Chapter 479 - 236: Illusory Dream Celestial Crystal (Part 2)

Chapter 479: Chapter 236: Illusory Dream Celestial Crystal (Part 2)

In the end, the Yao family had no choice but to bite the bullet and inform the respective factions and elders of the young people who had entered to cultivate. This led to the current situation.

Seeing him like this, Wang Junlin’s brow furrowed. He said:

"Don’t you have any solutions either? Just let me go! I’ll enter the ruins and investigate myself."

Yao Yuzhi chose his words carefully:

"Elder Junlin, the ruins have a limited capacity; no more Grandmasters can enter. Besides... the ruins have undergone a strange transformation and seem to be completely sealed. We haven’t found a way in."

Hearing Yao Yuzhi fully admit that they had completely lost control of the ruins, the surrounding Grandmasters exchanged uneasy glances, their expressions grim.

Wang Junlin was silent for a long moment before saying coldly:

"In that case, I must inform the Patriarch."

Yao Yuzhi’s expression shifted, and with a sigh, he gave a slight nod.

If the Patriarch of the Langya Wang family—the Grandmaster ranked fourth on the Celestial Dragon List—were to come personally, things would become far more complicated. The Yao family would undoubtedly face immense pressure.

But Wang Qiwen was the Patriarch and Grandmaster’s own son, as well as his most talented heir. Since he was trapped inside... things had reached a point where they had no other choice.

「...」

"Xie Yuan, I’m almost there! Hurry up and come down!"

On the other end of the line, Wang Yibing’s raspy, cracking voice howled. Xie Yuan held the phone away from his ear and said helplessly:

"I know, I’m coming now."

"Hurry the hell up! The cameras will get you if you park here too long."

"Okay."

Xie Yuan was about to put his phone down but paused. He spoke seriously into the receiver:

"Brother Bing, thanks."

"Huh? It’s nothing. It’s my honor to be your driver."

Wang Yibing was a little confused. After a moment, he cursed:

"You weirdo, just hurry up!"

Xie Yuan hung up and took one last look at the shabby bedroom he had lived in for over a month.

’It’s time to leave.’

He let out a long sigh and stroked his slightly warm left arm.

A small, 24-hour ambulatory blood pressure monitor had been attached there, much like a watch. It didn’t get in the way and was a requirement from the hospital.

But now, as Xie Yuan looked at it, the sleek, all-black oval device seemed to be perfectly covering the spot where the two petals of the Eight Trigrams Lotus were.

’Such a clever and logical design, almost impossible to notice... This dreamscape isn’t simple at all.’

The panel was the key to his lucidity, but it wasn’t what was keeping him in such a clear and stable state.

The other thing that set him apart from everyone else was the two petals of the Eight Trigrams Lotus that Mu Chaoyun had left him.

Feeling the slight warmth on his arm, Xie Yuan now completely understood the true nature of this place.

He pushed the door open and went out. It was the weekend, and his parents were on the sofa watching TV.

Xie Yuan watched them quietly, wanting to speak but holding back.

His earnings from live streaming during this period had been beyond imagination.

Not only had he paid back all the money borrowed from friends and relatives, with interest, he had also lifted a huge weight from Xie Guoliang and Wang Yafang’s shoulders.

Now, the Xie family was free of debt and felt a great sense of relief. Even renting felt like no pressure at all, but Xie Yuan didn’t stop there.

He bought back their old house directly. The paperwork was being processed, and in another two days, they would be able to move back in, returning to the place where the family of three had made so many memories.

’Just a few more days would have been perfect. It’s a small regret... but this is good enough.’

With the heavy external pressures gone and the family’s finances flourishing, Xie Guoliang no longer shouldered all the work at school and was home more often.

Xie Yuan taught his parents to practice a simplified body-strengthening technique together. In less than ten days, their energy levels and physical conditions had noticeably improved. Wang Yafang had far fewer gray hairs and her asthma hadn’t acted up once, while Xie Guoliang’s chronic pharyngitis had greatly subsided. The once serious and somber teacher had become cheerful and quick to laugh.

’All the problems that needed solving have been solved. It’s about time.’

Seeing Xie Yuan come out and just stand there, the couple asked, puzzled:

"Son, what are you doing?"

"Oh, it’s nothing... Wang Yibing is here. I’m leaving now."

"Oh, okay. Don’t work too hard; rest when you need to. Drink plenty of water and get up to walk around. Don’t just stare at the computer screen all the time."

Wang Yafang urged earnestly.

Xie Guoliang also pushed up his glasses and nodded.

"You can never earn all the money in the world. We’re not hoping to become fabulously wealthy. The best thing is for our family to be together and healthy... When you have time, you should still finish your studies and get your diploma."

"I know, Dad."

Xie Yuan smiled. He took one last, deep look at his kind parents and pushed open the door.

"Dad, Mom, I’m... heading out."

He walked out, closed the door behind him, and shut his eyes, taking a deep, deep breath.

When he opened his eyes again, the giant crystal was before him.

Xie Yuan touched his left arm, feeling the slight heat from the Eight Trigrams Lotus, and gazed at the enormous crystal pillar embedded in the muddy lakebed.

Its light was lustrous, seeming both real and illusory. Within it, profound runes seemed to continuously appear and disappear, captivating the beholder.

[Black Celestial Book: Illusory Dream Celestial Crystal]

"Illusory Dream Celestial Crystal... Black Celestial Book..."

Xie Yuan somehow recognized the crystal’s name. He muttered to himself and let out a long breath.

’So it really is a Black Celestial Book.’

’No wonder it possesses such power, shrouding this entire lake-within-a-lake in constant illusions.’

’And yet, it made me savor the experience, unwilling to wake up even though I had long since realized the truth.’

’This must be what a truly powerful illusion is like.’

’Just like a honey trap.’

A fake honey trap—

A peerless beauty, half-hidden by sheer veils, her figure enchanting, her voice soul-stealing: