Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

After entering the house, Mu Qingge was meditating in a place, holding his breath.

Jiang Tingwan also sat on the bed, biting his nails thoughtfully. If one was not enough, he would switch to the next one.

What's going on?

Why didn’t Luo Xingnan come here?

Mu Yun finally had the change he has today and became a member attending the trial conference because of me. What about Luo Xingnan?

What influenced his storyline?

Could it be the Zizai Gate as well?

But they have nothing in common now?

Jiang Tingwan sat on the bed and thought about it. He could only try to call up the system in his mind: Little Fox! Can you come out and give me some advice?

Suijiu: You know I know nothing!

Jiang Tingwan: ...

Jiang Tingwan was speechless for a moment, she just felt like she was having a myocardial infarction. This broken system was really not pretentious at all, and yet she had promised her that she would not say she was useless again.

Jiang Tingwan may not be good at other things, but she still keeps her word. It's just that now she is shooting herself in the foot, which is really frustrating.

After a brief silence, Sui Jiu spoke: But I can feel that the danger in this city is far higher than what you wrote in your book.

Jiang Tingwan was a little surprised: "Huh? Why did you suddenly change?"

Sui Jiu pouted and said frankly: Just consider it because you keep your word!

Jiang Tingwan: You can hear all this.

Sui Jiu arrogantly said: This girl has always known every thought of yours, but she just didn’t expose them.

Jiang Tingwan became more demanding: Could you be more specific?

Sui Jiu in the void remained silent.

Jiang Tingwan was a little touched that the little fox made an exception for him, but when he came to his senses, he realized that it was the same as if he hadn't said anything! He might as well go and consult with Wen Bumian.

Thinking of this, Jiang Tingwan stood up immediately, and Mu Qingge, who was resting with his eyes closed, also stood up immediately.

"Where are you going, Uncle Master?"

Jiang Tingwan was a little surprised and explained, "I have something I want to discuss with Sect Master Wen."

"Let me take my uncle there." Mu Qingge said immediately.

Unable to refuse the kind invitation, Jiang Tingwan could only smile and nod. That was good. In case she fell into a dream, Mu Qingge would be with her. In the original plot, she was the kind of person who woke up quickly.

However, before he could utter the words of promise, a refreshing floral scent wafted from outside the house. Jiang Tingwan quickly covered his mouth and nose, not knowing whether he would be affected by the power of this dream demon.

But Mu Qingge, who was a beat slower to react, had already taken a whiff. Jiang Tingwan was shocked and quickly reminded them, "It seems we can't go out. Remember what the waiter said. Don't believe everything you see! And don't open the door!"

Jiang Tingwan grabbed Mu Qingge's arm and emphasized every word, but as soon as he finished speaking, a strange green light flashed in their eyes, and then their consciousness was pulled into a dream.

When he opened his eyes again, Jiang Tingwan was still standing in the same place, but it was dark around him. There was only a ray of light from the top of his head, illuminating him. The Mu Qingge beside him had become Wen Bushian.

"Jiang Tingwan! Jiang Tingwan!"

I only saw Wen Bushian holding my arm tightly and seemed to have called me several times.

Jiang Tingwan thought about it carefully. According to the setting, everyone who falls asleep will think they are awake, but in fact they are trapped in their own self-righteous imagination.

I am now clear-headed, but could the Wen Bumian in front of me be fake?

Thinking of this, Jiang Tingwan immediately shook off Wen Bumian's hand and asked, "Who are you?"

Wen Bumian on the other side was speechless, but still replied patiently: "Don't doubt it, I found you as soon as you fell asleep, I really am Wen Bumian!"

"Then why are you okay?" Jiang Tingwan still didn't believe it and asked.

"Because I have enough self-control and I only believe in myself. Plus, the dream demon's realm is lower than mine, so it can't affect me."

Jiang Tingwan was skeptical, but Wen Bumian immediately added, "We still have to go and see Mu Yunzhong's dream. Only here can we know what he was planning when he was your good disciple?"

Wen Bumian's words regained a little trust from Jiang Tingwan. Yes, their main purpose of entering the city was to find out Mu Yunzhong's inner thoughts.

"No matter what happens, you'd better not be too far away from me, otherwise my spiritual power will not be able to cover you."

