I traveled through the Cretaceous period and farmed with the ever-changing dog egg.

Wen Ci was overjoyed. His Yan Yan's future was bright, and he no longer had to worry about her being sent to the Time Court.

"Young Master Wen, this, her, Miss Ayan, is she a person?" Han Fei didn't know how to address her for a moment. Calling her by her name felt disrespectful to Lin Chaoyan.

"Never swear an oath to heaven again. Heaven is watching what people do. If you break your oath, Yan Yan has the power to enforce the law and will kill you." Wen Ci seemed to be scaring Han Fei, but his gaze turned to Xiao Ying Zheng.

"Ah, Miss Yan, what about Taoism? Are you a Taoist?" Han Fei's eyes lit up, making Lin Chaoyan feel that something bad was about to happen.

"...Don't dream. The Taoists are all ordinary people. Someone like me is currently a unique existence in this world. If a second one appears, you'll most likely be in trouble." After all, not all transmigrators are as law-abiding as I am.

"Why!?" This was Ying Zheng's question. He wanted immortality, and he wanted to stand higher.

"Hurry up and go, I'll tell you when I have the chance!" Lin Chaoyan really wanted to fly there directly.

"Master, please accept my bow!"

Lin Chaoyan was annoyed by Han Fei the moment she opened the door, so she quickly dodged and ran out. "Don't follow me! I'm not your master." If this person really had cultivated, she was doomed.

Since that day, Han Fei felt as if he had discovered a new continent, and tried every means to become Lin Chaoyan's disciple. Master doesn't like walking? Your disciple will buy you a carriage, and you'll pay your respects morning and evening like a traditional old-fashioned wife.

"Is this person's ideology so easily changed?" She squatted on the ground, drawing circles. Thinking of the spell that altered memories, Lin Chaoyan decided to try it on Han Fei. To make him forget the memory of being struck by lightning by the mountain bandits!

"Is it a big problem for Ayan that he's not going to Korea?" Ying Zheng squatted down beside him, wondering why Han Fei could cause Ayan so much trouble.

Lin Chaoyan ignored him and continued practicing the Forget-Worry Spell. After all, it was her first time using it, and what if she accidentally turned someone into an idiot?

"I am the butterfly, and you are the butterfly. Enter my dream~" As soon as the words were spoken, a golden butterfly, as beautiful as a dream, appeared out of thin air. With each flap of its wings, countless specks of light fell.

It flew around once and finally landed on her fingertip and disappeared.

"What is this?" Ying Zheng instinctively felt that this was not a good thing. Although it was very beautiful, he felt uneasy.

"Butterfly! Have you heard of Zhuangzi's dream of a butterfly? It's called Forget-Worry, also known as Dream Memory. It connects dreams and reality, and can hide, modify, and erase the memories of those cursed. Most importantly, it can help its owner find their truest self deep within their heart."

The book said that a couple once met in their dreams through it and eventually found each other in reality. But I've never tried it, so I don't know if it's true or not. "Han Fei, you just wait!" Lin Chaoyan said casually, heading towards the first experimental subject.

"Zhuang Zhou dreamt of a butterfly~" Ying Zheng murmured to himself, not knowing why he felt so flustered, but he knew he really disliked this incantation.

Ah Yan, you must promise not to use the Forget-Me-Not Spell on me.

"Master, disciple greets Master~" This time, Lin Chaoyan did not dodge, which gave Han Fei a strange feeling, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. However, he was still happy about it.

"Han Fei~" Lin Chaoyan's ethereal and gentle voice echoed in Han Fei's mind.

The Dream Butterfly reappeared, hovering above his head. Under the influence of the light dust, Han Fei's eyes glazed over, as if he had lost his soul.

"Entering my dream—and vanishing—"

The next second, Han Fei closed his eyes and Yi Mengdie merged into his body. "Han Fei, I am just a dream of yours. Forget about me when you wake up!"

When Lin Chaoyan left, she took Yi Mengdie with her. Han Fei lay on the table, looking relaxed as if he were having a beautiful dream.

“Ayan,”

Ying Zheng looked at Han Fei, who was slumped over the table, and then turned his gaze to Lin Chaoyan.

"Ah Zheng? What's wrong?" This kid's been acting strange since earlier. Should we try using him too?

