Chapter 2514 - Late at Night, a Gentlemen Enters Her Dreams

According to the heart devil’s predictions, the Dark Days of Legend would be divided into three stages.

The first stage would be one of widespread chaos and upheaval as the pre-existing factions of the God Domain clashed with those from other spacetimes.

During this stage, the world’s elites would vie for dominance, and a storm of bloodshed would sweep across the God Domain, opening the curtains of the Dark Days of Legend.

In the second stage, the old would give way to the new, and the God Domain’s factions would establish a new balance of power.

This stage would be a complete reshuffling. Some old factions would topple, reduced to nothingness. Meanwhile, new factions would rise to prominence and stand at the pinnacle of the God Domain.

In the end, a new world order would take shape.

Who would be left smiling in the end? It remained to be seen, but whoever managed to establish firm footing during the Dark Days of Legend would have an opportunity to bring order to the world!

The third stage was thus the bringing of order. This would be the darkest, most tumultuous, bloodiest stage of all.

It was during this stage that the Laws of the God Domain’s natural order would collapse completely. Every top faction would have a chance to bring order to the world, and they’d fight fiercely for the opportunity.

When the curtains fell on the Battle for Order, it would mean that the Dark Days of Legend were drawing to a close.

These three stages encompassed the entirety of the Dark Days of Legend, beginning to end.

No one could say for certain how long the Dark days of Legend would last, or how many variables would arise during that time, but it was already obvious that this would be an unprecedented age of darkness and bloodshed, accompanied by slaughter, turmoil, chaos, and destruction!

The Dark Days of Legend would also give rise to opportunities to prove one’s Dao and enter Eternity, a chance to bring order to the world, and all manner of unexpected good fortune and fortuitous encounters.

During the initial chaos, everything would be rewritten. The chaos would also give rise to fortune and opportunities. The world’s elites would fight bitterly over them.

Su Yi agreed with this prediction completely, but he knew he had to prepare accordingly.

He was certain that as soon as the Dark Days of Legend began, he’d become a light amidst the darkness and bloodshed. There was no telling how many people would long to seize that light for themselves.

He wasn’t afraid of all that. On the contrary, he was looking forward to it.

Still, he had to consider the wellbeing of those around him. Ensuring their safety was among the preparations he needed to make over the next few years.

......

When the banquet ended, Su Yi and Yi Chen spoke privately. However, they’d barely exchanged a few sentences before both father and son sank into silence.

In the end, Su Yi just said, “Work hard on your cultivation” before turning to leave.

Yi Chen inwardly sighed in relief. Talking to Su Yi one-on-one made him feel... ill at ease.

......

It was late at night, and the dome of heaven was flecked with flickering stars. Salty winds blew past, and waves lapped the shore.

All of Sunset Perch Island was enveloped in an air of tranquility.

Xi Ning was brewing tea in one of the island’s blessed grounds for cultivation.

The tea was a gift from the Lord of Sleepless Nights, and it was imbued with a wondrous aura of the Grand Dao. The water was from the Jade Cleanse Spirit Spring, a place in the Endless Ocean full of Undying Materials.

Xi Ning sat on the ground beneath the waves, dressed in plain clothing. Her long black hair was casually tied into a loose bun, giving her a leisurely charm.

The woman by the table was as radiant as the moon overhead, her wrist as fair as the frost and snow.

Xi Ning was a rare beauty to begin with, with snowy skin and an unparalleled figure. She wore no jewelry or other embellishments, but she had a natural charm about her that would have been striking in any age.

Her skin was as smooth as jade, and she was tall and slender. Her charm was on full display in every movement and every gesture, every frown and every smile.

“Please, sample my handiwork.” Xi Ning placed a cup of freshly brewed tea beside Su Yi.

Su Yi felt the urge to insist he only drank wine, but when the words reached his mouth, they transformed on the tip of his tongue. “Sure.”

He took a sip, and a clear, mellow fragrance spread from the tip of his tongue. A warm current nourished his entire body, as soothing as a spring breeze. His pores opened in unison, and he couldn’t help but let out a deep breath. “It’s really quite something."

Xi Ning blinked. “How do you see Yi Chen?”

Su Yi was briefly stunned. He rubbed his forehead and sighed. “It’s hard to describe my feelings in words.”

Xi Ning pursed her soft lips and thought briefly. “You and Yi Daoxuan are ultimately the same person, but... it really is hard to accept gaining a son out of nowhere.”

Su Yi laughed bitterly. “That, and by the time we met, my son was already a god. There are no feelings between us. It’s a strange feeling.”

Xi Ning couldn’t help but smile. This was her first time seeing the typically calm and composed Su Yi looking so exasperated.

“The bond between a father and son cannot be severed. As for the emotional side of things... just let nature take its course.” Xi Ning softly tried to comfort him.

The glow of her lamplight gave her fair face an additional intoxicating charm. True beauties were never limited to just one look. Both their fury and their smiles had their own distinctive charms.

Xi Ning was an extraordinary beauty, as radiant as the full moon, far removed from the smoke and fire of the mundane world.

But that was just the impression she gave. When she was with Su Yi, her exquisitely beautiful face laughed and smiled. She was lively and charming, as pretty as a painting.

