I can find treasures in my dreams.

The hidden realm of the sunken sand abyss.

Above the endless Gobi Desert, the sky is being slowly torn apart by the rules of the world; one side is a pale white, struggling to survive, and the other side is a thick, inky black that is constantly swallowing up the light.

In about twenty minutes, the thick, suffocating night sky will completely engulf this cursed land.

At this moment, Yang Donglin and Zhou Furui's journey to survive in the secret realm is no longer a solitary trek.

A slender yet upright figure has joined the team.

The third companion was a warrior from the Moon Spirit civilization named Livin.

The Moon Spirit Civilization is predominantly human, and its people are exceptionally beautiful.

Livin perfectly embodies this characteristic.

Her face possessed both an ethereal, fairy-like quality and a sculpted, exquisite appearance; her figure was slender and graceful; and her skin shone with a soft, ivory-like luster.

The most striking feature was the pair of long, pointed ears that peeked out from between her silver-white hair.

What truly defines her identity as "Moon Spirit" are her beautiful eyes.

As dusk approached, two crescent moon phantoms quietly emerged deep within Liwen's eyes; these were the "Soul Moons" unique to the Moon Spirits.

The Soul Moon is not only a symbol of ethnicity, but also contains strange supernatural powers.

With its blessing, the Moon Spirit's various abilities will be significantly enhanced.

The darker the environment, the brighter the Soul Moon, and the stronger the amplification.

When a Moon Spirit ascends to the true "Warrior" rank, the Moon Spirit will also bestow upon them unique special powers.

Compared to the generally mediocre talents of the Azure people, the Moon Spirits' talents are truly remarkable.

five minutes ago.

The two Azuremen unexpectedly encountered the Moon Spirit female warrior in an area with an exceptionally dense concentration of rocks.

The meeting between the two parties was rather dramatic.

At that moment, Livin was leaning against a rough stone pillar, on high alert.

She was wearing a suit of armor that could be described as a work of art.

The main body of the armor is a streamlined silver-white color, made up of countless thin, crescent-shaped plates that are layered and interlocked, perfectly outlining the slender and agile curves of the body.

Her left hand gripped a longbow tightly. The bow's arm had a translucent, elegant glass-like texture, and the bow's curves were perfectly formed. The bowstring was a solid, silvery-white thread.

The longbow emitted a soft, pale blue glow, dispelling the small, unsettling shadow around it.

Between the slender fingers of his right hand, three illusory arrows of light, though not physical, were held as if sculpted from ice.

The arrow tip trembled slightly, pointing in the direction of an unknown threat.

Livin's pretty face tensed, and the moon in her pupils flickered rapidly.

Because the power of the Soul Moon was issuing her an unprecedentedly strong warning—the encroaching night was spreading a terrifying power of death across the land.

When darkness descends completely, her soul moon will be utterly destroyed.

In other words, it means eternal fall.

then.

When the beautiful female warrior noticed that a strangely constructed drone was approaching, she was slightly taken aback, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, which held the soul moon.

Without any hesitation, she released her right hand, and the three illusory arrows of light, poised to be unleashed, silently disintegrated into specks of starlight.

With a fluid, dance-like movement, she slung the exquisite longbow behind her back.

This action was clear—I had no hostile intentions.

Then Livin moved.

Her figure suddenly transformed into a fleeting shadow interwoven with silver and pale blue, displaying astonishing agility and balance.

With a light touch of his toes on the jagged rocks, he leaped to another rock several meters away. His movements were as light as a deer in the forest, yet his speed was so fast that it created a faint sound of wind breaking as he ran towards the direction from which the drone had come, which was the hiding place of the two Azure People.

Through the real-time footage transmitted by the drone, Zhou Furui could clearly see Liwen's face as she approached.

Even through the screen, against the backdrop of the dim light of the sky and the faint glow of the moon, that otherworldly beauty still possesses a powerful impact.

Zhou Furui was visibly stunned for a moment; he had never seen such an exquisitely beautiful woman who seemed otherworldly.

He instinctively turned to look at his superior beside him, his tone questioning, "Lieutenant Colonel Yang, what's going on with them...?"

He stopped abruptly after only uttering five words.

He noticed that Yang Donglin's expression was quite strange, and his eyes did not have the sharpness one would show when facing an unknown threat. Instead, they revealed a hint of... entanglement and helplessness, as if he foresaw that trouble was coming his way.

Yang Donglin was silent for two seconds, then finally sighed almost inaudibly, "Let her come over."

Zhou Furui's doubts deepened.

soon.

Livin's agile and graceful figure appeared atop a massive, pyramid-shaped, dark gray rock a kilometer away, and she called out in an exceptionally melodious yet completely unfamiliar language, her voice clear and urgent.

Just then, ripples spread across the surface of the bronze mirror with the ghost head, and the eerie ghost eye reappeared.

It said in a fawning tone: "Great master, this little female of the Moon Spirit Civilization, her Soul Moon seems to have endowed her with spiritual intuition that transcends sight."

"She saw in you the only glimmer of hope for survival in this dead land, and therefore she was willing to swear by the very essence of her soul to offer you absolute loyalty and accept all your dominion."

It paused, then added in a critical tone, "Tsk, what a smart and decisive woman."

"In my opinion, she is somewhat useful to you. She is capable and pretty enough. At least... taking her in as a bed warmer would not be a waste of her looks and awareness."

Zhou Furui was dumbfounded. At their first meeting, more than a kilometer apart, he was willing to swear allegiance with his soul without a word?
The plot development was completely beyond his comprehension.

