her brain couldn’t process the scene unfolding before her.
She was currently inside the dream of a certain disciple from the Demon Sect.
Entering someone’s dream was one of her hidden techniques, “Red Dust Dreaming Art.” If it weren’t for her strong suspicion that Luo Wusheng knew her greatest secret, she wouldn’t have used this technique, which she rarely employed.
Because if this secret technique were discovered, there would also be a risk of her greatest secret being exposed.
However, as long as it wasn’t found out, there wouldn’t be any problems.
With this thought in mind, she infiltrated the dream of the Demon Sect Holy Saint before her.
Dreams were projections from deep within a person’s heart.
Especially under the influence of her secret technique, even those of the same cultivation realm would find it difficult to stay lucid in the dream. They would unconsciously act according to their subconscious.
But now…
She saw a certain disciple of the Demon Sect gently snap his fingers, and a jade bracelet took form between his palms. While she was still stunned, he put the Star-Moon Jade bracelet on her wrist.
“The star and the moon are cold, but it suits your temperament perfectly… As I expected, there may be only one Star-Moon Jade in this world, and perhaps only you are worthy of it.”
The Holy Saint’s words were gentle, and a slightly captivating smile appeared on his handsome face.
Miss Kirin’s heart was unusually unsettled.
Although she considered herself experienced and well-traveled, she had never encountered a situation like this.
Earlier, when she heard Luo Wusheng suddenly say that he admired her, she thought it might be the dream’s initial phase, and he was still in a hazy and shallow state, subconsciously not letting his true feelings show. So, she shifted her attention.
After all, he was that mysterious and unpredictable Holy Saint of the Demon Sect, so it was normal for him to have strong mental defenses.
But now…
This appearance didn’t seem like the conscious Holy Saint of the Demon Sect she knew.
Could it be that he really meant what he said, that he liked her?
But they had only interacted a few times, and he didn’t even know her true appearance behind the mask, her true identity…
Wait, did he really not know?
Suddenly, she remembered the scene when he initially tried to take off her mask, as well as the look in his eyes tonight that seemed to have seen through her secrets. Miss Kirin’s mind thought of the true purpose of her visit tonight.
Touching the jade bracelet on her wrist, she looked at the Holy Saint before her.
“…Do you know who I am?”