Su Yi liked it best when they were alone together. Xi Ning was a feast for the senses, but more than that, he felt wholeheartedly relaxed and happy when she was around.

There was nothing they couldn’t share with each other. This was the kind of tacit understanding resulting from a connection between hearts. It was as if they’d known each other for a long, long time already.

Yet no matter how much time they spent together, they never tired of each other’s company.

Su Yi had never felt this way with any of the women he’d known in any of his lives, past or present. Xi Ning was the only one.

“Then... how do you see Lu Qingmei?” Xi Ning laughed and looked at Su Yi, a teasing light in her beautiful eyes.

Su Yi was briefly stunned. Then, he said directly, “It’s over. Both my love and my hatred are in the past. I have neither resentment nor lingering affection. If not for...”

He trailed off, but Xi Ning understood. “She is, after all, Yi Chen’s mother. No matter what, you can’t just disregard her.”

Su Yi took a sip of tea and inclined his head.

Xi Ning’s beautiful eyes shone. She said softly, “Why not take this time to tell me more about Yu Xinyao? I heard that she died for you...”

Su Yi immediately fell silent. Yu Xinyao’s death was a source of lasting pain.

After a while, he sighed, then told her all about his time with Yu Xinyao. He didn’t hide anything, either.

Xi Ning listened in silence. She didn’t say anything until Su Yi told her about sealing a wisp of Yu Xinyao’s vital source energy in Phoenix Song. Only then did she sigh with relief, seemingly gratified. “I’m just glad there’s hope of remedying this regret.”

Su Yi smiled. “I’m glad, too.” He could tell that Xi Ning wasn’t upset about his relationships with Yu Xinyao or Lu Qingmei.

Soon, it was late at night, and the tea had already gone cold. Xi Ning was preparing to rest, but Su Yi didn’t leave.

“You want to do it... tonight?” Who knew what Xi NIng was thinking, but she lowered her head, and her voice softened.

"We can’t put it off any longer,” said Su Yi, completely serious. “I have to enter your dreams and find out what exactly is going on.”

“Mm,” said Xi Ning. She walked over to the side of the bed. “Wait until I’ve fallen asleep, then enter.”

She spoke naturally, and she looked as if she were calm, but Su Yi couldn’t help but laugh to himself. He’d noticed that her hands were silently clenching her sleeves, inadvertently revealing that she wasn’t as calm as she was pretending to be.

“Alright. Go to sleep first.” Su Yi inclined his head. He didn’t make fun of her; if he upset her, it would spoil the fun.

Xi Ning lay down and undid her bun, but she went to bed fully clothed.

Su Yi blew out the lights. The entire room was instantly shrouded in darkness, An inscrutable atmosphere permeated the room.

Su Yi sat there, drinking as if all of this were perfectly normal.

Even though the lights were out, given his cultivation, he could sense everything in the room in full detail even with his eyes closed.

Time slipped by. The room was utterly silent save for the soft sound of breathing.

Just when Su Yi thought that Xi Ning had fallen asleep, her voice suddenly resounded through the darkness. “Also, you... you’d better not try anything.”

It had been fine before she’d said anything, but the warning made Su Yi feel a bit strange. Looking back on it, he hadn’t dual-cultivated since he’d left the Immortal Realm. It really had been a long time.

And this was an opportunity...

He’d only just thought this when he shook his head and extinguished all such notions.

Soon, Xi Ning really was asleep.

Still, Su Yi knew that even asleep, someone with Xi Ning’s cultivation could sense everything happening around her. If anything untoward happened, anything at all, she’d sense it immediately.

Su Yi thought briefly, then activated the residence’s defensive formations. He also used the power of reincarnation to seal the rusted sword sheath.

Only then did he sit cross-legged at the foot of Xi Ning’s bed.

He glanced at her briefly and whispered, “Rest assured. I’m just going to enter your dreams. I won’t try anything.”

Before his voice had even finished echoing through the air, his soul turned into a beam of light and silently entered Xi Ning’s body.

The inside of the body and the soul were a cultivator’s most private places. They didn’t let others touch them there lightly, not even those closest to them.

Fortunately, Xi Ning had agreed to this, and she wasn’t on guard against him. That let Su Yi enter her soul with ease.

When their souls collided, a wondrous feeling coursed through Su Yi’s heart like electricity. It was crisp and electrifying, as if little claws were raking at his heart. He felt the urge to tremble.

Meanwhile, Xi Ning’s slender, sleeping form quivered.

The sensation of their souls touching made Su Yi recall countless scattered scenes of dual cultivation.

Although his and Xi Ning’s bodies and hearts were not interacting, their souls were silently fusing.

This was far, far more sensitive than collisions of the flesh. Within moments, all of Xi Ning’s bodily secrets were on full display in Su Yi’s mind.

She’d gone to bed fully clothed, but even so... the moment their souls touched, that fabric might as well not have been there.

Su Yi wasn’t doing this on purpose. It was an accident.

Still, when those scenes appeared in his mind, they left him unwittingly stunned.

A sentence rose unbidden to the forefront of his consciousness: “a slender branch laden with ample fruit.”