Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

Because he had added this bed twice in these dreams.

He couldn't say they were exactly the same; he almost suspected they were the same bed.

But how could something from a dream appear here?

Fan Zui felt as if there was an endless amount of saliva in his throat, making him extremely dry, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on his forehead.

No way, the witch from my dream wouldn't be here, would she?

If it really is her, then I'm doomed.

In my dream, I treated her that way; if we were to meet in reality, what would the consequences be...?

Fan Zui couldn't help but shiver.

He certainly didn't want to actually experience the pleasure of three centimeters.

That kind of torment is something no man could endure.

After all, not everyone has the courage of Yue Buqun, nor does everyone have the same reasons to bear the burden.

For a normal man, if he only has three centimeters, he might as well be dead and start a new life simulation.

In his previous life, if we exclude his five girlfriends, Fan Zui remained a virgin until his death.

If I were to die as a virgin in this life, I might as well just smash my head against a block of tofu and die.

Perfect timing, the witch should have tofu.

That said, did the Five-Finger Girlfriend count as having lost her virginity?

Fan Zui's thoughts suddenly diverged, and he inexplicably began to think of something.

It's just unknown what unique insights those keyboard masters, who have roamed the keyboard for years, have on this matter.

Fan Zui, wearing the Soul Lock, circled around the large bed.

It's confirmed, this is indeed the big bed from the dream.

The ominous premonition in my heart grew stronger.

Something bad is going on.

He would rather be drained to the bone by these two female disciples of the Joyful Union Sect than suffer the torture inflicted by the witch.

"Sisters, where is this place?"

Fan Zui asked rather nervously.

After leaving Fan Zui inside, the two women turned around, closed the door, and activated the restriction.

Only when leaving did I give a brief answer to his question:

"This is the place of union for our nine senior sisters of the Hehuan Sect. Our master sometimes comes here and also goes into seclusion."

After saying that, the two turned and left, leaving Fan Zui alone, bewildered in the wind.

Are all the women of the Hehuan Sect this... wild?

Looking at those things, Fan Zui thought he had returned to the city.

The adult sex toy vending machine store is almost completely sold out.

If I were to fall into the hands of these people, I fear I would suffer a fate worse than death.

Worst of all, if you encounter the Dream Witch here, a beauty vs. beast battle is sure to ensue.

Finish the calf!

His most urgent task is to save himself.

However, the spiritual power within his body had been sealed by the Spirit Lock.

Even if he could use his spiritual power, given his current level of cultivation, he would definitely not be able to escape this place.

After all, these restrictions are not just for show; a slight mishap could reduce them to ashes.

Later that day, someone will probably come to help me wash and bathe, and then take me to the First Phoenix Room.

This period might be my only chance to escape.

The sad thing is, given my current level of ability, how far can I run?

After much deliberation, Fan Zui sighed helplessly and sat down on the soft bed.

It seems there is no way to escape.

Sure enough, if you lack strength, you'll be nothing but an ant wherever you go.

This further strengthened his resolve to diligently cultivate himself.

Only when you become strong can you do whatever you want to others, instead of being the one being done to by others as you are now.

"I wonder how things are at the Fan family's residence..."

Fan Zui couldn't help but mutter to himself.

The catastrophe in Yangzhou was caused by the various factions that had been destroyed by Emperor Qianyuan, who, after lying low for many years, joined forces to launch an uprising. It had been planned for a long time and came too suddenly.

The Fan family will inevitably be involved as well.

Because the one who wielded the Emperor's Sword and destroyed all the major sects back then was none other than Fan Jian, the former Sword Master and the number one swordsman in the world, who has now lost all his cultivation.

"That girl, Ju Zi, is naturally blessed with good fortune; she should be able to escape this calamity..."

Fan Zui suddenly felt a bit more worried.

I don't know how long I waited, but no one came.

Fan Zui waited and waited, and then fell into a deep sleep on the soft bed.

Go to sleep.

Chapter 16 [The Witch's Madness]

Kyoto.

As night falls, the lights of the capital still shine brightly, and many people are probably already here, enjoying the bustling night view.

In the drizzling rain, the ancient buildings that rise from the ground in the capital seem to be telling their own stories, radiating the light of an ancient era.

The Qian Yuan Empire has a history spanning thousands of years and possesses profound cultural heritage. In recent years, it has successively destroyed and annexed smaller countries, further enhancing its strength to its peak.

These buildings are all quite old, and almost every one of them has its own historical traces. The crabapple tree stands tall.

At this moment, in an ancient pagoda, a thousand meters underground, there is a secluded chamber isolated from the world.

The first thing you see is a soft, pink bed, big enough for six or seven people to roll around in at the same time.

At this time, there were many defective clothes on the bed.

Upon closer inspection, each piece is the work of a master craftsman, with unique and ingenious designs.

The fabric is made of the rarest and most precious sea-dreaming silk.

However, despite having so many valuable garments, their owner seemed to be completely unsatisfied.

He tried on one item after another, then threw it on the ground.

"Trash, they are all a bunch of trash!"

Inside the secret room, there was a woman who exuded allure and mystery.

Her purple hair fell naturally, like a beam of light in the darkness, and her deep gaze was irresistibly captivating.

She stood there quietly, dressed in a purple ancient costume dress, her eyes gradually turning cold, like ice and snow on an iceberg, revealing her exquisite temperament.

The so-called designer from a major country, none of the clothes made according to her requirements truly met her expectations.

There wasn't a single piece that could compare to the comfort of the one she had worn in her dream.

Her rather annoyed voice was like a gentle spring breeze, lightly brushing against the candlelight in the secluded room.

She coughed softly, but her voice had a deep and resonant quality, like a series of intoxicating melodies that made one want to listen more and become intoxicated by her charm.

This is an extraordinary woman; she appears delicate and charming, but she possesses great ability and unwavering will.

She walks with a light and playful gait, effortlessly showcasing her unique charm.

However, her eyes revealed a hint of coldness and aloofness, as if she did not want to have any connection with the worldly people.

It dwells alone in its own world.

Each time she recalls what happened in her dream, she doesn't get angry; instead, she laughs.

She would wear a faint smile.

But that smile was chilling.

Under the flickering lamplight, and as her eyes gleamed, a mysterious aura emanated from her.

If a cultivator were to sense this, it would surely cause them shock and astonishment.

In the capital, she was a woman shrouded in mystery and allure.

Her figure deeply attracts the unknown ahead, like a mysterious and radiant light in the night, making people want to explore her deeper and deeper... vast ocean of secrets.