Chapter 2829

The last time Ge Mu was tricked by Shangguan Biao into falling asleep, it brought a great disaster upon the world; how could it possibly repeat the same mistake this time?

It cannot be used again, cannot become a tool in someone else's hands!

Ge Mu is not foolish; it knows that the Heavenly Demon went to such great lengths to scheme against it, all for the Panlong City on its back, all to deal with the Nine Abysses Great Emperor.

Once the Heavenly Demon succeeds, the mortal realm will suffer eternal calamity.

This is even more tragic than the consequences of Shangguan Biao's scheme against it back then; how could it dare to fall asleep, how could it dare to sleep?

The Goddess of Illusory Music probably could not have guessed that such a dull-witted stone figure would also feign sleep.

Although Ge Mu is angry, it clearly understands in its heart that this is someone else's territory, and the rules are set by them. To stubbornly resist the Sleep God in the Sleep God's dream realm, it has not the slightest hope of victory.

So, it must quickly deal with the Goddess of Illusory Music, then it can make its escape.

Yes, after enduring so many vicissitudes, Ge Mu has come to realize that its most important task now is not revenge, not victory, but to successfully escape from this damned purple mist and return to reality—

and then, with overwhelming power, crush those Heavenly Demons who took advantage of the situation!

But as soon as it rose to its feet, the butterflies in the valley were startled and fluttered wildly across the sky.

"……" Annoying.

Ge Mu chose a direction and strode forward, while recalling its past exchanges with the Night Wanderer.

It is merely a lump of stone, originally uninterested in dreams. But since waking up in Shangguan Biao's Void Realm, it has realized that many troubles cannot be solved by brute force alone. Fortunately, the Nine Abysses Great Emperor had dispatched the Night Wanderer to patrol dreams on the Ge Mu Plains, so it sought advice from Bao Chi Hai.

Bao Chi Hai told it that dreams come in two kinds: one is collectively generated, such as when residents of multiple villages or towns, or the common folk of a city, jointly enter dreams at night and co-construct a vast dream realm; the other belongs to the private, such as when it first awoke in the earth fissure—that was its personal dream.

However, these two are not in conflict, and personal dreams are often nested within collective dreams, becoming a part of them. Thus, some people see each other in dreams, and when they meet in waking life, they feel a sense of familiarity, as if they have met before.

Ordinary nightmares only exist within ordinary bad dreams, but nightmares like Bao Chi Hai's level, or Night Wanderers, possess the ability to traverse multiple dreams. They can also sneak into others' exclusive dreams to carry out limited alterations and disguises.

Their appearance causes the dream's owner to panic immensely, utterly unaware that they are the true master of this dream, and thus they are easily harmed by them.

Thinking of this, Ge Mu resentfully tapped its own head.

Its previous dream must have been secretly tampered with by the Goddess of Illusory Music. Now, upon reflection, it recalls seeing a few purple crystals scattered in the earth fissure, as if there were also a few small purple flowers, though they were inconspicuous, and its own attention had been entirely focused on the sudden appearance of "Shangguan Biao" from the start, so it paid no heed to them.

Alas, it clearly heard Bao Chi Hai speak of these matters, yet why did it still step into the Goddess of Illusory Music's trap?

Impulsiveness is the devil, the devil—when will it ever overcome this?

This valley is vast, and Ge Mu has been reduced in size, so running is especially arduous.

After an unknown amount of time, it crossed a hillside and suddenly saw, on a swaying stalk of purple alfalfa by the stream, two butterflies mating.

The stream trickled over the pebble beach, as if singing an eternal, unchanging song.

Ge Mu halted its steps.

This stream, this pebble beach, this alfalfa—it had seen them before.

Even the movements of those two butterflies were exactly the same.

How could it be? It had gone in a circle and returned to the starting point?

This "ghost striking the wall" game, it often played on the Ge Mu Plains, except the plains' terrain and structures shifted as it played, so it was always the one teasing others.

Now, at last, retribution has come.

Ge Mu simply stopped. This is the Land of Dreams; here, it runs, expending not physical strength, but soul power.

Its soul power is not nearly as boundless as true strength; it must be used sparingly.

The Goddess of Illusory Music might also intend to use "ghost striking the wall" to drain its energy; the more anxious and angry it becomes, the faster its soul power drains. This is truly the simplest and most convenient method—it must not fall for it.

However, the Goddess of Illusory Music is likely to be disappointed. Ge Mu never expected to leave this place easily.

By the way, Bao Chi Hai seemed to have mentioned before: how do Night Wanderers manage to traverse different dream realms without getting lost or trapped within them?

Night Wanderers need to bring something from the real world.

This thing must itself be closely tied to reality, so it can serve as their coordinate. When they need to return to reality and leave the dream, this thing is like a lifeline thrown from the shore, allowing them to escape the sea of dreams they are in.

Ge Mu suddenly found itself in a dilemma.

It had only wanted to sleep soundly, then jump directly from its own dream into the Goddess of Illusory Music's dream realm, alone and empty-handed—how could it have brought anything along?

Ge Mu sighed irritably, pacing back and forth in place for several rounds, crushing countless alfalfa flowers.

But when it returned to the same spot, the alfalfa flowers there had already grown back, fresh and glistening with water.

This damned place! The Goddess of Illusory Music seems to have trapped it here until the end of time.

No, it must think harder!

In this urgency, a flash of insight struck Ge Mu's mind.

Oh oh oh, it remembered!

It had indeed brought something from the real world!

It has a habit: every time it dozes off or falls asleep, even if it merely squints for a brief rest, it anoints itself with a drop of Wind Dew Golden Lotus dew.

For it, this has a powerful sleep-inducing and calming effect.

This time, before falling asleep in the Trapped Dragon Moat, it of course habitually took two drops of the dew. But since the action had become second nature, it had overlooked it entirely.

Now, where is this drop of dew?

Ge Mu calmed itself, slowly opening its palm.

Amidst the rough, cracked skin, two drops of emerald lotus dew silently seeped out.

The dew of the Wind Dew Golden Lotus can certainly penetrate the virtual and the real; otherwise, Shangguan Biao could not have brought it into his own Void Realm back then, feeding it to the sleeping Ge Mu.

Gazing at the lotus dew in its palm, Ge Mu drew a gentle breath.

The coordinate is present, but how should it return? Damn it, Bao Chi Hai seems not to have specified the exact method, and Ge Mu only took it as an amusing anecdote, never asking for details.

However, could it use the dew to dispel the bewildering obstacles in the valley before it?

After pondering for a while, Ge Mu carefully dripped one drop of the dew onto its celestial crown.

At first, nothing unusual occurred, and Ge Mu felt a slight disappointment. But after a few breaths, a winding, refreshing wind suddenly arose around it, this wind filled with the fragrant scent of Wind Dew Golden Lotus.