In the elegantly adorned chamber, Gongsun Qingyue's eyes widened, a sense of ethereal fragmentation echoed in her consciousness, and an intangible palpitation emerged at the core of her heart.

Her Dao Fruit had achieved Perfection.

Clouds dispersed and the rain cleared, Jiang Li exhaled softly, a sense of contentment upon him, and leaned back to relax.

As for Gongsun Qingyue, she had already fallen into a deep sleep beside him.

The battle had not lasted for three days and nights, and Gongsun Qingyue's physique was far inferior to Gongsun Yuanxi's, but the sensation of merging with a loved one had given Jiang Li an immense sense of satisfaction.

His gaze wandered subconsciously around the room, the decor mainly in moon-white and jade-white caught his eye; being here felt like being in Guanghan Palace, with a faint chill in the air, calming his mental state. However, whenever he remembered who the owner of this bedroom was, the calmness would vanish, replaced by intense fervor.

The cold environment actually had the opposite effect.

And it was not just Jiang Li, Gongsun Qingyue too was quite proactive, pushing herself with a cultivator's physique from hardship to sweetness, then fighting until exhausted.

"It's a bit difficult to pretend to be ignorant now," he thought.

Jiang Li helplessly touched his forehead.

His senior sister was getting sharper, though still a paper tiger, she was nonetheless a tiger, full of offensive power, even though her defenses were weak; Jiang Li might not even be able to deceive her.

As for the other person, that was even more significant.

Previously, Jiang Li had used the advantage of information disparity to guide her step by step; now, his advantage was almost caught up, and that layer of disguise was about to be peeled off. What would happen next was hard to say.

So, should he advance, or retreat?

Continue pretending ignorance, or start to suspect and investigate, or perhaps...

Take the initiative.

Having reached this point, Jiang Li was incredibly cautious, meticulously planning every step as if treading on thin ice, fearing that all his efforts would be in vain.

"What should I do?"

Jiang Li felt somewhat headache.

Amidst racking his brain, Jiang Li unknowingly fell asleep.

"Boom!"

Thunder roared, jolting Jiang Li awake from his sleep.

He suddenly opened his eyes to pitch darkness, blind to his surroundings, as if affected by Yuan Zhen's Xiyi Sword Skill, with both his hearing and vision drastically impaired.

This was undeniably impossible, for the current Jiang Li, even if Yuan Zhen were resurrected, his Xiyi Sword Skill could not obscure Jiang Li's perception.

Ever since cultivating the Qi Body Origin, Jiang Li's essence, Qi, and spirit were unified, his physical body and spirit intertwined, elevating his perception ability to a new realm, theoretically unobstructable.

Unless...

"This isn't reality, is it?"

Jiang Li's mind was clear, already sensing the anomaly.

Although he could still mobilize his blood and Qi, in reality, this sensation was illusory and unreal; Jiang Li's physical body wasn't actually here. The divine skill "Carefree Travel" allowed him to confirm the situation with precision.

He was, it seemed, in the midst of a dream.

And now, he should be in a cave, feeling a chilly draft from below and the touch of rocks, with thunder roaring outside and moisture from the rain entering the cave with the wind.

The familiar sensation, the familiar environment, made Jiang Li instantly recall an indelible experience in his memory.

Three days and nights...

He could feel his body adorned with Dragon Scales, his legs merged into a serpent tail, followed by a sudden warm jade-like touch.

If he remembered correctly, what should come next was—

"Let it be just a dream."

The murmuring voice drifted into his ears, then, Jiang Li's consciousness began to boil.

He relived that deep memory once again, time forgotten, only an endless madness continuing.

Jiang Li felt his nose tickle, as if something was brushing against his face; his nostrils twitched, and a sneeze was about to come.

"Achoo—"

Jiang Li opened his eyes again.

What he saw was no longer darkness, but the familiar white decor he had grown accustomed to.

And by his side, Gongsun Qingyue, like the women from ancient dramas, teased Jiang Li with her locks upon waking.

"Awake?"

With a mischievous smile, his senior sister said, "For someone supposedly much stronger than me, and a man no less, you can sleep more than this little lady. Junior brother, are you exhausted?"

"I—"

Jiang Li was about to retort, to show her that men are capable too.

But as he started to sit up, a feeling of unreal weakness washed over him, and he felt utterly disinterested, as if he was in a listless Sage State.

Well, perhaps he truly wasn't up to par right now.

"Three days and nights, again three days and nights."

In the dream, Jiang Li revisited old memories, everything so vivid that even though his body was full of energy now, his mind felt utterly bland.

Even the sensation of emptiness felt like a nightmare, as if entwining around Jiang Li, making him subconsciously hold his waist.

It was clearly a dream, yet it gave feedback like reality, and in the dream, time stretched by tens, allowing Jiang Li to spend three wild days and nights.

Undoubtedly, he had been schemed against.

"I need to check what time it is now."

Jiang Li resumed his earlier statement, starting to calculate the time, "The Sect still needs me to oversee matters, and Yaoguang Hall needs me to preside; at such times, truly, not a moment is left to chance."

He looked busy, about to get up and go.

Watching him, Gongsun Qingyue couldn't help but wear a triumphant smile.

Thinking he could balance two relationships at once.

"Heh," she laughed.

Jiang Li, already halfway up, stopped at the sound of her laughter.

"Senior sister, do you know? Men are creatures that cannot stand to be challenged."

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