The sky was dimly lit.
Deep within the Imperial Palace.
The Empress, who had a serious expression on her face, suddenly displayed a somewhat unnatural look.
She had just synchronized the memories of her mortal incarnation.
The One Qi Transforming Three Pure Ones technique was meant to create three incarnations that would synchronously share the memories of the original body.
Unlike ordinary incarnation techniques, in the case of the One Qi Transforming Three Pure Ones, all three incarnations were equal and had no primary or secondary status. Therefore, practicing this technique required the practitioner to manage three distinct memories at all times and differentiate the unique characteristics of each incarnation. Otherwise, it was easy to lose control and fall into demonic cultivation.
That was why, even within the Daoist Sect, only she with her Supreme Dao Body could master it.
Because her Supreme Dao Body allowed her to stagger the synchronization of memories over time, preventing chaos among the three sets of memories.
However, just now, memories from her mortal incarnation had actively synchronized with the memories of her other two incarnations.
Initially, when she saw the memories where the Holy Saint of the Demon Sect seemed to know her secret, there was a hint of nervousness on the Empress’s face. However, as she continued watching, her expression became increasingly odd.
When she saw her mortal incarnation almost getting married to the young man in the dream, she couldn’t hold it in any longer.
Even though she was a ruler of a nation, she had never encountered such a situation!
Fortunately, because she had spent a good amount of time wandering through the night market with the Holy Saint of the Demon Sect, the Red Dust Dreaming Art had finally been released at a critical moment.
But there was still one problem.
After the Red Dust Dreaming Art was released, the target wouldn’t immediately wake up; they would remain within the dream.
If that Holy Saint of the Demon Sect was still awake within the dream and could continue manipulating it, shouldn’t they have finished the wedding ceremony by now?
And what would happen next…
(No… it shouldn’t be a problem. Based on my interactions with him in the dream, he seems to be a gentleman for now. Besides, he doesn’t know how my mortal incarnation looks…)
Thinking like this, the Empress suddenly had a strange thought echoing in her mind, the cry of “wife” the young man had uttered just before the Red Dust Dreaming Art ended.
Who can really predict dreams?
In dreams, there are no rules, no psychological burdens… And since the young man had guessed that her mortal incarnation was her sister, would it be completely impossible for him to change the face behind the mask to that of his “sister” during the bridal chamber and candlelight moment?
She was quite confident in her appearance.
“Your Majesty?”
At this moment, the voice of Wutong, the Golden-Ranked member of the Six Gate Bureau, snapped the momentarily distracted young empress back to reality.
The Empress immediately shifted her thoughts away from the Holy Saint of the Demon Sect and looked towards the people standing in front of her.
They were all Nascent Soul cultivators who had participated in last night’s battle against the demons and the ascent to the ascending immortality lake.
Although Wutong wasn’t the highest in cultivation among them, as one of the trusted members of the Six Gate Bureau under the direct control of the Empress, she was the first to sense that something was amiss with her liege.
Under the gazes of everyone, the Empress gently shook her head:
“… Proceed with the results obtained from last night’s dealings with the demon race.”
Upon hearing the monarch’s words, the Nascent Soul cultivators visibly stiffened, each one responding, “We shall obey Your Majesty’s command!”
One by one, the Nascent Soul cultivators left after bidding their farewells, disappearing with instantaneous movement. As the hall was left with only herself, the Empress sighed softly.
The events of last night were ultimately just the beginning of something larger.
“The Immortal Nation is about to descend into chaos again…”
But at least now, those courtiers who had been incessantly urging her to find a consort should have other matters to worry about.
She lifted her hand slightly, as if she intended to remove the imperial crown from her head.
However, as she looked at the jade-white wrist that had slightly revealed itself from within her sleeve, and saw it bare without any adornments, she inexplicably became lost in thought.
For a long time, she lowered her hand.
(Perhaps what Wutong said earlier had some truth…)
…
Luo Wusheng woke up with a start.
Large drops of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and after sensing his true state, he breathed a slight sigh of relief.
After Miss Kirin’s Red Dust Dreaming Art ended, his dream didn’t come to an immediate end.
The dream blurred and then re-solidified.
However, this time, there was no longer anyone controlling the dream.
And so, he saw on the other end of the red silk thread, the girl unveiled herself from under the red veil.
Revealing the appearance of Little Yuli, not after any disguise, but her original breathtaking beauty.
Looking around, the onlookers, the familiar faces in front of mansions, had all transformed into the appearance of Miss Sword Fairy.
Then, the screen was filled with Little Yuli drawing her sword.
Swoosh—
The beautiful dream suddenly turned into a nightmare!
After fully awake, Luo Wusheng wiped away the cold sweat with his hand and sat up from the bed.
“Huh?”
He touched the thin blanket on his body and raised an eyebrow.
Well, judging from the aura, it shouldn’t be his junior sister and Little Yuli visiting his room in the middle of the night.
