Courtyard House: My Long and Hard Body Makes Me Play with All the Women in the Courtyard

Chapter 1134 What exactly do you want to do?

The Sleeper's expression changed drastically: "Are you trying to lead us to relive everything from back then?! What exactly do you want to do?!"

"I didn't mean to..."

The man in the red robe murmured, his body gradually becoming transparent.

"I am awakening the true end of destiny."

Zhong Ling's roar soared into the sky, and countless light trails swirled and intertwined around it, transforming into faces—some familiar, some unfamiliar, and some clearly people they had forgotten.

Chenxi gripped her battle axe tightly: "This is troublesome..."

“It’s not just trouble,” Su Ting said, his face turning ashen. “It’s a reenactment of the trial.”

"Then let's bring it on." Chu Mo's eyes turned cold. "Since we can't avoid it, let's beat it down."

The sleeper turned to look at the girl: "What do you remember? About that memory?"

The little girl nodded, her voice trembling. "I remember one word... 'sacrifice ritual'."

"A sacrificial ritual...?" A sharp glint flashed in the sleeper's eyes.

Zhong Ling roared again, and the entire bell tower erupted with boundless power like a volcano. Phantom figures leaped out from the bell mouth, forming a siege around the group.

The battle is imminent!

In the distance, a snow-white bird with flames burning on its wings silently flew by in the sky.

Something seems to have started to change again.

The little girl asked in a trembling voice, "That...is it...the legendary 'Dreamflame Divine Bird'?"

Su Ting frowned and looked up at the blurry figure in the sky.

"If that's the case... then it means someone is orchestrating all of this."

He turned to look at the red-robed man's retreating figure as he disappeared into the distance.

"Someone had already set up this scheme long ago."

The sleeper's tone was calm, yet it carried a deep killing intent:

The question is, will we submit to fate this time?

"Before you make a move, you'd better take a good look at the patterns on that bird's body." Chenxi said through gritted teeth as she swung her axe handle, slicing a bell-shaped shadow into pieces. "I'm not blind—those are 'Old God Patterns'!"

"The Old Gods?" Chu Mo quickly flipped backward, slamming his palms into the ground to shake off a circle of surging illusory shadows. "You mean those beings that were sealed away long ago? How could they still leave traces in the dream world?"

The little girl's face turned pale, but she forced herself to calm down: "The Old Gods... were the original creators of the laws of dreams. They once tried to control the boundary between dreams and reality... but were later expelled from the main sea of ​​consciousness. If it has really appeared, it means that the entire trial arena may have been covered by 'High-Level Dream Interference Technique'."

Su Ting's eyes turned cold: "Are you saying that this isn't the space we thought it was? But a fake battlefield that has been artificially constructed?"

The voice of the man in the red robe came from afar on the wind: "You think you can freely choose your destiny, but you are just a trapped beast in this cage. All your struggles are nothing more than repeating an ending written by someone else."

"Who exactly are you!" The Sleeper took a step forward, a crack of light appearing beneath his feet, as if time itself trembled under his will. "What are your and the Red-Robed Man's true identities! Speak now!!"

The man in the red robe slowly turned around, his face blurred, with only a sliver of light remaining in his eye sockets.

“I have already told you… I am Echo.” He gestured, and several lines of text reappeared in the air:

He once tried criminals.

She is the key to sacrifice.

He is a traveler on a journey of fate.

And you are the one whose name has been erased.

Your names no longer belong to yourselves.

"What...what does this mean?" Chenxi's eyes widened, her face showing confusion for the first time. "Who wrote these words? Why is my name in them?"

Chapter 1135 Don't worry about all that nonsense

The girl suddenly clutched her chest and cried out in surprise. A cold power spread from her chest, forming a faint silver halo around her.

“I felt a kind of calling… like a piece of my memory being torn open,” she murmured. “Someone… is awakening our true power outside of our dreams.”

"Then let's stop with the nonsense!" Chenxi swung her battle axe, leaping towards the nearest bell shadow and crashing down with a devastating force. "If you want to play with us, you'll have to pay the price!"

Chu Mo formed hand seals, and the demonic energy within his body surged, causing his aura to suddenly rise, as if even the pressure emanating from Zhong Ling was suppressed.

"Let's go. We're not tools." Chu Mo sneered. "Since fate has brought us together again, let's rewrite it ourselves!"

A golden-red flame exploded in the air, accompanied by a roar and countless light and shadows appearing. These were lost fragments of the past, faces and words that had never been heard, appearing one by one in the gaps of the dream.

"I remember that ceremony..." the little girl said, her voice trembling, tears streaming down her face. "The four of us... traded our souls for this right of judgment. But our memories were sealed away, and we've become like this."