After saying this, Wen Bumian's hands circulated spiritual power. After an extremely powerful flash of inspiration, many glowing doors instantly appeared in the dark space, each of which was a passage to other people's dreams.

"We can't stay too long, we have to find Mu Yunzhong as soon as possible!"

After saying that, he pulled Jiang Tingwan, opened a door, and walked in.

When the door opened, it was still the lobby of the inn, but compared to the dilapidated and old appearance during the day, the hall became magnificent at night. The old wood that was originally damaged by termites had turned into brand new sandalwood, painted with gold paint on the surface, and engraved with unique cloud patterns and lifelike mythical beasts.

The bright candlelight made the entire inn as bright as day. Every gem inlaid on the pillar was dazzling. There were piles of gold and silver treasures everywhere. In the hall were guests enjoying the joy of wine and beauties.

Some of them were the customers who sat in the store during the day. They were addicted to wine, sex, money and power, unable to extricate themselves, laughing and talking happily. The whole store was filled with the atmosphere of decadence and the refreshing fragrance of flowers.

"Such a scene should only exist in heaven, how can we enjoy it on earth!" The drunk man who bumped into Meng Ziyuan before was hugging a charming woman and singing to his heart's content, but he looked a dozen years younger.

A man wearing Sanyuan Sect clothing just crawled out from the pile of jewels nearby, but his head was buried in the pile of pearls so his face could not be seen clearly.

Jiang Tingwan hurried downstairs and tried to pull the man out, but was unable to touch his body. It was not until he crawled out of the pile of jewels that he could see his face clearly. He was an outer disciple of Sanyuan Sect.

"Hey! Wake up, are these all fake?"

Jiang Tingwan tried hard to wake him up, but he didn't hear anything.

But after taking a drunken look at the treasures under him, the disciple laughed wildly: "Hahaha, I quit! With these, I can live happily even if I don't practice Taoism. I quit practicing Taoism! Hahaha..."

The disciple was completely immersed in the smell of gold and silver. He held a pile of jewels in his arms and sniffed them resentfully.

Jiang Tingwan was about to try to wake him up again, but was pulled up by Wen Bumian, "We don't have much time, I can't hold on for much longer, we have to find Mu Yunzhong quickly!"

After that, after another dazzling flash of light, the scene around him changed to a huge attic. There were densely packed bookshelves all around, surrounding a pile of books in the middle. On top of the pile of books was Lin Shuyu, who was diligently flipping through the books.

He used his spiritual power to flip open books in the air, and he greedily read several books at the same time, using his ability to read ten lines at a glance to the fullest.

"Damn! You are worthy of being the Wang Yuyan of the immortal world. However, she studies for love, while you are just abusing yourself!" Before Jiang Tingwan could even sigh, he was pulled away by Wen Bumian.

"Don't worry about this kid! He will wake up soon!" Wen Bumian said quickly.

Jiang Tingwan was not worried at all, because he would soon come to his senses because he suspected that a certain word in a book was not used carefully enough, and realize that everything in front of him was an illusion.

Unexpectedly, Wen Bumian even remembered this. Jiang Tingwan became even more convinced that the Wen Bumian in front of him was the real one.

After another flash of inspiration, the two finally arrived at a familiar scene - Sanyuan Sect!

All the disciples stood in a row on the square in front of the Sanyuan Sect's main hall.

Cang Shuzi, Xing Mingzi and Gu Qingman were standing above judging someone.

The man was covered in wounds, and his white clothes were stained blood. Jiang Tingwan recognized him just by looking at his back.

"Mu Yunzhong!" Jiang Tingwan was about to go up and call him, but was stopped by Wen Bumian.

"His inner demon is still in Sanyuan Sect! Don't you want to see what he will do next?"

Hearing this, the foot that was about to take a step forward stopped.

She could only follow Wen Bumian and move closer to the center of the trial little by little.

Nothing in the dream was affected. The people in the dream did not see Jiang Tingwan and the other person. She was also able to observe Mu Yunzhong's expression closely.

He was seen kneeling on the ground, his eyes full of hesitation, until a purple evil aura appeared in the air and attracted the attention of Cang Shuzi and the other two.

Everyone looked up, and as expected, a voice in the air sent a dangerous signal:

"Young Master! Why don't you do it?"