"Gulp~"
An Zhen admired the shy yet seductive older sister.
With a beautiful woman by his side, no matter who was in her heart or what she was thinking, the enjoyment was always comfortable.
Having been reborn, why think so much? Happiness was the most important thing.
After enjoying the older sister's morning, An Zhen went out to materialize cultivation for Wang Dong and Huo Yutong.
They ate and attended classes.
Soon, Ning Tian and Wu Feng, with obvious signs of sleepiness on their faces, arrived at the classroom.
Materialized cultivation, refreshed state.
"Thank you!"
A bright light flashed in Ning Tian's sapphire blue eyes.
"Hmm."
Her flame-like eyes gazed at An Zhen, her expression complex.
This morning, she had asked her mistress, who said An Zhen had been with her all night.
Was it a heart demon?
Under the envious gazes of the other students, the three of them lay on their desks.
Dressed exactly like yesterday, but the usually vibrant Red Dragon Girl now seemed distracted, her black silk-stockinged legs, revealing a hint of flesh, casually crossed.
"Young Master."
Wu Feng suddenly spoke up.
"!"
The golden-haired girl was startled, her fair hand struggled free from An Zhen's, and she looked at Wu Feng naturally, "Wind Sister, what's wrong?"
"Young Master, you want to take charge of the Sect, right?" Wu Feng, with a serious expression, asked a question that somewhat surprised Ning Tian.
"Yes." The girl's eyes held a longing for the future, her slender fingers gently brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, and she clasped Wu Feng's hands, "Wind Sister, I believe you will definitely help me."
"Yes."
The Red Dragon Girl nodded heavily, a heartfelt smile appearing on her charmingly naive face.
Yes, the Young Master's aspirations were her aspirations.
She would definitely help the best Ning Tian achieve her dream.
Definitely!
As long as Ning Tian was happy and content, then everything was worth it.
An Zhen quietly admired the beautiful emotions between the girls.
Love and affection truly were the beauty of the World.
Humans were called humans because they possessed rich and colorful emotions.
They allowed a person to throw caution to the wind, and even caused a prodigal son to return.
What a pity.
An Zhen only liked to be loved.
"An Zhen."
"Hmm."
Ning Tian felt this was a good opportunity.
Her sapphire blue eyes gazed into the young man's, the golden-haired young lady extended an invitation, her words and expression full of anticipation, "An Zhen, are you willing to help me?"
"Of course."
The young man nodded without hesitation.
"We're friends, so I'll naturally help if I can."
But for now, it was limited to that.
"Thank you."
Ning Tian's face was radiant with a smile.
This wasn't the answer she wanted.
The Red Dragon Girl quietly watched this scene, her red lips pressed tightly together.
For the rest of the time, An Zhen no longer played with the girl's hand but instead appeared to be listening attentively to the lecture.
Playing hard to get was an art.
Especially when the other party needed him very much.
However, he still needed to add more fuel to the fire.
Morning classes ended.
"An Zhen, want to go eat together?"
"No, Dean Yan previously gave me the status of a core disciple of the Martial Soul Department, and I troubled Senior Sister Zhang Lexuan to help me find a rather special cultivation method."
Ning Tian's smile instantly froze.
Core disciple of the Martial Soul Department status?
When did this happen?
Of course, Ning Tian felt it was normal for An Zhen's talent to obtain this, but…
It felt like her beloved toy was about to be snatched away by someone else.
…
An Zhen returned to his dorm, and the aroma of delicious food wafted over.
Her dark hair was tied into a neat single ponytail, a black trench coat protected her exquisite figure, and her full yet slender beautiful legs were encased in a pair of black long boots. Today, she was a heroic and valiant older sister.
He had a strong desire to conquer her.
"Hmm."
Like looking at prey, the lustful gaze made an unusual feeling surge in the long black-haired Senior Sister's heart. Suppressing her inner impulse, Zhang Lexuan spoke of the serious matter.
"A secret technique created by a Super Douluo senior might meet your requirements, An Zhen."
In fact, even An Zhen's current core disciple authority in the Martial Soul Department wouldn't allow him to view this level of technique, but the Sea God Pavilion Master had given special permission.
Zhang Lexuan gently took out three notebooks.
She had brought three similar ones.
The Senior Sister took out her recommended one, "That senior's Spirit was a dream, with half of her consciousness living in reality and half living in dreams. However, cultivating this technique requires extremely strong spirit power, otherwise, it's very possible to be unable to distinguish between reality and illusion, turning into a madman."
Zhang Lexuan remembered herself.
Previously, she couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion, took An Zhen's first kiss, and even hurt him.
"I have great confidence in my spirit power."
Of the remaining two books, one was created by someone whose Spirit was a shadow, who even completely transformed into two people in the later stages. The other was about a gourd with space attributes, who liked to drill into the gourd and hit people with it.
An Zhen planned to try the first one— "Da Meng Shui Xian Xing."
But now, at such a good moment, he had something even more important to do.
The young man reached out and grabbed the Senior Sister's calf, which was wrapped in a long boot, "Senior Sister, I saw an interesting way to play in a book."
…
"Hmm~"
The heroic and valiant Senior Sister was strolling along Sea God Lake, but there was an unshakeable strange look between the beauty's brows. If one observed carefully, they would notice that her walking posture was very wrong, as if her feet were numb, or perhaps her feet had suffered some injury.
She was still wearing shoes on her feet.
"Senior Sister?"
A clear, cold voice sounded, and a beautiful girl with long, snow-white hair appeared, stepping on ice. Her fair skin was like snow, and her delicate face was very lovely but had a cold expression. Her fragile body looked weightless, like a princess who had walked out of an ancient ice kingdom.
"Luochen."
The gentle and serene Senior Sister nodded lightly.
"Senior Sister, are you taking a walk?"
"Yes, I had nothing to do today and suddenly wanted to stroll by Sea God Lake."
This was An Zhen's task.
…
Afternoon class.
Virtual World.
Under Wu Feng's puzzled gaze, the usually active young man directly picked up a book, placed it on the desk, and began to read it seriously.
For his wonderful night life… oh no, for his future powerful self, An Zhen had to push himself.
"Da Meng Shui Xian Xing" was divided into three layers.
Entering the Dream.
Illusionary Dream.
Awakening from the Dream.
Entering the Dream was about finding the dividing line between dream and reality, not transforming into two different consciousnesses. For example, the left side of a line is reality, and the right side is a dream, and entering the dream means An Zhen has to stand on this line, with his left half in reality and his right half in the dream.
Being able to stay on this dividing line could be said to complete Entering the Dream.
Illusionary Dream required staying on the dividing line for a long time, being able to simultaneously control the body in both dream and reality. This adaptation phase was relatively long.
Awakening from the Dream meant transforming oneself into this dividing line, becoming the division between dream and reality, and being able to freely control oneself in both reality and the dream.
The cultivation method was not difficult; what was difficult were these partial techniques and the required strong spirit power.
"Now, while activating the Virtual World, find its point of contact with reality."
"I wonder if my spirit power is enough."
Point of contact…
His thoughts descended.
The Heavenly Dao conveyed a command to the World.
A plain, unadorned wooden door appeared before An Zhen, with a sign hanging on it — Reality.