Chapter 49: I Am Not the Sleep God!
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Outside the window, stars dotted the sky, and a bright moon hung in the firmament above, casting its clear radiance that dyed the window sill.
Like a dream, like an illusion.
This day, Lin Muyu had spent exceptionally happily.
This kind of peaceful and warm life was once a scene she could only long for in her dreams.
How much she yearned to forever immerse herself in such moments.
But⊠why was she so lucid at this very moment?
In the morning, she had indeed forgotten many things and had once been tempted by that voice.
But for some unknown reason, a strand of pure spiritual energy mysteriously surged from within her body, awakening her from the drowsiness.
Her memories also returned with it.
It was then that she saw clearly the true nature of this world, it was nothing more than a realistic dream built upon memories.
Yet even knowing it was a dream, Lin Muyu still couldnât help but covet the beauty here.
Because this was the world she had once most yearned for, a gentle haven that could completely submerge her.
âSigh, what should I do?â
Gazing at that illusory full moon outside the window, Lin Muyu sighed softly.
Knowing clearly that everything was an illusion and should be broken immediately, she had still chosen to enjoy this dayâs beauty.
âXiao Yu, since youâve had enough fun, itâs time to wake up. Master is still waiting for her little pillow~â
Just as Lin Muyu was frowning with worry, a lazy female voice reached her ears.
Lin Muyuâs eyes immediately lit up:
âMaster, youâre here too?â
âNo, Iâm just a strand of spiritual energy she left on you that triggers when you encounter danger.â
Hearing this familiar voice, Lin Muyu looked at Xinlian with newfound respect:
âMaster is quite reliable after all. Quick, take me out of here!â
âWerenât you very reluctant to leave this place? Why are you suddenly in such a hurry to get out?â
Xinlianâs spiritual energy asked with some confusion.
âReluctant, naturally Iâm reluctant⊠but this place is ultimately just a dream, not real. Itâs fine to indulge for a moment, but I canât sink into it.â
Lin Muyuâs tone was tinged with some dejection.
She liked this place, yet she understood that it would eventually shatter like bubbles, and she didnât want falsehood to contaminate her real memories.
âNot bad. To have such awareness at such a young age, it seems the main body didnât choose the wrong person.â
The spiritual energy chuckled softly.
âBut Iâm just a strand of spiritual energy. I canât tear through this carefully arranged illusion~â
âAh?â
Lin Muyu immediately stood there dumbfounded.
She was merely a Qi Refining stage cultivator and didnât understand methods for breaking illusions at all.
If even Master was powerless, wouldnât she have no way out?
Seeing her spinning anxiously in circles, the spiritual energy stopped teasing her:
âDonât worry. Since the main body didnât come, it means we can solve this ourselves.â
These words lifted Lin Muyuâs spirits:
âMaster already knows?â
âThe matters here canât be hidden from her, but she right now⊠might be sleeping.â
The spiritual energyâs words left Lin Muyu pursing her lips helplessly.
She really felt that Xinlian could go star in âI Am Not the Sleep God.â
Clearly a powerful Peak Master, clearly not needing to sleep, yet always sleeping all day long, and always using her as a pillow!
Although being used as a pillow was indeed quite comfortable and gave her a great sense of securityâŠ
But she had her pride too! She didnât want to be a pillow for life.
âSo what should we do?â
Lin Muyu blinked her long eyelashes toward the sky. Compared to that sleep-loving Master, this strand of spiritual energy seemed more reliable.
âDonât rush. Let me investigate thoroughly.â
As soon as the words fell, the spiritual energy began emanating threads of golden fluorescence around itself, slowly probing in all directions.
âFound it! Thereâs a weak point in this world. We can get out from here.â
âWhere?â
Lin Muyuâs eyes brightened as she urgently asked.
âRight here.â
As the spiritual energyâs words fell, a map quietly materialized in her mind.
âThis place is⊠Teacherâs house?â
Looking at that familiar location, Lin Muyu was slightly dazed.
âThereâs no time to lose. Letâs set out quickly!â
The spiritual energy urged.
âButâŠâ
Looking at the deep night outside the window, Lin Muyu hesitated:
âHow about we go tomorrow instead?â
âThat wonât work. By tomorrow, this illusion will be completely solidified and much harder to escape from.â
The spiritual energyâs words made Lin Muyuâs heart tighten, and she immediately tried to spring up with a carp-like motion.
âOw, my backâŠâ
She had forgotten that in this illusion, she was just an ordinary girl without a cultivatorâs physique.
Having no choice, she could only endure the soreness as she put on her dress, then gently opened her room door and looked toward the hallway.
So dark.
She was about to turn on the light when her extended hand suddenly froze.
In the darkness, a pair of pitch-black pupils were quietly watching her.
âŠA ghost?!
Lin Muyu instantly held her breath, her heartbeat suddenly accelerating. Instinctively, she turned on the light.
âMom?â
After seeing who it was, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be Mother Lin standing straight in the middle of the hallway, looking at her with gentle eyes.
âXiao Yu, still not asleep?â
Mother Linâs tone carried some confusion.
Lin Muyu quickly smiled:
âI came out to use the bathroom. Mom, what are you standing here for?â
âI was just about to go too. Since you also need to go, you go first.â
Mother Lin was still smiling, but this smile was clearly the same as during the day, yet in the dim hallway, it somehow added a few traces of eeriness.
Lin Muyu hurriedly waved her hands:
âMom, you go first. I can wait a bit longer, no problem.â
After saying this, she turned and slipped back into her room, gently closing the door.
âXiao Yu, go to bed early.â
Her motherâs reminder came from outside the door, followed by footsteps gradually fading away.
Lin Muyu pressed against the door to confirm her mother had left, then once again opened the door a crack.
Using the faint moonlight streaming through the hallway window to confirm no one was there, she carefully snuck out.
Only she didnât notice that in the shadows around the corner, a pair of pitch-black eyes were staring straight at her retreating figure.