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Chapter 108: The wedding gown wasn't worn for him.

The two over there were fighting fiercely.

The voice kept ringing in Yun Fuzhao's ears, sharp and piercing, making her head ache.

Just then, Yun Fuzhao noticed that the surrounding scenery was gradually dissipating, and the spiritual energy in her dantian began to circulate again.

Yun Fuzhao clenched his fist, and a surge of spiritual energy gathered in his palm.

"Wuji."

A cyan longsword appeared, and Yun Fuzhao slashed at the air behind him, causing a pained cry to echo through the air.

Nan Jing brushed aside Yu Ze and flew straight toward the direction of the exclamation, but was stopped by Yu Ze.

At this moment, Nan Jing had shed all pretense, and he coldly said, "Get out of my way."

I'd like to say the same to you.

Yu Ze approached Yun Fuzhao and said, "This person entered your dream; he has ulterior motives."

Upon hearing this, Yun Fuzhao was taken aback. "A dream?"

Almost as soon as those two words were uttered, the dream collapsed, and all three of them were thrown out.

Nan Jing frowned.

Yun Fuzhao woke up, with Qi Huai beside her, looking worried. "You're finally awake! I was so worried about you. What would I have done if something had happened to you?"

She had a terrible headache right now, as if someone had drilled through her head.

Her face was pale. "What exactly happened?"

Qi Huai's expression was grave. "We've been tricked. This isn't the Fifth Party, it's the Tenth Party. We've been attacked by the guardian beasts here ever since we came in."

Yun Fuzhao roughly guessed, "This guardian beast's ability is to fabricate dreams?"

Qi Huai added: "To be more precise, it's about fabricating the beautiful dream you most desire deep in your heart."

Her most longed-for dream? That doesn't really seem like it, does it? Aside from those days of good food and drink at the Prince's mansion, what else even remotely fits the word "dream"?

Before she could figure it out, the white-clad man beside her also woke up.

Yun Fuzhao's eyes widened. "Nan Jing?"

He sat in his wheelchair and glanced over indifferently when he heard the name.

"Son."

A white figure silently approached the man. "That merman has hidden himself again."

"Holy Son?" Qi Huai smiled faintly. "Could it be that 'Holy Son' from the Hall of Rebirth?"

I'll list the Hall of Rebirth.

Yun Fuzhao was shocked. Wasn't the Palace of Rebirth the true number one in the cultivation world? What was the Xuan Tian Sect compared to them?

[He Yu, 3rd Guard of the Yun Family Brigade: The Holy Sons of the Hall of Rebirth are the backbone of the Hall of Rebirth; they possess supreme power. It is said that all the Holy Sons and Holy Daughters of the Hall of Rebirth possess ancient bloodlines, and they can all ascend to immortality without exception.]

Half of the previous generation were from the Hall of Rebirth, but they all traveled alone. I've been in the Upper Realm for so long, and I haven't even seen a shadow of them.

I've also heard that the holy sons and daughters of the Hall of Rebirth must remain virgins from birth until their ascension, to maintain their inviolable sanctity. Anyone who violates this will face eternal damnation.

[Not only that, those perverts in the Hall of Rebirth will also carve a mark of virginity on the most conspicuous place on their bodies, so that anyone who breaks the vow can be seen at a glance.]

Yun Fuzhao subconsciously glanced at the cinnabar dot on Nan Jing's forehead. Could this be his virginity mark...?

Gong Yuhe didn't reply, but simply said, "It's injured and can't go far."

The two quickly disappeared from the spot.

Yun Fuzhao was still completely confused. "How did the Holy Son enter my dream?"

Qi Huai shook his head. "I don't know the specifics either. After we broke the dream, we found that you were still asleep. I was afraid that you were being misled by the beautiful dream, so I wanted to go in and wake you up." As he said this, he subtly glared at Yu Ze. "But he beat me to it. You are still asleep and need someone to protect you outside."

Judging from this, the Holy Son must have come for some other reason.

Yun Fuzhao recalled the "mermaids" mentioned by the white-robed disciple and began to speculate.

Could it be that her body is actually that of a merman? And was everything she experienced in the royal palace a deliberate fabrication by the merman?

Why, to recreate her own experience?

Qi Huai: "Most of the Holy Sons of the Hall of Rebirth are also here for the guardian beast of the tenth direction."

"With the background of the Hall of Rebirth, does it really need a guardian beast here?"

"You don't know this," Qi Huai laughed, "The guardian beast of the tenth direction is at least a tenth-grade beast. Wouldn't it be highly sought after anywhere?"

Tenth grade.

Wouldn't it be perfect to capture them and make them the guardian beasts of their sect? Besides, these beasts also have the ability to create dreams.

Yun Fuzhao noticed that Yu Ze hadn't spoken since leaving her dream. "Yu Ze?"

Looking into those dark eyes, Yu Ze's face was expressionless, like a stormy night.

"What's wrong?" Qi Huai mocked him mercilessly. "Did she see something terrifying in her dream that scared her like this?"

"..." Yu Ze raised his hand and took the gold hairpin from Yun Fuzhao's head. "He gave it to you?"

"Strange, I definitely wasn't wearing it today—"

Yun Fuzhao was startled. Wasn't this the gift that 'Nan Jing' had given her the night before their wedding in her dream?

He sent a lot of things at the time, including this hairpin that was buried at the very bottom.

Yun Fuzhao had originally hidden it in his sleeve, intending to stab it into his throat when they drank the nuptial wine.

According to them, it was a dream. How could things from a dream appear in reality?

Yu Ze: "Then why does the guardian beast want you to get married?"

Hearing this, Qi Huai's smile vanished. "Marriage?"

“It wasn’t a real marriage,” Yun Fuzhao said. “The ‘Nan Jing’ in the dream is a pervert. He likes to kill brides and then preserve them. I don’t know what method he used, but those beautiful brides were all preserved very well.”

Despite saying that, their expressions remained unpleasant.

Qi Huai ground his back teeth. Even if it was fake, he had never married Yun Fuzhao. How dare that so-called Holy Son?

Yu Ze was desperately suppressing the restless demonic energy within his body. If he had arrived any later, the two of them would have already been drinking the nuptial wine.

The image of her in her bright red wedding gown was etched into his mind, as stunningly beautiful as he had imagined countless times. The only thing that bothered him was that she wasn't wearing it for him.

Yun Fuzhao had no idea what the two of them were thinking; all she could think about was how to capture the guardian beast.

She had injured the other person in the dream, and since she was injured, there was a smell of blood.

Yun Fuzhao released the Bloodthirsty Lotus, "Let's see where the blood smell is."

The Bloodthirsty Lotus is most sensitive to blood; it sniffs the ground like a puppy.

They quickly found their direction.

Its roots curled up and pointed in one direction, looking quite excited.

Yun Fuzhao said to the two of them, "Let's go and capture that guardian beast."

Qi Huai: "Great, we have to bring it back."

Yu Ze: "Mm."

She wanted to capture it and make it a guardian beast, while the other two thought: "This guardian beast is courting death, daring to weave such a dream. It needs to be taught a lesson."