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On the throne, Xiao Yun looked up and stared at the ceiling for a long time.

It is decorated with magnificent patterns, very similar to those in the ruins of Eternal Blood.

As Xiao Yun's gaze swept over them, the patterns seemed to come alive.

A series of magnificent epics unfold slowly, recounting the past.

Xiao Yun only glanced at it twice and then didn't look at it again.

Because the content is actually very simple, it describes the story of how, after the world was born, a group of the first life forms, the dragons, established a civilization under the leadership of a dragon emperor and four dragon kings.

Interspersed throughout are numerous eulogies and praises, with a particular focus on the leader of the four Dragon Kings, a figure embodying all the world's finest qualities—greatness, nobility, kindness, compassion, handsomeness, and more.

Boundless Wind, Ruler of the Sky, Wings of Freedom, Creator of Events, Guardian of the Dreamless Realm, King of Blue, King of Reality and Illusion.

"That's right, it's me."

Xiao Yun sighed softly, finally accepting this absurd fact.

He is not a substitute; there is no deception, for the crown symbolizing the Dragon King's power is worn on his head.

Xiao Yun even sensed the power of [Illusion and Reality], which, although almost impossible to manipulate, was indeed present within the crown.

But he felt no joy; in fact, he was even more bewildered.

"Seriously? They really play like that? Aren't they afraid I'll just blow this place up and send us all flying?"

Xiao Yun carefully considered the entire plan, but ultimately did not implement it.

Because he vaguely sensed the existence of some kind of rule, preventing him from doing anything beyond the bounds of propriety.

Moreover, doing so would be entirely detrimental to Xiao Yun.

"If I do something that goes beyond my 'persona' and causes the plot to deviate, I will be exposed. And with my identity... if I am exposed, I will probably be attacked by everyone."

Xiao Yun had a headache, feeling as if he wasn't sitting on a throne, but on a powder keg that was about to explode at any moment.

"That's ruthless. They've put me directly in opposition to all the players. Even though I'm the Dragon King, I don't dare to make any rash moves."

Xiao Yun's expression turned slightly cold as he gently tapped the handle of the throne, organizing his thoughts.

"In other words, if I want to break this deadlock, there's only one way—"

"Find the true illusion and the king of wind."

A glint flashed in Xiao Yun's eyes, then he gave a wry smile:

"Where the hell are we going to find this?"

This illusionary palace of reality and illusion not only contains players of unknown identity, but also countless NPCs.

Without the title of Dragon King and the iconic power of "Illusion and Reality," finding the true Illusion and Reality and the King of Wind is like finding a needle in a haystack.

"Perhaps that dog-headed guard over there is Him, or that maid, or perhaps... that guy isn't even in this illusion!"

Xiao Yun sighed softly and ultimately chose to continue observing.

"No matter what, given that everyone is unwilling to reveal their identities and needs to conform to the character settings and plot, my identity still has an advantage. Until the final plot arrives, I will maintain the initiative."

For example, he used to worry about how to meet with Su Muqing and Jiang Shangzhen, but now that he has the identity of the Dragon King, it's a piece of cake.

Xiao Yun leaned back on the throne and spoke calmly:

"Summon the head steward and the apothecary; I have something to discuss with them."

Inside the palace, guards and servants hurriedly knelt down, while outside, even the blue wind stopped at the Dragon King's will.

"Yes, ma'am."

A majestic man with two horns on his head knelt on one knee and quickly left.

Xiao Yun leaned back on the throne and couldn't help but hum softly:

"Being the Dragon King isn't so bad!"

……

The Dragon King's decree was quickly conveyed.

"The Dragon King is looking for us? What's going on?"

Jiang Shangzhen looked serious as he quickly searched through the memories of the character he was playing.

"Is it for the research and development of Dream Ruins? Or is one of the concubines in the harem unwell, or perhaps... the mysterious little pills have run out?"

Beside him, Su Muqing's expression grew even more solemn.

Because, based on her memories of playing this role, she, the head steward, was not just the head steward of the royal palace.

Or perhaps she's the Dragon King's private butler!

"If that lecherous dragon tries to lay a hand on me in a moment, I might as well just die."