After a brief moment of thought, he quickly realized.
(I didn’t expect Yao Ji to actually take care of the people she was close to…)
In the original story, the demon empress never revealed this side of her.
Hmm… maybe this side will only show up after Little Yuli’s pursued her route?
So, doesn’t that mean he’s enjoying the treatment that would be given to the protagonist ahead of time?
Luo Wusheng was a bit pleasantly surprised, but then he thought that he had helped her so much, and they were old acquaintances as well. It wouldn’t be strange to have this level of favorability?
His consciousness entered the small delicate storage bag given to him by Yue Xuanji.
The little fox demon empress had fallen asleep again, but this time, she wasn’t sleeping on the zither. Instead, she was half-leaning against one corner of the ancient zither that she often used when she played music for him on the Red Blossom Pavilion, with her small head resting beside the Star-Moon Jade.
A smile appeared on Luo Wusheng’s face, as if the negative emotions brought by the nightmare had been completely healed.
Withdrawing his consciousness, he looked out the window.
The sun was already quite high, it wasn’t early anymore.
(Last night was really restless, it’s fine to have things happen while awake, but even dreams have to cause issues…)
“Huh?”
Just as he was about to lift the blanket, Luo Wusheng felt that something was off.
It seemed like there was something new in his body?
No, not seemed like, there was definitely something condensing in his dantian!
He quickly crossed his legs and sat down, using his consciousness to inspect his dantian.
He saw a faint starlight appearing around his perfectly round golden core, slowly revolving.
That starlight was revolving around his golden core.
With each rotation, an indescribable and mysterious power seemed to wrap around the starlight within him, making it more solid.
In the end, as if all those profound powers had been absorbed by this starlight, it suddenly solidified, transforming into a small seed that revolved around his golden core.
Luo Wusheng was stunned.
At this moment, he finally remembered what those mysterious powers were.
They were the human race’s fortune that had been suppressed alongside the little fox demon empress under the ascending immortality lake!
When they broke the seal back then, those fortunes that seemed to have no way out ended up entering his body.
But he didn’t have a method to refine this fortune. Even though they were in his body, he couldn’t sense them, and they would gradually dissipate back into the world after some time.
Yet now, with the help of that faint starlight, these fortunes had completely solidified within his dantian, turning into that small seed.
What was that starlight?
Luo Wusheng quickly understood.
Looking at the faintly emerging dragon pattern on the small seed, it was as if he realized something.
(..The Dragon Fortune…)
The sky was dimly lit.
Deep within the Imperial Palace.
The Empress, who had a serious expression on her face, suddenly displayed a somewhat unnatural look.
She had just synchronized the memories of her mortal incarnation.
The One Qi Transforming Three Pure Ones technique was meant to create three incarnations that would synchronously share the memories of the original body.
Unlike ordinary incarnation techniques, in the case of the One Qi Transforming Three Pure Ones, all three incarnations were equal and had no primary or secondary status. Therefore, practicing this technique required the practitioner to manage three distinct memories at all times and differentiate the unique characteristics of each incarnation. Otherwise, it was easy to lose control and fall into demonic cultivation.
That was why, even within the Daoist Sect, only she with her Supreme Dao Body could master it.
Because her Supreme Dao Body allowed her to stagger the synchronization of memories over time, preventing chaos among the three sets of memories.
However, just now, memories from her mortal incarnation had actively synchronized with the memories of her other two incarnations.
Initially, when she saw the memories where the Holy Saint of the Demon Sect seemed to know her secret, there was a hint of nervousness on the Empress’s face. However, as she continued watching, her expression became increasingly odd.
When she saw her mortal incarnation almost getting married to the young man in the dream, she couldn’t hold it in any longer.
Even though she was a ruler of a nation, she had never encountered such a situation!
Fortunately, because she had spent a good amount of time wandering through the night market with the Holy Saint of the Demon Sect, the Red Dust Dreaming Art had finally been released at a critical moment.
But there was still one problem.
After the Red Dust Dreaming Art was released, the target wouldn’t immediately wake up; they would remain within the dream.
If that Holy Saint of the Demon Sect was still awake within the dream and could continue manipulating it, shouldn’t they have finished the wedding ceremony by now?
And what would happen next…
(No… it shouldn’t be a problem. Based on my interactions with him in the dream, he seems to be a gentleman for now. Besides, he doesn’t know how my mortal incarnation looks…)
Thinking like this, the Empress suddenly had a strange thought echoing in her mind, the cry of “wife” the young man had uttered just before the Red Dust Dreaming Art ended.
Who can really predict dreams?
In dreams, there are no rules, no psychological burdens… And since the young man had guessed that her mortal incarnation was her sister, would it be completely impossible for him to change the face behind the mask to that of his “sister” during the bridal chamber and candlelight moment?
She was quite confident in her appearance.
“Your Majesty?”
