Chapter 102: Dreamwalking Notes (For the Supreme Opening Heaven Holding Talisman Profound Vault High Above)

"The original 【Scarlet Creator】 was insane, and the offspring He birthed, 【Black Sun】, liked to burn believers for fun whenever He had nothing to do, so He was also insane."

"Later existences like the 【Mother Tree of Flesh and Blood】 and 【Cocoon】, once they respond to believers, inevitably bring madness and corruption; their actions lack much logic, so they can likewise be categorized as 'completely insane'."

"But the current Hours are already capable of weaving conspiracies and interfering in the Mortal World... although they still like blood sacrifices and destruction, the feeling has changed from 'completely insane' to 'half-insane'... they are becoming not so easy to deal with."

"Could it be... that along with the replacement of the divine eras, they are purging madness and corruption?"

A guess could not help but emerge in Aaron's mind: "Or is it related to the development of Occultism over these past thousand years?"

Due to a lack of key information, he could not imagine the cause and effect within this.

The Void Realm, Dream Realm, Underworld, Ether Realm, Light Realm, Inner World, etc... are all alternative names for the Spirit World.

【Every person who dreamwalks will cross the White Wall at least once, or twice in their lifetime】

He recognized that the big man sitting there drinking beer was none other than the 'Beast' who had been preparing to recruit people to search for treasure earlier!

"Hello."

Miss White Dove said calmly.

"I think the average person who reads it will likely end up insane." Aaron tapped the book lightly with his finger, beginning to drive the price down: "75 Pounds is a reasonable price. After all, it is very thin, and I am not sure how much of its content remains, or whether it possesses authenticity... besides, knowledge can be transcribed."

Aaron read a bit and was somewhat speechless, but he still walked toward another private room: 'I don't have much money left on me; I hope the other party accepts a barter format...'

Aaron sat down: "You have knowledge about the Hours in your hands; how do you prove its authenticity?"

"Then... how many Pounds are you prepared to sell it for?" Aaron began to ask for the price.

They were written in Spirit World Script, and the ends of the strokes seemed to be dancing slightly, which easily made one feel agitated.

【They are the Betrayers, they are the Feast Attendants, they are the 'Lotus Eaters'】

"Hello, I am White Dove!"

Aaron nodded, tucked the volume of *Dreamwalking Notes* under his arm, and walked out of the Rose Room.

Aaron stroked the lines of frantic and even incoherent text with his fingertips.

He took out his wallet, removed most of the paper money inside, and counted it out to Miss White Dove on the spot.

"Let me take a look first."

'I have some Spirit Material on hand, Iris Room!'

Although Miss White Dove had a very imposing manner, she had let her secret slip.

A hint of a smile curled the corner of Aaron's mouth, and he finally completed the transaction at the price of 100 Pounds.

"Yes, feel free to pick!"

They included pitch-black rusted iron shards, blank parchment that was mostly burned, and a few pieces of Shitou stained with blood...

Aaron sat down, letting the soft sofa support his body: "I heard you have some 'Luminary' Spirit Material for sale?"

"Who is its author?"

'Beast' placed some odds and ends one by one on the tea table.

This aspect requires the trader's eye to distinguish the true from the false, because once the transaction is over, neither side will admit it.

Miss White Dove's voice was crisp; she should not be very old.

Miss White Dove's fingers flipped nimbly; she seemed very skilled at counting money.

"Although they are indeed materials rich in 'Luminary' spirituality..." Aaron raised his head, his voice gloomy: "But they all carry terrifying corruption and are already waste... Mr. 'Beast', am I right?"

"Can do!"

Inexplicably, he had a feeling that the content in this book was real.

He opened the door and was suddenly taken aback.

On a sofa, a woman wearing a hood was already waiting.

'Beast' gulped down a large mouthful of beer: "Of course, if you don't have money, as long as you join my exploration team, they will all be yours."

A moment later, she nodded: "Transaction reached!"

Aaron touched them one by one, and relying on the 'Light Bearer's' identification of all things, he quickly obtained the relevant information, his face gradually turning gloomy.

He stood up and came to the side of the basement, where he could see small doors on the wall, with markings like Golden Lily, Iris, and Rose on the doors.

"I think... it is worth at least 150 Pounds. Although it does not involve knowledge at the level of Secret Transmission and Principles, an ordinary person might be stimulated to excite their spirituality by reading it, dreaming of that Weird Void Realm... not to mention, it involves those Great Existences!" Miss White Dove said.

The secret room was not large, similar to a private room in a cafe, accommodating two sofas and a tea table in the middle.

One could see that on the pale paper pages, there were even paler characters, like snowflakes about to vanish on a window.

Aaron prepared to at least freeload one page first.

The writer recorded some content that seemed to be travel notes with this messy and insane brushwork:

【The Dream Realm is located beyond the White Wall】

【The Nameless Existence is on the verge of death, surrounded by the betrayed. They take away the magical stems and branches, distributing flowers and fruits to the visitors. No matter who it is, as long as they taste the lotus seeds, they will dream of their dead wives, children, and servants, but will never be able to wander again】

Aaron looked toward the first page.

"Hee hee... the knowledge I have on hand about the Hours is titled *Dreamwalking Notes*. I can show you the content of the first page. As for the rest, I guarantee they are real. I have been mixing in this circle for two years and possess considerable credibility; you can go ask Mr. 'Knowledge'."

And following the end of the exchange, or rather the cursing and complaining, 'Jazz' announced that the free trading session had officially begun.

【Three have passed away; one was swallowed by the Great Serpent, one was burned by the solar corona, one was deprived to the realm of the undeprivable... but the Secret History will still remember】

Outside the door, there was actually an attendant waiting, who handed over another note.

Aaron received a note passed over by the attendant: "I have a piece of knowledge about the Hours in my hands, in the Rose Room!"

"They are all quite cheap. Seeing as you are a newcomer, 20 Pounds each; this is a friendship price."

Miss White Dove took a thin book out of her robe and spread it to the first page: "Be careful, it is written in Spirit World Language. Do you understand Spirit World Language? It possesses power itself, and the written content is a description related to symbols like the Hours, which easily causes mental pollution!"

"I can lower the price slightly, but 75 pounds is truly unacceptable, 140 pounds!"

"It's fine."

"It was one of my ancestors," Miss Pigeon replied. "He was very skilled at sleepwalking in the Void Realm, but after one such sleepwalk, he didn't know what he had encountered and went completely insane. This book was originally written by him using his own blood as ink; every word was extremely bright and piercing, but later they gradually faded from their original color until they were pure white..."

The "Beast" froze for an instant and gave two dry laughs: "Haha... I was just joking. Your appraisal ability is quite good, did you learn it from 'Knowledge'?"

He found the room marked with a Rose and walked inside.

Materials rich in Spirituality can be used to craft Talismans, potions, and Magical Items with a certain duration of effectiveness.

But contaminated materials have no value at all, and will even bring harm!

(End of this chapter)