The "Fantasy Dream Lu Xingyan" collapsed on the ground, blood flowing freely, expressing confusion, "This is your senior sister, and yet you kill your senior sister."
"This isn't her." Yuezheng Yan sneered coldly, "Your smile is too gentle."
Illusion Dream Spirit: "..." profanity.
Eventually, it transformed into a stream of purple mist, bright with various Spirit Grade Magical Instruments, weapons, medicinal herbs, and so on, like items on a conveyor belt.
Yuezheng Yan reached out and took the only boxed set of ten Illusory Dream Stones, decisively choosing to enter the next level as both the exit and the next challenge appeared at the same time.
[Host, the Little Antagonist says you're usually not gentle!]
Yuezheng Yan didn't mind since the Heart's Voice couldn't be heard by him there.
The Old Sixth System began giving him an eye opener without fear.
But Lu Xingyan's focus was not at all on what it had said.