"Don't use the Forget-Me-Not Spell on me!" Whether it's good or bad, it's not up to anyone else to decide, not even you, Ayan.

Am I that obvious? Does this kid have mind-reading abilities? Lin Chaoyan quickly agreed, feeling guilty.

"Oh!"

"Huh? How did I fall asleep here?" Han Fei felt more relaxed than ever before, and his mind was much clearer.

"I must continue my journey to Korea, so I must take my leave now! I will repay your kindness in the future." After bowing, Han Fei instinctively turned to bow in another direction, but he looked at the empty ground and felt puzzled. Helplessly, he shook his head and left without dwelling on it.

Lin Chaoyan then stepped out from the side and breathed a heavy sigh of relief as she watched the departing carriage.

"Ayan, let's go!"

As soon as she got into the car, Lin Chaoyan began to meditate. A huge vortex of spiritual energy formed in her dantian. As a large amount of spiritual energy was poured in, the azure light sparked and flashed even brighter.

At this moment, Lin Chaoyan suddenly woke up and found that she was not in the carriage, but in a space full of killing, and her body had become illusory and transparent.

"What, what's going on?" Lin Chaoyan had experienced a lot and was more mature than her peers, but she was still just a sixteen-year-old girl. The sudden occurrence of this strange thing made her panic.

"Qi'an? Aci! Where are you?"

"Kill~"

Her heart skipped a beat from the roar. She then began to observe her surroundings and found herself in what appeared to be a battlefield filled with the aura of carnage. The ground was littered with countless broken blades, mutilated corpses, and shattered bones, and the air was thick with a nauseating stench of blood.

In the sky, a blood-stained man stood with a sword in hand. His imposing figure exuded an aura of arrogance that seemed to defy all. The man's face was exactly the same as his cheap master's, only their auras differed. The former was a peerless, elegant gentleman. This one was a killing machine.

The sword intent emanating from Luo Qingli soared into the sky. The invisible sword intent intertwined and twisted above his head, vaguely transforming into a tangible form, seemingly about to tear this world apart.

Suddenly, dozens of figures appeared in mid-air not far away. Each of them possessed an exceptionally beautiful appearance, a beauty rarely seen in the world. Their eyes, however, were uniformly filled with greed. They were covered in blood and exuded an aura of slaughter. The imposing presence of each of them was not much less than that of Luo Qingli.

"Luo Qingli, stop struggling! Just obediently become our puppet!"

"Your wife and children are both dead by your own hand. Heaven will not forgive you, the immortals do not believe in you, what do you have left? What are you still holding on to?"

Several people took turns trying to bewitch him, attempting to extinguish his last vestiges of will.

Lin Chaoyan gazed at him, a sudden tremor running through her heart. He was still her master; how could she watch him be bullied? Besides, the whole "killing his wife to prove his Dao" thing was a misunderstanding. She felt tense and worried for Luo Qingli because of the strength of his enemies.

Luo Qingli's face was contorted in pain, his eyes bloodshot, and his entire body was gradually covered in black threads. He kept muttering "Kill, kill, kill..."

No, I can't just watch him fail. A teacher for a day is a father for life. All my knowledge comes from you, so why shouldn't I give it to you now? Lin Chaoyan swiftly came to his side, gathering all the power she had accumulated in her dantian at her fingertips, and sent it towards Luo Qingli's brow.

The moment her fingertips touched him, Luo Qingli quieted down, her eyes regaining their clarity. Looking at the stunningly beautiful, aloof girl bathed in light before him, a hint of amazement and tenderness flashed in her eyes.

"Fool, how could I have taken such a stupid disciple as you?" Luo Qingli said calmly, putting his arm around his little disciple's waist and protecting her by his side.

"Who is she? How dare she ruin our plans?"

"When exactly did she appear here? We didn't even notice her."

"No matter who she is, she must die!"

"No! Killing them would be such a waste! They could just be made into puppets anyway..."

"Are you scared, my disciple?" Luo Qingli could feel that his little disciple was very nervous, and the little hand that was holding his waist unconsciously tightened a bit.

"Huh? What are you afraid of?" Lin Chaoyan looked up blankly, her eyes shining like beautiful stars. He felt that his disciple was really a bit dull.

"...Is taking in such a fool as you my retribution? Never mind!"