The sleeper stood silently in place, then suddenly spoke in a low voice: "Then... why should we forget?"

The voice of the man in the red robe echoed softly: "Because the truth is too painful. You sacrificed yourselves to maintain the balance of the dream world, only to be betrayed by those high-ranking officials who claimed to uphold order... That's why I exist. I am the last piece of the puzzle of memory, the part that you refuse to acknowledge."

"So you orchestrated a new chaos as revenge?" Su Ting said coldly, "To make everything repeat itself? To make everyone die again?"

The man in the red robe finally revealed a sorrowful smile: "I just wanted to show them... that you are the true righteous ones."

Zhong Ling suddenly stopped roaring, and the intertwined silhouettes of five figures were reflected in her eyes. For a moment, it seemed as if the entire sky had frozen.

"No!" the little girl suddenly broke the silence, exclaiming in surprise, "He left a trap! His real target is..."

However, before she could finish speaking, the Dream Flame Divine Bird suddenly swooped down from afar, its wings flapping to unleash towering flames as it headed straight for their location!

"That's not a divine bird...that's a projection of an ancient god!!" Dawn shouted, retreating rapidly. The battle axe in her hand instantly grew to several meters long, blocking the first wave of impact.

"Don't let it get near the girl!!" Chu Mo roared. "It's coming for her!"

Just as everyone formed a defensive formation, the man in the red robe suddenly chuckled softly.

“Make your choice,” he said. “Remember, whatever you decide to do is entirely voluntary.”

His body began to disintegrate, like dust scattered by the wind.

"Don't trust him!" the Sleeper cried out. "He's no longer the same Echo! He's a medium for some higher will!"

"So here's the question," Chenxi wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, "Do we shatter this bell spirit and return to reality... or open the dream gate and enter the legendary 'Corridor of Old Dreams'?"

Su Ting gazed at the burning clock tower, his eyes gradually clearing: "No matter which one I choose, I will never allow anyone's memories to be taken away again."

The little girl whispered, "If we open the door to dreams... will we know all the answers? Why we are who we are? Our true identities?"

Chapter 1136: A Life-or-Death Gamble

Chu Mo clenched his fist: "If you want to know the truth... you have to risk your life."

"Let's gamble then." Su Ting looked up at the Dream Flame Divine Bird in mid-air and slowly raised his hand. "We've lost for far too long in this life."

He turned to look at everyone: "Are you ready to face the end of your dream?"

"What do you think?" Chenxi grinned, revealing a set of pearly white teeth. "I'm waiting to take down all those things hiding behind the scenes, one by one."

The Dream Flame Divine Bird flapped its wings and came, bringing with it an energy vortex powerful enough to tear space apart.

At that very moment, the girl slowly raised her hand, and in the center of her palm, a familiar symbol appeared with a faint light.

"Welcome home, Judge of Fate."

Her voice was soft yet firm.

Zhong Ling let out a final mournful cry, as if the entire dream world's sky trembled at that moment.

A whisper-like call came from afar:

Are you ready? The road to old dreams has been opened.

"Before you make a move, you'd better take a good look at the patterns on that bird's body." Chenxi said through gritted teeth as she swung her axe handle, slicing a bell-shaped shadow into pieces. "I'm not blind—those are 'Old God Patterns'!"

Chu Mo swiftly flipped backward, slamming his palms into the ground to dispel a circle of surging illusory shadows. "You mean those beings that were sealed away long ago? How could they possibly still leave traces in the dream world?"

The little girl's face turned pale, but she forced herself to calm down: "The Old Gods... were the original creators of the laws of dreams. They once tried to control the boundary between dreams and reality... but were later expelled from the main sea of ​​consciousness. If it has really appeared, it means that the entire trial arena may have been covered by 'High-Level Dream Interference Technique'."

Su Ting's eyes turned cold: "Are you saying that this isn't the space we thought it was? But a fake battlefield that has been artificially constructed?"

The voice of the man in the red robe came from afar on the wind: "You think you can freely choose your destiny, but you are just a trapped beast in this cage. All your struggles are nothing more than repeating an ending written by someone else."

"Who exactly are you!" The Sleeper took a step forward, a crack of light appearing beneath his feet, as if time itself trembled under his will. "What are your and the Red-Robed Man's true identities! Speak now!!"

The man in the red robe slowly turned around, his face blurred, with only a sliver of light remaining in his eye sockets.

“I have already told you… I am Echo.” He gestured, and several lines of text reappeared in the air:

He once tried criminals.

She is the key to sacrifice.

He is a traveler on a journey of fate.

And you are the one whose name has been erased.

Your names no longer belong to yourselves.

"What...what does this mean?" Chenxi's eyes widened, her face showing confusion for the first time. "Who wrote these words? Why is my name in them?"