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Gongsun Ce was about to roar when he realized Shiyu Ling had moved five meters away from him.
She was wrapped in a bath towel, with only her head and shoulders exposed above the water.
Sitting down by the pool, the Superpower User said while covering his forehead, “You’re shy yourself and still insist on tormenting me?
Shiyu Ling’s face stiffened.
“What are you talking about…”
“The fact that you moved five meters away in the time it took to say those few sentences doesn’t exactly seem calm!” Gongsun Ce almost laughed in exasperation.
“What kind of mutual destruction is this?!”
Shiyu Ling, her face blushing and ears red, retorted, “Big sister does what she wants—what do you care?!”
I’m starting to find her cute.
Stay alert, Gongsun Ce, don’t be fooled by a bad woman!!
Gongsun Ce closed his eyes and submerged himself in the water, planning to get out as quickly as half a minute later.
“Hey, you little pervert.”
“I’m really going to get angry now.”
“You’d still exorcise those weird things even without any benefit.”
Shiyu Ling smacked her lips in annoyance.
“Tsk, why do you have to be such a hopeless good guy.”
A person’s character is always determined by their experiences and nature, Superpower Users and ordinary people alike.
It’s always important people and various experiences that shape who we are now.
“I’m someone who despises himself; it was only natural for me to end up this way.”
“Impossible.” Shiyu Ling sneered.
“Based on your childhood personality?
The you who exploded in frustration because of Aorus’s stupidity?
I bet you definitely had a period of self-indulgence after arriving in Sky City, like a person with a stone on his back indulging in a swamp.”
“…Anyway, I’m the good guy now.”
With that, the Superpower User ended the conversation in the hot spring.
Late at night, the gray-haired young man closed his eyes in bed.
He was really tired today.
Perhaps it was a good thing Yan Qi didn’t call, at least it would give his brain a chance to rest…
Gongsun Ce closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Just before sleeping, he thought, fortunately, there will be no more confusing dreams today.
The next moment, Gongsun Ce numbly realized, after falling asleep, that he had arrived at a familiar place.
Under his feet were sword-like symbols, directly ahead was the dark path of the Silent Phase, and looking along them, the other Six Phases each revealed their odd phenomena…
He had actually returned to the starting point of the pathways, yet he himself clearly hadn’t activated the Spirit Light!
“Don’t tell me that last night’s matter isn’t over…” Gongsun Ce groaned in pain.
“What can I say, buddy?
Gongsun Ce’s hairs stood on end.
He heard a completely unfamiliar voice, frivolous and bombastic, belonging to no one he had ever met.
But the biggest problem wasn’t the strangeness of the voice, but where it was coming from…
The voice was resonating inside his own mind!
“It’s a bit difficult to come through from the inside, wait for me a bit…”
He perked up his ears, listening carefully, pinpointing the source of the voice: It came from behind him to the right, in the direction of the Desolate Form!
In the moment he realized its direction, Gongsun Ce covered his ears and ran towards the Silent Phase path without looking back.
Vaguely, he heard the voice say, “Hey, don’t be so impatient!
Joking, I can’t think of anything more terrifying than chatting with you, who knows if you might be another king!
Moreover, coming from the Desolate Form, I definitely don’t want to turn into something ghastly like the Kakuku Star People!!
Gongsun Ce clenched his jaws, not daring to make a sound; he had no choice but to flee into the Silent Phase path, otherwise, he had nowhere to hide.
He was muttering the formulas taught by Yan Qi and recalling the notes given by Rine, praying from the bottom of his heart that their teachings were reliable.
The darkness on either side of the road gradually morphed into scenes even blurrier than illusions, Gongsun Ce realized the methods taught by his teacher and elder sister were taking effect, but now he had to engage in Clarity Dreams again!
Shiyu Ling crushed a can and furiously threw it on the ground.
She hadn’t planned on dreaming tonight—manipulating dreams was a natural instinct for a Spiritual Image Mage.
But why was she standing amidst dust-laden ruins, drenched head to toe with smelly rain?!
She angrily kicked a half-destroyed vending machine.
Cherry-flavored beer, cream cola, horsepower iced tea, various quirky drinks scattered all over the ground.
Shiyu Ling had just thrown away a can of cola.
She picked up the beer, took a sip, cursed under her breath about its awful taste, and tossed the can aside.
From this detail, she deduced she had once again entered into a bizarre dream.
Ordinary dreams wouldn’t go into such detail to materialize even the taste of the drinks.
Light rain drizzled down, darkening the gray ground.
The clouds above were black and heavy, appearing much larger than usual, giving rise to foreboding thoughts of them crashing down.
She was standing on a partially destroyed street; gunfire from heavy weaponry echoed in the distance.
Cling, clang, bullet casings rolled on the ground; sounds of explosions, gunfire, blunt instruments thudding on flesh, followed by a deafening blast.
An unfinished high-rise collapsed, then she heard a familiar scream.
A fiery pillar shot up into the sky, and all was quiet.
Shiyu Ling anxiously paced the ground.
It was obvious, wasn’t it?
An angry little kitty had wiped out the distant combatants—where else could this be but Sky City?
She had been dragged into someone’s dream again!