Having the genes of a demon king, I never intended to be a kept man.

I don't know how long it took...

Night Song returned to the real world.

He slowly opened his eyes and woke up in Lan Mi's bed.

She was covered in a blanket with a mysterious fragrance, and a crystal chandelier made of magic stones hung from the ceiling. The curtains in the room swayed gently.

The room in front of him felt both familiar and strange.

This sleep felt like a lifetime ago...

Ye Ge slowly sat up, her eyes still slightly dazed.

In the real world, only one day has passed here.

But for Night Song, 1440 years have passed...

"call......"

Ye Ge slowly exhaled and examined his current condition.

The level remains unchanged, still at the second stage of the Myriad Manifestations Realm.

However, he could clearly feel that his mind had become incredibly clear and his whole body felt incredibly refreshed.

Looking around at the surroundings, everything seemed to become much clearer.

Within my consciousness, a vast spiritual universe has already formed.

Ye Ge felt that even with his eyes closed, he could now clearly "see" every tiny thing in the world around him.

He could "see" the exact location of every item in the room in an instant.

He could even "see" every blade of grass and every tree downstairs. Even the slightest breeze and the gentle trembling of leaves could not escape his perception!

In the flowerbed, ants are crawling in and out of their burrows, constantly transporting supplies back into the hole...

The pedestrians walking back and forth downstairs were chatting with each other as they went...

On the dining table in the living room outside the bedroom, there were plates of food that had just been eaten but hadn't been cleared away—it must have been the teacher's dinner.

Behind the semi-transparent frosted glass in the bathroom, someone is taking a shower... Huh?!?

"!" Ye Ge quickly stopped her mental vision, opened her eyes awkwardly, and her cheeks turned slightly red.

Good guy...

Amitabha......

I didn't see anything!

"..."

After a while, Ye Ge calmed down and began to recall his 1440 years of cultivation.

At first, he thought that everything he saw was a scene from Qinglong's memory.

But he later realized he was clearly wrong.

If it's a memory, how could Qinglong have sensed his presence?

And this old man had dragged me into a long, drawn-out conversation that had lasted for 1,440 years...

After all, a prison sentence can last for millions of years, and without someone to talk to, it can be truly lonely and desolate.

Ye Ge is now very confused.

What if the 1440 years he just experienced weren't memories, but rather a fabricated illusion...?

So how did Lan Mi, who created this illusionary storyline, know about the plot involving the Azure Dragon and the gods?

These plots are never recorded in any of the ancient historical records of the myriad races that humanity possesses!

Moreover, Ye Ge knew that the battle between the Azure Dragon and the gods was almost certainly real! This was definitely not a story fabricated by Lan Mi, because the subsequent events mentioned in the game's storyline basically connected with the 1440 years he had experienced...

Ye Ge couldn't understand it at all.

"Squeak-"

At this moment, Lan Mi walked in wearing a large white bathrobe and drying her wet hair with a towel.

"Oh, my little Yege is awake." Lan Mi sat down on the edge of the bed, her loose nightgown revealing her fair collarbone and fragrant shoulders, which were quite eye-catching. She smiled and said, "How is it? It's been 1440 years. Did you miss your older sister?"

"..."

Ye Ge paused for a moment, then said, "Teacher, I want to ask you..."

"Call my sister."

"......elder sister."

Ye Ge took a deep breath, then looked at Lan Mi seriously and asked in confusion, "What exactly was that illusion just now?"

Lan Mi's gaze was calm, and she smiled gently: "It seems that your cultivation has been quite successful. To be honest, I didn't expect you to actually be able to persist for 1440 years. It's quite surprising. Even geniuses with top-tier mage talent would not be able to last even the first year of this level of cultivation before their spirits completely collapse."

Ye Ge opened her mouth, about to say something.

To everyone's surprise, Lan Mi looked quite regretful and sighed dejectedly, "Alas, what a pity. It seems my plan to take care of Xiao Yege for the rest of her life, now that she's become mentally challenged, has fallen through..."

Night Song: "..."

"Hehehe, just kidding," Lan Mi said. "Tell me, what did you see?"

Ye Ge paused for a moment, then quickly and briefly recounted what he had seen.

"..."

After listening, Lan Mi remained silent for a moment, then narrowed her eyes: "Is that so? The war between the Azure Dragon and the gods in the ancient times..."

"Teacher... uh, sister, you haven't answered my question yet." Ye Ge tilted her head: "How do you know about the gods and the Azure Dragon?"

Lan Mi: "......"

Night Song: "..."

Lan Mi: "......"

Night Song: "...?"

"Don't ask," Lan Mi finally said.

Ye Ge was taken aback: "...Huh?"

"I haven't finished making this up yet." Lan Mi: "If I just tell a lie and the students find out, I, as a teacher, will be very embarrassed."

Night Song: "..."

This sounds so damn familiar...

"Alright, your cultivation is over. Go back now." Lan Mi smiled faintly. "However, it's best not to tell anyone what you saw in that world."

"Yes, I know that." Ye Ge got off the bed and bowed slightly. "Thank you, sister. I'll be going now."

"Okay, go ahead. Remember to repay me with your body later."

"..."

After Ye Ge left, Lan Mi slowly turned her head, her beautiful, calm, azure eyes looking at the ancient cultivation manual on the bed.

A night breeze blew in from outside the window, lifting the thin gauze curtains on the windowsill and causing the thick books to turn page by page with a rustling sound.

In that ancient book, all the text had disappeared, leaving it completely blank...