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

“It’s you.” Mengyuan nodded. “Your dreams are pure enough, and your wishes are strong enough.”

"What do you want?" Su Ting's eyes sharpened.

“I want a real dream,” Mengyuan murmured, “a dream that is not tainted by reality, not corrupted by greed, and supported by emotions.”

"If you want a real dream, why don't you create it yourself?" Lin Yu retorted coldly.

Mengyuan paused for a moment, then slowly answered:

"Because... the real dream is never something I create. It is the unfulfilled hope in the human heart."

Suddenly, a familiar bell rang in the air.

"Ding--"

Everyone turned around and saw a beam of light slowly rising.

“That’s…” Chenxi’s eyes widened, “…the ringtone from our mother’s dreams…?”

The light and shadow condensed into the shape of a young girl, completely overlapping with Lin Yu's childhood memories—it was her mother when she was young, Su Wan, before she became the host of the Dream Source.

“Children,” the young girl Su Wan smiled, “if you can hear this memory… it means you have finally found your true dream.”

"Mom..." Lin Yu's voice trembled, "Do you still...have your memories?"

“Yes,” the girl Su Wan said with a soft laugh. “I am the purest part of my mother. I am her unfulfilled wish, her first dream.”

"Can you tell us what to do next?" Su Ting stepped forward, his tone firm. "Do we want to end this dream, or start it all over again?"

The young girl, Su Wan, did not answer immediately, but gently reached out and pointed to the depths of the dream source.

"The true core of dreams is not in this core of wishes."

Her voice was like the rising sun through the morning mist, gentle yet impossible to ignore:

"It's in each of your hearts."

Lin Yu's eyes widened: "What do you mean?"

The young girl, Su Wan, smiled and said, "Because the end of a dream is never the end, but the continuation of the legacy."

Her figure slowly receded and disappeared into the light.

The Dream Source trembled violently once more, and the crack began to widen, slowly revealing a...

A new door.

"This is..." Chu Mo said in a low voice.

Chapter 1162 You've finally arrived.

“It is the origin of dreams.” The gatekeeper appeared beside them unnoticed and whispered, “Indeed, the core of the true dream core.”

"So...should we go in?" Chenxi took a deep breath.

"Go in." Su Ting's eyes were firm. "This time, we will not let anyone bear the burden alone again."

The group exchanged glances and slowly took a step forward.

Just as Lin Yu stepped forward, a deep and cold voice suddenly rang out:

"You guys are finally here."

Everyone was shocked.

The sound came from the other side of the new door.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time..."

Lin Yu stopped and slowly looked up.

"Who are you?"

“I am your mother.”

The voice was slow and deep, echoing around with an indescribable power.

Everyone was shocked, and Lin Yu even stopped in her tracks, her voice trembling: "Mother? No... no, who are you?!"

A pair of cold eyes slowly lit up behind the door, and in that instant, it seemed as if the entire dream was trembling.

“I am Su Wan… or rather, the end of your mother’s dream.”

"What do you mean?!" Chu Mo shouted, "Who exactly are you?!"

Those eyes slowly closed, and when they opened again, they were a bottomless gray-blue, like a frozen abyss of time.

“I am Su Wan’s ‘final dream’.”

Lin Yu felt her heart suddenly race, and her chest tighten. "'Final Dream'... what exactly are you?"

The voice remained as cold as iron, yet it spoke calmly and unhurriedly—

"Dreams don't just have a beginning... they also have an end."

He slowly stepped out of the dark rift, his long white dress billowing in the air, his expression as calm as a sculpture. But his eyes, like black holes, devoured all warmth.

Chenxi took a step back, her voice trembling: "You don't seem like our mother...you are...what kind of being are you?"

The woman spoke slowly, “I… am her ultimate dream. I am the embodiment of her deepest obsession with this world.”

"What do you mean?" Lin Yu bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes.

The woman looked at her, her gaze sharp as needles. "You don't understand the rules of dreams, nor the meaning of 'bearing'. The dream master is the dream master not only because they possess the power of the dream source, but also because they must bear the entirety of the dream. And I am the part she couldn't let go of... the obsession she ultimately couldn't let go of."

Chu Mo stepped forward. "So, you're a part of Su Wan, her... shadow?"

The woman sneered, "I don't belong to anyone's shadow. I belong only to Dream Source. Su Wan tried to abandon me, but she couldn't truly erase me. I've been waiting at the end of Dream—your arrival is the moment I've been waiting for."

"You've been waiting for us?" Su Ting frowned. "What do you want us to do?"

The woman slowly raised one hand, her fingertip pointing towards the core of the dream source—

"I want the dream to truly 'wake up'."

Her voice cut through the silence like a cold blade—

“Your mother wanted to seal the source of dreams; she wanted dreams to return to their pure form, but she was wrong.”

She paused, a near-mad light flashing in her eyes—

"Dreams are not meant to be sealed away... they are meant to be realized!"

"What did you say?" Lin Yu's eyes widened.

"Don't you understand? Dreams possess a power that transcends reality. They can alter memories, reconstruct reality, and reshape the world!" The woman's voice rose higher and higher, as if the entire space trembled. "Your mother wanted the dreams to return, but that was nothing but escapism! She feared the true power of dreams!"

Chapter 1163 You're insane

"The power of dreams... should be used to fulfill wishes, not sealed away!!"

Su Ting gritted her teeth, her voice filled with anger, "And what about you? What do you think you want to do?"

"What I want to do is to accomplish what your mother couldn't," the woman coldly surveyed the crowd. "I want to unlock the true dream core, to grant us the power of dreams... and to reshape reality!"

Chenxi gritted her teeth: "Are you crazy! That's not reshaping reality, that's destroying the world!"

"Destruction? No." The woman slowly turned around, a massive rift in a dream appearing behind her. "What you see is merely a shattered world. A truly perfect life... exists only in dreams. Your mother refused to accept reality, so she chose to sleep. And I... I will make everyone drown in their own dreams."

“You’re insane,” Su Ting said coldly. “You don’t belong in this world.”

"Not belonging?" The woman's lips curled slightly, her gaze fixed on him. "Then who are you? Haven't you also been searching for traces of 'Mother' in your dreams? You think you're looking for her... but you're just trying to find yourself in your dreams."

Su Ting's face turned pale, and he remained silent.

The woman chuckled softly: "Everyone harbors their own desires in their dreams. I'm just more honest than you are."

Su Ting suddenly stepped forward, his voice firm and clear: "We will not let you succeed."

"Then let's give it a try." The woman's lips curled up, a strange smile appearing in her eyes. "I've been waiting for this day... for a very, very long time."

“You are not the inheritors of the dream...you are merely the key to my true self.”

She suddenly swung her arm, and the entire Dream Source instantly erupted with blinding light—

"Come on... let's see if you're qualified to stop the rebirth of the dream!"

At that moment, the new door suddenly opened wide, and beams of light and shadow poured out from within, like countless fragments of dreams intertwined—human childhood, unfinished love, homes shattered by war, the pain of separation and death… Each fragment seemed to reflect the obsessions in everyone's heart.

From the depths of the dream's cracks, a faint call echoed—

"Children, don't get lost."

It was another voice. Warm and gentle, like morning light piercing through the clouds.

Su Ting looked up and saw the figure of an old man emerging in the light and shadow, with a kind face and an old dream lamp in his hand.

"Who are you?!"

The old man smiled, his voice like a whisper in the wind: "I am the first guardian of dreams."

He gently raised the lamp, and the fragments of the dream began to slowly coalesce.

"Now, you have to make a choice."