At this moment, the voice of Wutong, the Golden-Ranked member of the Six Gate Bureau, snapped the momentarily distracted young empress back to reality.
The Empress immediately shifted her thoughts away from the Holy Saint of the Demon Sect and looked towards the people standing in front of her.
They were all Nascent Soul cultivators who had participated in last night’s battle against the demons and the ascent to the ascending immortality lake.
Although Wutong wasn’t the highest in cultivation among them, as one of the trusted members of the Six Gate Bureau under the direct control of the Empress, she was the first to sense that something was amiss with her liege.
Under the gazes of everyone, the Empress gently shook her head:
“… Proceed with the results obtained from last night’s dealings with the demon race.”
Upon hearing the monarch’s words, the Nascent Soul cultivators visibly stiffened, each one responding, “We shall obey Your Majesty’s command!”
One by one, the Nascent Soul cultivators left after bidding their farewells, disappearing with instantaneous movement. As the hall was left with only herself, the Empress sighed softly.
The events of last night were ultimately just the beginning of something larger.
“The Immortal Nation is about to descend into chaos again…”
But at least now, those courtiers who had been incessantly urging her to find a consort should have other matters to worry about.
She lifted her hand slightly, as if she intended to remove the imperial crown from her head.
However, as she looked at the jade-white wrist that had slightly revealed itself from within her sleeve, and saw it bare without any adornments, she inexplicably became lost in thought.
For a long time, she lowered her hand.
(Perhaps what Wutong said earlier had some truth…)
…
Luo Wusheng woke up with a start.
Large drops of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and after sensing his true state, he breathed a slight sigh of relief.
After Miss Kirin’s Red Dust Dreaming Art ended, his dream didn’t come to an immediate end.
The dream blurred and then re-solidified.
However, this time, there was no longer anyone controlling the dream.
And so, he saw on the other end of the red silk thread, the girl unveiled herself from under the red veil.
Revealing the appearance of Little Yuli, not after any disguise, but her original breathtaking beauty.
Looking around, the onlookers, the familiar faces in front of mansions, had all transformed into the appearance of Miss Sword Fairy.
Then, the screen was filled with Little Yuli drawing her sword.
Swoosh—
The beautiful dream suddenly turned into a nightmare!
After fully awake, Luo Wusheng wiped away the cold sweat with his hand and sat up from the bed.
“Huh?”
He touched the thin blanket on his body and raised an eyebrow.
Well, judging from the aura, it shouldn’t be his junior sister and Little Yuli visiting his room in the middle of the night.
After a brief moment of thought, he quickly realized.
(I didn’t expect Yao Ji to actually take care of the people she was close to…)
In the original story, the demon empress never revealed this side of her.
Hmm… maybe this side will only show up after Little Yuli’s pursued her route?
So, doesn’t that mean he’s enjoying the treatment that would be given to the protagonist ahead of time?
Luo Wusheng was a bit pleasantly surprised, but then he thought that he had helped her so much, and they were old acquaintances as well. It wouldn’t be strange to have this level of favorability?
His consciousness entered the small delicate storage bag given to him by Yue Xuanji.
The little fox demon empress had fallen asleep again, but this time, she wasn’t sleeping on the zither. Instead, she was half-leaning against one corner of the ancient zither that she often used when she played music for him on the Red Blossom Pavilion, with her small head resting beside the Star-Moon Jade.
A smile appeared on Luo Wusheng’s face, as if the negative emotions brought by the nightmare had been completely healed.
Withdrawing his consciousness, he looked out the window.
The sun was already quite high, it wasn’t early anymore.
(Last night was really restless, it’s fine to have things happen while awake, but even dreams have to cause issues…)
“Huh?”
Just as he was about to lift the blanket, Luo Wusheng felt that something was off.
It seemed like there was something new in his body?
No, not seemed like, there was definitely something condensing in his dantian!
He quickly crossed his legs and sat down, using his consciousness to inspect his dantian.
He saw a faint starlight appearing around his perfectly round golden core, slowly revolving.
That starlight was revolving around his golden core.
With each rotation, an indescribable and mysterious power seemed to wrap around the starlight within him, making it more solid.
In the end, as if all those profound powers had been absorbed by this starlight, it suddenly solidified, transforming into a small seed that revolved around his golden core.
Luo Wusheng was stunned.
At this moment, he finally remembered what those mysterious powers were.
They were the human race’s fortune that had been suppressed alongside the little fox demon empress under the ascending immortality lake!
When they broke the seal back then, those fortunes that seemed to have no way out ended up entering his body.
But he didn’t have a method to refine this fortune. Even though they were in his body, he couldn’t sense them, and they would gradually dissipate back into the world after some time.
Yet now, with the help of that faint starlight, these fortunes had completely solidified within his dantian, turning into that small seed.
What was that starlight?
Luo Wusheng quickly understood.
Looking at the faintly emerging dragon pattern on the small seed, it was as if he realized something.
(..The Dragon Fortune…)
