Liang Hui, seated cross-legged on the bed, slowly opened his eyes.
His gaze inexplicably fixed on the token in his hand.
He had entered dreams several times in a row, yet he could never penetrate the body shrouded in grey fog.
Without using the Flowing Light Bell, it was impossible to drive it out.
However, using the Flowing Light Bell required revealing oneself, and once revealed, he could no longer enter its body.
'In the future, I'll minimize contact with Huang Wu.'
The young man made a decision in his heart.
He stowed the token away and took out a jade-colored hairpin from his bosom.
It was a relic obtained from Lu Xue's corpse, with the hope it would yield a decent harvest. He whispered in his heart,
'Enter the dream!'
The next instant, the young man's eyes filled with bewilderment.
After several breaths, the confusion in his eyes began to clear.
Gazing at the hairpin in his palm, Liang Hui tapped his forehead lightly.
