I can find treasures in my dreams.

"Big sister, Dad praised us, saying that the aura of calamity we found in Ha Xiaolin's soul will be of great help in dragging the enemy out of the gutter."

Yang Yanchen said excitedly.

The idea came from his head, and now that it had won his father's approval, he was naturally overjoyed.

Yang Wanyu gave her younger brother a thumbs up, giving him plenty of emotional support: "Yanchen, you've done a great job this time!"

Yang Yanchen laughed so hard his mouth almost twisted into a crook.

Yang Wanyu then offered her deduction: "The enemy probably didn't realize that the Dream God that my father built has the ability to extract the aura of calamity."

"In addition, it thought that Ha Xiaolin's strength was too weak, so it didn't make much of a show of force, which is why we were able to succeed. It's a pity that we won't have such a good opportunity next time."

Yang Yanchen was easily satisfied: "The enemy is most likely a Venerable-level expert. Being able to seize one opportunity is enough."

Yang Wanyu nodded and said, "That's definitely enough."

The siblings, one a warrior and the other a superhuman, were able to catch the Venerable One's slip-up, which can be considered a glorious achievement for their ancestors.

Yang Yanchen changed the subject: "Big sister, send your classmate's soul into the 'Dream of Jiangnan' mural in the main hall of the Dream Realm, so you can communicate with her."

The magical mural space where the lady Jinyao lived, which was like a water town in an ink painting, was the so-called "Dream of Jiangnan".

That place is a magical world that Yang Fan created, based on the descriptions of the Jiangnan water towns by the ancient people of the Great Xia Dynasty, and that best captures the essence of the water town.

Yang Wanyu hummed in agreement: "I'll go transfer Xiaolin's soul. You stay here and watch over the Star Gazing Pavilion."

Yang Yanchen replied, "Leave it to me, I guarantee there won't be any problems."

With a thought, Yang Wanyu instantly transformed into a shooting star and rapidly ascended into the brilliant starry sky.

The land, resembling a black and white chessboard, now only has one person and one monument remaining.

"Snapped!"

Yang Yanchen raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

The Star Gazing Pavilion underwent a dramatic transformation in an instant; the starry sky quickly disappeared, and blue sky and white clouds appeared.

The ground rippled like water, creating undulating terrain, and lush green grass quickly covered the land.

In the blink of an eye, the Star Gazing Pavilion transformed into an endless grassland.

Yang Yanchen looked around, cupped his hands to his mouth, and shouted loudly, "I am the Creator!"

"...The Creator!"

"……host!"

The distant rolling hills bounced the sound back.

Yang Yanchen lowered his hand and then clenched his fist again: "A creator like my father."

During his time at the Star Gazing Pavilion, the place gave the young man so much to be amazed by that it sparked this idea in him.

"drive!"

Yang Yanchen called out again.

A beam of white light descended from the sky, forming a phantom image of a horse upon landing. It then quickly solidified, transforming into a real, flesh-and-blood horse.

Yang Yanchen nimbly climbed onto the saddle, squeezed the horse's belly slightly with his feet, and began to gallop across the grassland.

He genuinely felt that the Star Gazing Pavilion his father had built was so much fun that he could live there for the rest of his life without any problem.

"I love my dad so much!"

Yang Yanchen's words carried far on the warm breeze across the grassland.

Above the sky.

Yang Wanyu's form became illusory, completely disappearing into the blue sky and white clouds.

She looked down at the grassland from the clouds, gazed at her younger brother who exuded childlike innocence, and sighed softly.

She knew that being born into such a family meant she would soon have to learn to take on responsibilities.

Don't even think about living a life of idleness and waiting to die!
The environment and people around you will gradually push you to take on responsibilities, without your parents even needing to say a word.

Although Yang Yanchen is only eight years old, happy days like today are already few and far between for him. Judging from his father's consistent style, it won't be long before he adds more responsibilities to Yang Yanchen's shoulders, and the latter will grow up quickly.

Yang Wanyu murmured softly, "Every generation has its own mission!"

She understood that the primordial catastrophe was imminent, and that her and her brother's mission was to fight for the survival of their civilization.

*
ten minutes later.

Dream of Jiangnan.

Ha Xiaolin lay on a covered boat and groggily opened her eyes.

The world of ink wash painting style immediately caught her eye, giving her a strong sense of amazement.

"Wow~"

That's the sound of oars cutting through the water.

The swaying of the ship made Ha Xiaolin immediately realize her location.

She lay there motionless, muttering in confusion, "Wasn't I killed by a monster? Could it be that I've traveled through time?"

"Ha ha!"

A familiar laugh rang out.

Ha Xiaolin sat up abruptly, turned around and looked back, immediately seeing Yang Wanyu rowing the oars.

She asked in shock, "I..."

Yang Wanyu quickly interrupted her friend: "This is a space specifically for accommodating souls. You are currently a soul, and you need to reside here for a period of time."

Dream Jiangnan is a unique space that incorporates a small amount of the laws of the soul, making it naturally suitable for soul beings.

In a sense, Meng Jiangnan represents Yang Fan's exploration of the laws of the soul.

Ha Xiaolin subconsciously touched the plank of the boat beneath her, then reached her hand out of the boat to touch the cool river water. She could smell the moisture in the water, and her face was full of disbelief.

This all feels so real!

Yang Wanyu smiled and said, "You were killed by a monster just now, and your soul suffered some damage. Living in Meng Jiangnan can help your soul recover quickly."

Ha Xiaolin said "Oh," and then added, "Okay."

Since she was already there, she decided to make the best of it. With the courage to face death decisively, she naturally accepted Meng Jiangnan very quickly.

Yang Wanyu smiled and said, "Take your time to explore Dream Jiangnan. There are many interesting things here."

As she spoke, her figure became blurry, as if she was about to leave.

Ha Xiaolin moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something.

Yang Wanyu guessed what her friend was thinking and gently waved her right hand: "You can see what you want to see in this mirror."

With this action, a classically styled dressing mirror from the Xia Dynasty appeared out of thin air in Ha Xiaolin's hand.

Yang Wanyu left with the words, "I have to go to work, I'll come find you later," and then disappeared.

Ha Xiaolin looked at the dressing mirror and then at her surroundings, and then realized something—the family of the richest man in the People's Federation seemed to be more than just "having more money than they could spend"; there was also an unknown force hidden within.

She stared blankly for a while before picking up the vanity mirror to examine herself.

After only a few glances, the mirror surface suddenly rippled like water.

When the ripples subsided, the figures of the parents and two younger brothers suddenly appeared in the mirror.

Her intuition told her that this was not a video playback, but a direct observation of reality like a camera.

Ha Xiaolin was immediately taken aback.

As a person with supernatural abilities, she has a deep understanding of supernatural knowledge.

According to my friend, this is a space independent of reality.

Therefore, she fully understood what it meant to observe another space in real time from the soul space.

This is something even knights would find difficult to accomplish. (End of Chapter)