He subconsciously looked at Yang Donglin, and only then did he realize—no wonder the lieutenant colonel looked so conflicted earlier; it turned out that he had already foreseen this sudden "trouble" in some way.

Yang Donglin's eye twitched slightly, and he hissed, "Shut up! One more word and I'll seal you back into the mirror!"

Ghost Eyes was not offended at all, but instead respectfully replied, "As you wish, my great master."

It immediately retracted into the bronze mirror, leaving only a faint reflection on the mirror surface.

Yang Donglin rubbed his temples, turned to look at the slender yet determined figure atop the boulder, and a look of slight headache appeared on his face.

He looked up at the sky again; the battle line dividing black and white was irreversibly tilting towards the night, and they didn't have much time left.

Finally, he nodded slightly in Livin's direction.

That nod seemed to instantly illuminate Livin's entire world.

The tension and fear on her face melted away like ice and snow, instantly blossoming into a dazzling smile.

Without the slightest delay, she moved even faster than before, transforming into a continuous streak of light amidst the rocks, and flew towards the two men's hiding place.

Ten seconds later.

Liwen landed lightly in front of the two. Her gaze quickly swept over Zhou Furui, then locked firmly on Yang Donglin.

Without any hesitation, she bent her right knee and knelt down on one knee without hesitation.

The Moon Spirit Warrior placed her left hand on her abdomen, which was covered with exquisite armor plates, while her right hand was spread out flat, palm facing upward, and raised high above her head, assuming an ancient and solemn posture.

Countless tiny specks of light, shimmering with a cool, moonlit glow, emerged from her palms, fingertips, and even her entire body, converging on her raised right hand.

The light points quickly condensed and shaped, transforming in the blink of an eye into a palm-sized, illusory crescent moon composed purely of soft light.

The crescent moon slowly detached from her palm, as if weightless, and floated in front of Yang Donglin, hovering quietly, its light swirling.

Zhou Furui held his breath, realizing that this must be some kind of extremely solemn oath of allegiance from the Moon Spirit civilization, possibly even concerning life and soul.

Looking at the crescent moon before him, Yang Donglin's face once again showed a conflicted expression.

He remained silent for a few seconds, then finally made up his mind, slowly raised his right hand, and gently grasped the illusory crescent moon.

The moment the finger touched the moonlight, there was a "snap" sound.

This is a substantial sound.

The illusory crescent moon was not grasped, but shattered like glass, turning into a flowing, warm, milky-white liquid.

The liquid light seemed to possess a life of its own, quickly seeping into the skin of Yang Donglin's hand, leaving only a very faint crescent moon mark that flickered and then disappeared.

Zhou Furui watched this scene in astonishment.

At this time.

Ghost Eyes seemed to feel the need to "help" its master again.

It reappeared in the bronze mirror, a faint light flashing deep within its pupils. A wisp of extremely faint black energy drifted out, meandering towards the kneeling Livin like a living thing, circling her left arm once, and finally condensing into an ancient-looking black metal armband.

"what……"

Livin let out a soft cry, her whole body falling into a brief, dazed state, as if receiving a large amount of information.

Several seconds passed.

Her long eyelashes fluttered, and her eyes regained their clarity.

When the Moon Spirit Warrior spoke again, she uttered a string of clear, slightly cold-toned Great Xia language:
"My esteemed master, the 'Soul Moon Light' of a Moon Spirit Warrior can only be condensed once in a lifetime; it is the most sacred oath and gift."

"You have accepted my Soul Moon Light. From this moment on, your soul will be favored by the Moon Spirit, and your cultivation path will be blessed by the moonlight, with an estimated increase in efficiency of 10% to 20%."

"Of course, the specific extent depends on the degree to which your own talent resonates with the moonlight."

Clearly, the armlet bestowed by the Ghost Eye possesses a secret function that allows one to understand language and even communicate with thoughts.

Zhou Furui was secretly amazed and filled with envy.

A 10% to 20% increase in cultivation speed? This is an enhancement that every superhuman dreams of!

Livin stood up, her smile growing even brighter: "Thanks to the Moon Spirit's guidance, I met you before I was completely desperate. My Soul Moon told me that if we had met half an hour earlier, you might have chosen to turn away because of unnecessary trouble."

Her tone was a mixture of relief and lingering fear.

Zhou Furui listened with some confusion, not quite understanding this "premonition of the Soul Moon".

Yang Donglin simply nodded calmly, seemingly unsurprised by Li Wen's words.

He looked up at the sky, which was almost swallowed by darkness, and said, "Night is coming, there's no time to waste, come with us."

Just a quarter of an hour ago.

The Soul Burning Furnace card received a message from the Illusionary Dream Capital Stargazing Observatory.

His sister told him that the hundreds of thousands of people in the Cangfei civilization, a city called "Emerald City," had been confirmed to have been lost in a secret realm.

My sister also said that my father personally took charge of the observatory and used the Soul-Trapping Furnace to roughly locate the area where hundreds of thousands of Cangfei people were lost.

The answer was surprising: these hundreds of thousands of people were only a little over a thousand kilometers away from where he was currently located.

In this vast and mysterious realm, this is already considered a fairly "close" distance.

Tomorrow he must go to that area to collect the remnants of the Azure Jade people in large quantities.

Now that the "Soul Anchor" has such a large and concentrated new source, there is no need to painstakingly collect the remnants of lone players' souls.

So the Moon Spirit Warrior's premonition was entirely correct; her luck was exceptionally good. (End of Chapter)