At midnight, the moon hung in the west, and the countless stars in the sky were like pearls in the celestial Turquoise Pool, reflecting off the lantern lights of the bustling streets of Qingzhou, as if drawing an infinite Milky Way between heaven and earth.
In the dim, blurry room, only the faint moonlight sifted through the window lattices, casting a misty halo of silver light.
As a delicate, round jade foot gently stepped on the golden velvet carpet, a woman erged from the steaming bath, drips of warm moisture slowly falling down her skin, her body seemingly coated with a thin layer of sweat, exuding an indescribable allure.
The woman didn’t reach for a towel to dry off; instead, she slipped into a red bridal gown over her damp skin, tiptoeing like a spectral enchantress to the bedside.
"Mr. Mo..."
ngniang’s lips parted slightly, her eyes fondly fixed on the man lying on the bed, his black hair like cascading clouds resting against his pale cheeks, orderly yet disheveled.
Normally dignified and stunning, ngniang was unspeakably seductive at this mont.
Jiang Shouzhong breathed heavily.
ngniang slowly sat on top of him, placing her hands on his abs.
The half-open window allowed a gentle breeze to flutter through, trembling the tiny droplets glittering on the woman’s hair, falling like dew on lotus onto the man’s bare chest, each drop chillingly cold.
The sultry, glamorous aura perated every corner of the room.
"Mr. Mo... I’ve finally waited for you."
The woman slowly leaned down, whispering next to Jiang Shouzhong’s ear, her breath as warm and moist as an orchid, her cool fingertips lightly grazing his well-defined muscles.
"Let us... begin."
ngniang’s lips parted slightly, blushing.
A crimson serpent’s tongue suddenly flicked across the man’s neck.
Like a brushstroke of cinnabar.
The next mont, two sharp fangs fiercely bit into the man’s neck...
——
"Damn!"
Jiang Shouzhong abruptly sat up, his face ashen.
His heart pounded like a wild horse unleashed, racing within his chest.
Waking from a nightmare, he subconsciously touched his neck and, finding no wounds, he breathed a sigh of relief.
The night outside the window resembled a light purple petal, slowly dissolving into a pale white light, heralding the arrival of dawn.
Gazing at the unfamiliar room, Jiang Shouzhong was montarily lost in thought before rembering he was at an inn.
This was the third day since leaving the Capital.
With one day’s journey left to Yucheng in Yuzhou, they had reached Muling County City as night fell and had found an inn to stay in temporarily.
"Damn it, what a ridiculous dream, I even fancied a snake."
Jiang Shouzhong wiped the sweat from his forehead and lay back down.
As the initial shock slowly faded, he suddenly felt a familiar pang of inexplicable panic, his voice laced with disbelief, "Could it be... the second trial of the Water Moon Dream Mirror has begun?"
"Indeed, it’s the second trial."
Above him, a mirror spread quietly like ripples, its surface as smooth as a water curtain.
Silver-white hair as luminous as a shimring stream wrapped around the enchanting woman’s body, revealing only her sleek, shiny calves and exquisitely crafted feet.
With the woman’s slight movents, a few strands of hair tenderly fluttered in the air, emitting an invisible allure and mystery.
The gorgeously domineering lady with white hair appeared.
It truly was the Water Moon Dream Mirror... Jiang Shouzhong sighed, weakly greeting, "Hello, Demon Venerable."
What in the world was Demon Venerable?
The Demon Venerable blinked, clearly confused.
Jiang Shouzhong asked, "I just had a... well, a spring dream, does it also need to be changed and yet unchanged?"
The Demon Venerable chuckled, "I told you before, the main purpose of the Water Moon Dream Mirror is to refine your mind, not just to discover so truth. So dreams you should just let happen naturally. After all, it depends on you, if you think it needs changing, then change it. If you don’t want to change it, then don’t."
"Just keep tricking then."
Jiang Shouzhong rolled his eyes and scoffed coldly, "Last ti you said the academy’s vital essence was free to absorb without anyone caring, but I almost got beaten up for that. You’re really kind-hearted."
The Demon Venerable’s cheeks turned red for a mont, then he muttered, "When I absorbed it, they didn’t say anything."
Jiang Shouzhong laughed angrily, "What’s your cultivation level, and what’s mine? If I were as powerful as you, I could devour the whole academy."
"That’s your problem for being weak," the Demon Venerable retorted.
Jiang Shouzhong was montarily speechless, feeling a bit stung.
Seeing that he seed a bit offended, the Demon Venerable quickly consoled, "But I have high hopes for you. In no more than three years, you could be among the top... let’s say, seventh, eighth, or ninth in strength."
"By then, ordinary academies would an nothing. You go ahead and rule over Wanshou Mountains and Rivers, the number one academy, and you can sit atop their ancestral statue and absorb their vital essence without anyone bothering you."
Jiang Shouzhong pouted, "I don’t have the guts, and I won’t be that strong in three years, I like to quietly make progress."
"Quietly progress, my ass! Get serious about your cultivation! I still have so tasks that need doing!"
"Tasks?"
Jiang Shouzhong’s expression changed.
Demon Venerable, so this was your true intention.
In your eyes, I’m just a tool.
Realizing he blurted out his thoughts, the Demon Venerable hastily laughed it off, pressing on with a forced smile, "Not tasks, just a little favor... just a tiny one, and you’ll be rewarded."
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