"Are we just going to wait here?"
"Yes, even if we don't see Chu Yue, we have to destroy the Thunder Altar. Otherwise, Peach Blossom Pond will always be in danger." Duan Chen nodded seriously.
He finally understood that Chu Yue was toying with him. It was better to go with the flow and wait for her to appear on her own.
"What if she doesn't show up again until the Thunder Altar is destroyed?" Sheng Chen asked.
"Then there's nothing we can do. It means she really doesn't want to see us."
"She wants to see you," Bai Ye said mischievously.
Duan Chen glared at him.
"Anyway, we're settling down here. No matter what, we must at least destroy the Thunder Altar."
"Mm."
Qi Qing and his disciple had no objections. After all, they were not interested in seeing Chu Yue; the Thunder Altar was their ultimate goal.
After Mi Xue'er and the other two women left, Qin Ze patted his shoulder.
"Don't worry, instructor, you'll see her."
"Did you use your ability?"
"Of course, how is it?" Qin Ze chuckled.
Duan Chen sighed, "Your 'Coin of Right and Wrong' is a causality ability. It's best to use it on yourself, otherwise, the consumption of spiritual energy is very intense."
"It's okay. Using it on you feels the same as using it on myself." Qin Ze felt a little touched, and a little embarrassed. He touched his nose and said with a smile.
Since Qin Ze said he would see her, Duan Chen didn't need to force anything. He slept soundly for a night.
He didn't sleep well. Ever since he returned to Su City, Duan Chen's sleep quality had not been good. In his dreams, there was often a woman's voice urging him to "Hurry up" and "Let me out." He dared not believe that voice and tone belonged to his mother, but...
He was so troubled by this matter that he had dark circles under his eyes for three full days.
"This young man..."
Qi Qing shook his head, thinking he was having nightmares.
"Master, are you alright?"
"It's nothing much."
Duan Chen smiled and shook his head, not wanting them to worry.
But he noticed that since arriving at Peach Blossom Pond, the woman's voice appeared every night.
...
"Duan Chen... Duan Chen..."
"Come quickly... come over here!"
"Let me out... Duan Chen!"
Duan Chen struggled in his sleep. His body was burning hot, his throat was dry, and his brow was furrowed, deeply immersed in this dream.
"Duan Chen, ignore her."
Suddenly, a cool sensation surged into his heart, and the heat in his body gradually calmed down, like a mouthful of cool ice water flowing down his throat, relieving the dryness and thirst.
"Who is it?"
Darkness was torn apart, and a pair of fair, slender hands reached in, pulling Duan Chen out of the terrifying dream. The world around him instantly became much quieter.
"I say, you're not going to be tricked by such a dream, are you?"
"You... who are you?"
Duan Chen's vision was no longer blurry but gradually cleared.
This was a flower field. In front of him stood a familiar woman, wearing a clean white dress, her pretty face showing a hint of helplessness.
"Chu Yue!"
Duan Chen took a step forward and grabbed her wrist.
"It hurts!"
For some reason, Duan Chen suddenly felt a pang in his heart, and he let go. He couldn't bear to hurt her.
Chu Yue revealed a triumphant smile.
"Why are you in my dream?"
Duan Chen sat down in the flower field. Chu Yue tidied her skirt and sat beside him.
"You have my mark on you, so I can naturally know your emotional fluctuations. By the way, that woman is not a good person. Don't believe what she says."
"It's just a dream."
"What dream keeps appearing and bothering you like this?" Chu Yue smiled.
Indeed, this was very strange.
"It's just a trick by an apostle. Don't believe it, understand?"
Wu Suowei had said the same thing to him.
"Even if it's that god, don't trust them completely."
Mentioning Wu Suowei, Chu Yue's eyes turned cold.
"You know Wu Suowei?" Duan Chen asked in surprise.
"In short, you only need to believe in yourself and act according to your heart. Do you understand? You should be able to see that the evil gods are trying to recruit you."
Duan Chen recalled his first meeting with Apostle No. 07.
"You were born a demon!"
That's what he said, and Duan Chen still felt uncomfortable thinking about it now.
"Perhaps..."
Not just him, but also Xi'er.
Chu Yue smiled slightly and clasped Duan Chen's fingers. He blushed.
Fingers intertwined, Chu Yue's face, which could tilt cities and nations, gradually approached. Duan Chen held his breath and even closed his eyes.
Their faces were only inches apart.
Seeing him close his eyes, Chu Yue found it amusing and almost laughed out loud.
What was this guy thinking?
She shook her head helplessly and leaned closer.
Of course, she didn't kiss him. Instead, she absorbed some of Duan Chen's mental energy.
"Hey!"
Duan Chen gritted his teeth.
This woman was always toying with him!
"Ah? What's wrong? I need mental energy to enter your dream. Isn't this asking for a little favor?"
Chu Yue put on a pitiful look.
"Then return the spiritual energy you used on me... Right! Erase this mark!"
"Why? I think it looks good."
"It's not about whether it looks good or not. It will bring me trouble. If one day I'm in a fight with an apostle, and you've used my spiritual energy, it will put me in an absolute disadvantage!"
Duan Chen said very seriously, but Chu Yue only wanted to laugh.
It seemed that no matter how many timelines there were, Duan Chen's personality had always been the same, never changing.
"No."
"You—!"
Duan Chen glared.
Chu Yue's eyes welled up with tears.
"Have you forgotten the days when you used to hold me in your hands?"
Duan Chen was dumbfounded.
When was that? How did he not know?
While Chu Yue was still acting, Duan Chen watched her performance, wanting to see how long this woman could keep it up.
*Pa!*
Suddenly, Chu Yue hugged him.
Warm and soft in his arms, Duan Chen heard his own heart pounding violently.
"Oh dear, it seems time is running out. I have to go now. Don't forget what I said, and also..."
She bit Duan Chen's ear.
"You owe me a wedding night."
"When I was close to you just now, were you thinking of something bad?"
"Next time we meet, I'll allow you to do it to me. But not this time."
*Whoosh!*
Duan Chen shot up from the bed.
The others had just woken up and were startled by his sudden movement.
"Instructor, are you... catching a cold?"
"Little Duan, why is your face red? Having a wet dream?" Qi Qing asked with a suggestive smile.
Duan Chen touched his ear.
Was that really a dream?
Absolutely not.
It was too real. His embrace still seemed to hold the faint scent of flowers from Chu Yue.