Chapter 325: Blind as a Bat
Although Young Master Sang had no idea who Nian Nian meant by “them,” his years of RPG experience hinted that he was about to dive into the main storyline.
“I’ll take a guess,” Young Master Sang said confidently. “Could it be that your true form is some kind of dimensional guardian, and years ago you got scattered into the treasures and now you’re collecting them while those bad guys from outside are trying to stop you?”
“And then we accidentally discover the fact that they colluded with Li Shanyan.”
“After that, it’s up to this Host to help you collect those treasures, fight against the outer demons, protect a realm, and become a legendary figure like Emperor Yan or Martial Ancestor?”
Nian Nian replied, “…Your imagination is commendable. But let me say this again.”
“Read less novels; it’ll be good for your brain.”
Young Master Sang: “…”
“Unfortunately, with the current unlocking progress of the Host, I can’t give you a clear answer.”
Nian Nian crossed her arms and said coyly, “After all, while the Host has collected three treasures, you haven’t even gathered half of a single one, and you haven’t seen any of the other treasures at all.”
“With your pace in the main story, it’s hard for this system to help you.”
So what should I do?
I’m not a magnet; treasures can’t just crash into me. Finding three already feels like a massive charm explosion.
“But, there’s no rush.”
Nian Nian said softly, “Honestly, with the Host’s progress, there’s no reason to meet them so soon.”
“So, this time the system will make an exception and clean up this mess for you.”
Upon hearing this, Young Master Sang sat up straight, bursting with excitement. “What? I’m going to see Nian Nian’s mother take action personally?”
Other systems have their deities swooping in and crushing everything in their path whenever they step down.
The moment Young Master Sang envisioned Nian Nian rocking a pleated skirt and little shoes, single-handedly dominating the world, he couldn’t help but feel a bit giddy.
“…You’re overthinking it.”
Nian Nian looked at Young Master Sang’s dreamy face with disdain and huffed, “This system is a lady; I don’t do the ugly business of fighting myself.”
“It’s the same this time.”
“This system will pass this method onto the Host, and it will be up to you to solve this trouble yourself.”
When he heard Nian Nian wouldn’t take action, Young Master Sang immediately deflated.
“…Sounds boring.”
“Successful resolution comes with a reward of 200,000 points.”
“Mom, today it sounds like the King of Hell came, and I’ll help you take his pants off!”
Watching Young Master Sang fawn over her, Nian Nian slowly said, “But a friendly reminder, Host.”
“The ‘Dream Realm Dust’ technique is similar to the soul-exit method you imagine. To be precise, it’s a method where your consciousness breaks through the barriers of time and space through dreams, allowing free travel through any space.”
“In other words, everything you encounter is in your dream and has no bearing on reality.”
Young Master Sang thought for a moment and said, “So, it means we can only meet and talk, but no fighting, right?”
“Exactly.”
Nian Nian glanced sideways at Young Master Sang, “After all, if it was fighting, even ten lives wouldn’t be enough for the Host to survive this.”
“The Host’s aim isn’t to battle but to see what Li Shanyan and those people are up to.”
At this point, Young Master Sang grew even more puzzled:
“So after all that, who exactly are those people?”
“Want to know? Sure.”
Nian Nian smiled sweetly, “One hundred million points.”
“…Are you robbing me?”
Young Master Sang thought he misheard.
“This isn’t me being a shrewd merchant and jacking up the price. With the Host’s current storyline progress, one hundred million points is a low price.” Nian Nian chimed in, “Otherwise, why would this system go through such trouble to let you use ‘Dream Realm Dust’ to see them?”
“This is your chance. The original price of the information is one hundred million points; whatever you can find out this time is profit.”
“The exact amount of information you can uncover depends on your luck.”
Even though Young Master Sang was annoyed by this little merchant’s riddle antics, it wasn’t the first time she had acted like a riddle master.
Systems being somewhat cryptic is a good thing—it at least shows their vision and skills are better than his; plus, he can keep clinging to her.
“Alright. After all, there’s no danger to my life in dreams.”
Young Master Sang waved his hand, “I’m ready; you can teach me the technique.”
Nian Nian lightly tapped her finger on Young Master Sang’s forehead, and he instantly felt a wave of obscure and profound incantations flood into his mind, more complex than any he had encountered in this world.
Young Master Sang already hated memorizing things, and now he was left awkwardly muttering the incantation in his head.
Honestly, these complicated and convoluted chants made him feel like he was back in high school, dozing off over those tedious humanities points.
And in fact, he truly felt drowsy.
After mentally repeating the incantation a few times, he collapsed onto the bed, snoring like a chainsaw.
Meanwhile, Nian Nian quietly glanced at him before transforming into a stream of data, vanishing into Young Master Sang’s body.
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…Um.
What the heck is this place?
Young Master Sang had fantasized about his soul traveling to some bizarre and desolate otherworldly continent.
However, the reality before him was a bit off from the barren worlds he had imagined.
…If he guessed correctly, this should be a brothel.
Calling it a brothel might not be entirely accurate, as everything about it was a melting pot. It resembled an Eastern brothel, an ancient Western house of ill repute, and almost had a Japanese-style entertainment district vibe.
The entire building was bustling with women from all walks of life; they had no restrictions on skin color or ethnicity, and he could even spot elves, beast-eared maidens, and magical girls—basically any imaginative XP one could think of.
They all wore revealing outfits and were intimately draped over masked customers.
The moment Young Master Sang appeared, a voluptuous, blonde, blue-eyed beauty rushed over, cheerfully saying:
“Welcome, sir, to the Dreamting! What type of lady are you looking for today? A gentle, sexy priestess? Or a feisty, bratty elf girl? Whatever you desire, we have it all here~”
Young Master Sang stood there dumbfounded for a moment and struggled to ask, “Um, I’m here to find someone…”
“Oh? So, sir already has a lady in mind?”
The beauty beamed, “Tell me her name, and I’ll fetch her for you.”
“Uh, his name is… Li Shanyan…”
Young Master Sang thought the woman would realize he wasn’t there for a lady and would send him packing.
Who knew, the next second her enthusiasm was off the charts: “Alrighty~”
“77029456, Li Shanyan, come out to receive guests~”
Huh? There really is someone with that name?
This same name thing is rather awkward.
But before Young Master Sang could explain, a sight that delivered a significant jolt to his life unfolded before his eyes.
A flamboyantly dressed, flamboyantly painted old man with a white beard was bowing to him, a coy smile plastered on his face.
“Greetings, sir~ This servant, Li Shanyan, pays you respects.”
Young Master Sang: “…?”
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