Su Muqing's pretty face was icy cold, and she cursed a certain unreliable guy in her heart:

"It's all Xiao Yun's fault for providing false information! If I had known it was this kind of head steward, I would have crippled myself rather than come in."

"Don't panic. They didn't call you alone, they're asking us to come together. Maybe they have some kind of mission for us."

Jiang Shangzhen comforted her, and Su Muqing's complexion improved slightly.

"I hope so..."

Su Muqing sighed softly, feeling a sense of helplessness.

Even if they were to self-destruct in rebellion, they would seem to have no chance of winning against the Dragon King, who rules the entire Palace of Illusion and Reality.

With trepidation, the two arrived at the throne room.

On the throne, a man dressed in a cyan-gold robe, with two horns on his head and unimaginably handsome, leaned against the armrest of the throne, seemingly resting with his eyes closed.

His long, black hair was casually draped over his shoulders, but instead of looking careless, it added to his free-spirited and ethereal air.

Sunlight streamed down, illuminating the crown atop his head and bathing the entire throne room in a verdant hue.

Sunlight streamed down, illuminating the crown atop his head and bathing the entire throne room in a verdant hue.

He sat on the throne like a god enshrined in jade.

"What a nice view……"

Su Muqing was amazed, and then blushed.

That was close; I was almost affected by the character's memories.

"It's not that my memory is affecting me, this girl is truly more beautiful than I imagined."

Jiang Shang sighed softly, his gaze complex:

"As expected of the first creature to be born after the beginning of the world, every inch of its body is the epitome of perfection."

Even just standing there, he felt an urge to worship, and even looking directly at that face filled him with dread.

"I can't even muster the will to resist, this is the end..."

Jiang Shangzhen felt even heavier, even somewhat desperate.

Just then, the person on the throne seemed to sense their arrival and slowly opened his eyes.

"You're here?"

Upon seeing those cyan-gold vertical pupils, the two men trembled slightly and hurriedly knelt on one knee according to the etiquette they remembered:

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

"Um."

The Dragon King waved his hand dismissively, straightened up, and looked at the two of them.

The two of them didn't know what he was going to do. They kept their heads down, not daring to breathe, and their sweat had already soaked their undergarments.

But in reality, Xiao Yun was just confirming one thing:

"When I looked at myself just now, I was still the same as before, but judging from the teacher and Su Su's behavior, my appearance and true reality are no different from the King of Wind."

Xiao Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

If the flaws are obvious on the surface, he might as well just be direct.

Then, he observed the two people's current identities with great interest.

"Susu's identity, long ears, white skin... is she an elf? Tsk tsk tsk, my Susu is still so beautiful, it makes my mouth water."

"Teacher, this one is just average. He seems to be a vampire. He's so pale he looks like he's been dead for half a year. He has a pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks. He looks nothing like his original appearance."

Xiao Yun made a few comments in his mind and didn't let the two of them suffer any longer.

After all, in his view, the two people's bodies had already begun to tremble.

"This also reminded me that most people would find it difficult to handle such a situation if they were to face the Dragon King without knowing the reason. They would definitely reveal their weaknesses. This method can be used to initially distinguish between NPCs and players."

With this method memorized, Xiao Yun spoke calmly:

"Everyone else, please leave first. I have something to discuss with my two ministers."

"Yes."

The other guards and servants responded without questioning the Dragon King's actions, simply following his instructions faithfully.

Even considering that the Dragon King might develop some unique and novel gameplay, the guards drew the curtains of the French windows and set up shielding runes.

As for the Dragon King's safety after they left...

Just kidding, there's nothing in this world that can threaten the supreme Dragon King.

Soon, only Xiao Yun and his two companions remained in the throne room.

In the dead silence, Su Muqing and Jiang Shangzhen also sensed something was amiss.

As the Dragon King's original confidants, they naturally knew some of his little interests. The Dragon King was a germaphobe and would never engage in any strange threesomes.

In his memory, the Dragon King had never summoned the two of them alone, without anyone else in sight.

Therefore, after eliminating all possibilities, only one unbelievable conclusion remains—

"Xiao Yun?"

Jiang Shangzhen asked with surprise and uncertainty, even preparing himself to die for angering the Dragon King.

"How dare you address me as such!"