I woke up to find myself as the villain's older sister.

"But what?" Yun Qingyi asked.

"It might not be the entrance to some ancient sea territory, senior. You should reconsider whether you want to go in or not."

Upon hearing this, Yun Qingyi paused for a moment, then steeled her resolve and said, "Go in."

We must meet force with force and dam with water. Having gone through so much, we cannot afford to back down at this final moment.

"Yes." The people behind her nodded and followed Yun Qingyi into the archway.

But just as everyone was on high alert, the imagined danger did not materialize.

The scene before me was the room where Yun Qingyi had stayed for a while. The room was the same size as I remembered, resembling a small garden.

"This is actually a room? That's incredible!" Leng Zhan looked around curiously, his face full of amazement.

“This room even has a garden. The habits of the merfolk are indeed quite unique.” Ji Zhaoling nodded in agreement.

Looking at the place, which was just as dreamlike as she remembered, Yun Qingyi did not lower her guard; on the contrary, she strengthened her vigilance.

Suddenly, not far ahead, on the ground, there was a skeleton, and in front of the skeleton, a white, transparent figure was floating.

Leng Zhan, who was admiring the surrounding scenery, suddenly screamed, "A ghost! Aaaaaah!"

Ji Zhaoling wasn't frightened by the figure, but was startled by Leng Zhan. After realizing what was happening, she gave him a disgusted look and covered her ears. "Look at you, you're a cultivator and you're afraid of ghosts. Aren't you afraid people will laugh at you?"

"I'm scared, so what?" Leng Zhan muttered, hiding behind Ruan Qi, looking at the white figure in front of him, and swallowed hard. "Who says cultivators can't be afraid of ghosts?"

Compared to Leng Zhan, the others were much calmer. Yun Qingyi looked at the figure in front of her and felt a sense of familiarity.

“That…isn’t that Uncle Shang?” Liang Meng suddenly asked. Although her memory was incomplete, she could still recognize Uncle Shang at a glance.

Upon hearing Liang Meng's words, Yun Qingyi, Yun Qingrou, and Ji Zhaoze looked on with a hint of realization. No wonder it felt familiar; it turned out to be Uncle Shang.

The figure before her gradually overlapped with the one in her memory. Yun Qingyi's eyes were somewhat complicated. Anyone with eyes could see that Uncle Shang's presence here was not a coincidence.

"Let's go and see what's going on." Yun Qingyi didn't waste any words and walked directly towards the figure.

As they approached, the white, transparent figure slowly turned around, looking kindly at Yun Qingyi and the others: "Children, you've come."

Hearing this, Liangmeng felt a mix of emotions. She seemed to sense something and stepped forward: "Uncle Shang, did you... wait for us here on purpose?"

When Uncle Shang saw Liangmeng, a hint of affection flashed in his eyes. He stroked his non-existent beard and smiled, "Mengmeng is still as perceptive as she was a thousand years ago. That's right, I waited for you here on purpose."

Upon hearing this, Yun Qingyi stepped forward and said calmly, "Uncle Shang, why are you so sure that we would come to this place? If we hadn't come, wouldn't you have waited in vain?"

Uncle Shang smiled and turned his gaze to Yun Qingyi: "It's Yiyi..." Then he looked at her legs and said with some relief: "Sure enough, just like that person said, the three of you are not mermaids."

Once they left the second room, the special illusionary aura within it ceased to work, so the legs that Uncle Shang saw were no longer fish tails.

“I’m sorry for deceiving you back then, but I think you’ve been through so much, so you can understand. We had no choice back then, we didn’t mean to deceive you,” Yun Qingyi said.

"Haha, girl, don't be nervous. This old man isn't here to interrogate you," Uncle Shang laughed.

Yun Qingyi remained silent, waiting for what was to come.

"Actually, the reason I'm here is because I promised someone something."

"Who?" Liangmeng asked immediately after Uncle Shang finished speaking.

Uncle Shang didn't answer her. Instead, he gave her a deep look and said, "As for who it is, I'd rather not say. But I would like to ask you to trust this old man about what's going to happen next."

"What is it?" Yun Qingyi asked, frowning.

Uncle Shang pondered for a moment: "It's about whether you can successfully escape from this dream that's both real and illusory."