“Okay,”the cold and ethereal female voice answered concisely.
The dream returned to peace, and the full and bright moon gradually faded away. The Old Boatman’s figure was like a bubble, disappearing along with the whole world.
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In the nine serenities realm, on the top of the Dark Mountain, Meng Qi sat in the lotus position. Before his hands formed a seal, one was surging with purple lightning, and the other was floating with light gold. In his mind, he recalled what Gu Xiaosang had said earlier:
“In the past, the gold emperor used me as a symbol to give me his experience and knowledge. If I knew more, I would be able to plan more deeply. However, this was limited by the nodes. Since I was born in my mother’s womb, I no longer know his future memories. Trying to grasp his current situation and arrangements would easily lead me into a trap
