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

Before an ancient bronze door, light and shadow, seemingly out of place, flowed in the air.

"Go through this door, and you'll find the 'Wish Core'." The gatekeeper stopped. "Remember, dreams won't tell you the answer; only you yourself know the answer."

The group stepped into the doorway.

With a loud bang, the bronze door slowly opened.

A vast space unfolded before them—countless threads of memory floated and intertwined in the air, like a giant spiderweb of dreams, while in the center, a pulsating crystal floated, emitting a warm yet dazzling light.

“This is… the wish core,” Chu Mo said softly.

The light suddenly flashed intensely, as if it had sensed their presence.

A voice came from all directions:

Who are you? Are you willing to take responsibility for your dreams?

Everyone looked at each other.

Su Ting slowly took a step forward and spoke firmly:

“I am Su Ting, the light in Su Wan’s dream, my mother’s choice, and the hope of my sisters. I am not afraid of dreams, nor am I afraid of dreams being shattered, because… we are not here to escape dreams.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the light suddenly shone violently.

The entire core seemed to begin to awaken.

"Accept, authentication." The voice softened. "Please activate the sealing procedure."

The woman stepped forward and reached out to touch the core crystal.

In an instant, the screen began to spin violently.

She saw her mother, Su Wan, kneeling before the source of the dream, surrounded by countless struggling dream entities—those infected by the dream virus.

"Save them...save them," Su Wan whispered. "This is the price of dreams."

The woman was in tears, her fists clenched tightly.

She turned to look at everyone:

"The nuclear core has been activated, but it needs our memories as the key to seal it."

"Use ourselves?" Chenxi asked in surprise.

“Yes.” Su Ting nodded. “Our memories, our emotions, are our connection to dreams. Only with real dreams can we end false dreams.”

One by one, everyone stepped forward and connected their consciousness to the core.

In an instant, countless memories blossomed in the air: childhood laughter, arguments, mother telling dreams at night, them rescuing the cat named "Sesame" together, and her figure sacrificing herself for them.

The dream slowly heals in their memories.

May the core begin to hum a booming whisper:

"Dream virus... being sealed... mission in progress..."

However, just as the seal was about to be completed—

"Wait a minute." The woman suddenly frowned, a hint of doubt appearing in her eyes.

She gazed at a particular point in the center and murmured softly:

"Who is that?"

In the light, a familiar figure slowly emerged.

"Mother?!"

"You've finally arrived." Su Wan spoke slowly, her eyes filled with a smile, yet also with reluctance. "Children, I haven't finished telling you the last part of my dream..."

The woman stared at her in shock: "You're still alive? Are you really dreaming?"

Su Wan gently shook her head: "I have gone very far, but I have left behind a 'wish'."

She slowly walked towards the wish core and gently touched it with her fingertips.

The entire core suddenly trembled violently, as if something had been awakened.

"Mom..." the woman in the black dress called out softly.

Chapter 1160 What else are you hiding?

Su Wan looked at her gently: "You are the continuation of my dream, but I still have an 'unfulfilled wish'."

Her tone was gentle, yet carried an undeniable firmness:

"The true core of the dream has only just awakened."

Su Ting's eyes narrowed: "What else are you hiding?"

Su Wan looked at him and smiled slightly.

Her figure began to become transparent, as if she would completely disappear into this dream in the next second.

But her last words struck like a thunderbolt:

"The origin of the 'Dream Virus'... is me."

She whispered:

"And I am the first Dream Master of Dream Source."

Before she finished speaking, her figure had completely disappeared.

May the nuclear light shine brightly.

Space was violently distorted.

The woman's eyes widened: "Wait! Mom!"

Su Ting grabbed her arm and whispered urgently:

"This is not the end of the dream, but the beginning of the dream."

"We haven't finished our journey yet..."

"The true dream core... has only just begun to unfold."

May the core slowly crack open in the light.

And right behind that crack—a strange voice softly rang out:

"Welcome home, my children."

Light poured forth from the cracks in the wish core, like a cascading galaxy, enveloping everyone. Space was instantly torn apart, and the dream surged like a tsunami.

"Su Wan! What did you say? You are the first Dream Master of Dream Origin?!" Chen Xi's eyes widened, her voice filled with disbelief.

"The first... Dream Master of Dream Origin?" Chu Mo frowned, clenching his fists. "You mean... you created all of this?"

“I didn’t create the Dream Source,” Su Wan’s voice was already blurred, but it still carried a hint of gentleness and calmness. “It was formed naturally, and I was just the first person to ‘bear’ it. My existence is to maintain the balance between dreams and reality.”

The woman in the black dress—Su Wan's daughter, Lin Yu—had tears in her eyes and asked in a trembling voice, "Then...why did you create the 'Dream Virus'? Why did you make dreams...turn into what they are now?"

“That’s not what I wanted to create.” Su Wan’s gaze was gentle yet heavy. “Dream Source is originally a pure aggregate of consciousness, but when it is abused, desired, and distorted, the negative emotions in dreams begin to materialize, and it begins to produce ‘mutants.’ That is, what you call ‘dream viruses.’”

"So, it was you..." Lin Yu's hands clenched tightly, her voice choked with emotion, "It was you who implanted the 'Wish Core' in the Dream Source, trying to seal all of this?"

“Yes.” Su Wan nodded gently, “But the dream itself is more powerful than I imagined. I failed… The dream is no longer mine. It has its own consciousness, its own desires… It is no longer just a dream.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire core emitted a deafening roar, like a heart about to explode.

"This isn't your first time here."

The sound came from all directions, deep and distant, yet with a strange intimacy.

"This place...is not the first time it has been opened."

"Who's speaking?" Su Ting immediately became alert, placing his hand protectively in front of Lin Yu.

"It is...the dream itself."

Su Wan's figure gradually faded in the light and shadow, replaced by a figure suspended in mid-air—it was neither human nor any kind of creature, but a vast existence formed from pure consciousness and memory. Its body was composed of countless fragments of dreams, each fragment flashing with different scenes: childhood, farewell, war, death, rebirth...

Chapter 1161 is my first host

“I am the source of dreams.” The figure spoke, his voice deep and desolate. “You call it the core of dreams… but what you truly face is only the dream itself.”

Lin Yu stared in shock at the enormous projection of the dream source, her voice trembling: "You... how can you have a personality? How can a dream... have thoughts?"

“When a dream is repeated a thousand times, when it is imbued with intense emotions, it is no longer a dream, but—an obsession.” Meng Yuan slowly spoke, “Your mother was my first host. I carried her wishes, fears, love, and struggles, and gradually… formed self-awareness.”

"Then why did you seal yourself away?" Su Ting pressed. "Or is it that you actually didn't want to be sealed away?"

“I don’t need to be sealed away.” Meng Yuan’s voice turned cold for a moment. “I chose to be forgotten. Because your reality can no longer bear me.”

“In your era, dreams are no longer a product of fantasy, but a tool, data, a commodity. They are consumed, distorted, and stripped of their emotional essence. And I… see collapse in humanity stripped of its dreams.”

It slowly raised a "hand" and pointed it at the crowd, "Therefore, I have decided... to seal myself away until the true 'Dream Bearer' returns."

Silence descended, and the entire space seemed to be listening.

"We... are the ones who bear the burdens of you?" Chu Mo asked.