Chapter 308 - 131: Xiangzhu, My Wife, Let Me Explain, This Is a Legitimate Massage

Chapter 308: Chapter 131: Xiangzhu, My Wife, Let Me Explain, This Is a Legitimate Massage

Zhu Li was a bit displeased. "Boss, what do you mean by this?"

Zhao Ci jumped down from the bed. "I have this feeling there’s a hidden camera in here!"

With that, he started shuffling around the room in his slippers, searching everywhere.

The air vents.

The projector.

He checked them all.

Nothing.

He grew agitated.

The feeling of being watched just wouldn’t go away.

’There has to be a camera.’

"Boss, stop looking. We don’t have any cameras here."

Zhu Li hugged him from behind. "If you keep dragging this out, you’ll have to pay for extra time to finish the service!"

Zhao Ci was speechless.

’Damn, she’s stacked!’

’But there has to be a camera!’

He broke free from Zhu Li’s arms.

His expression grim, he resumed his search.

Finally...

He discovered a glowing red dot inside the power strip.

"Motherfucker!"

"I knew it!"

"This is a goddamn clip joint!"

Zhao Ci knelt down, turned on his phone’s flashlight, and peered inside.

But he didn’t see a camera.

Instead, he saw an old face leaning closer.

"Fuck!"

"Pervert!"

A chill ran down Zhao Ci’s spine. He grabbed a nearby glass of water and splashed it in, then spat out his chewing gum and stuck it over the socket.

Zhu Li watched, completely baffled. "Boss! How could there possibly be a pervert inside a power socket?"

"Huh?"

Zhao Ci jolted.

’That’s right!’

’How could there be a pervert inside a power socket?’

’And another thing... I just splashed a glass of water in there. Why didn’t it short-circuit?’

’Something’s wrong!’

He felt a wave of dizziness. Clutching his head, he racked his brain.

Finally.

Something dawned on him through the haze.

’This is a fucking dream!’

Instantly, he broke out in a cold sweat.

’Holy hell!’

’I’ve already mastered the Joyful Dream, yet I almost didn’t realize what was happening?’

’That was way too close!’

’This must be because the Paradise Gu’s cultivation level is so much higher than mine.’

’Good thing I figured it out when I did.’

’But how do I break out of this dreamscape?’

This was a huge headache for Zhao Ci. He’d read about the Paradise Gu before, but had only come away with a hazy understanding.

But now that he had mastered the Joyful Dream, he could combine that knowledge with the information he’d read. He finally understood everything about the Paradise Gu.

The so-called Paradise Gu.

In essence, it wasn’t actually a Gu Insect.

It was a quasi-living entity born from the depths of human consciousness.

It possessed no consciousness of its own.

Its sole purpose was to create dreamscapes that would bring people joy.

And its method...

...was to inject "dream source" into a person’s consciousness.

It was like mainlining dopamine straight into the brain.

This was an absolutely terrifying prospect.

The "camera" from before was, in reality, a channel for the Paradise Gu’s master to watch through.

A channel he had now blocked.

Of course, it wasn’t blocked with chewing gum.

It was blocked by the insight a master dream-weaver has into their own dreamscape.

He was certain that the dreamscape was now sealed off.

Although the Paradise Gu could still record everything, the recording could only be accessed after the dream was archived.

But this information was fucking useless!

’How to break out of the dream is the crucial part!’

Besides the Paradise Gu willingly ending the dream, there were only two ways to escape.

One: exhaust all of the "dream source" within the dreamscape.

Two: use a spiritual power far surpassing that of the Paradise Gu to forcibly tear the entire dreamscape apart.

The latter was clearly impossible.

The Paradise Gu is born after an extremely powerful spirit completely degenerates and collapses; its spiritual strength is equal to that of its host.

Never mind a weakling like him, who hadn’t even broken through to the Physical Body Realm.

Even an expert adept at Spirit Skills would probably fail.

As for the former option...

Exhausting all the "dream source" was a bit more plausible.

Because all Magic required a cost.

This "dream source" was to the Paradise Gu what True Qi was to a Cultivator.

As long as it wanted to maintain the dream, it had to consume the dream source.

’But when will the dream source run out?’

’By the time it runs out, won’t I have already completely lost myself to the illusion?’

As for the situation outside the dream...

...he wasn’t too worried.

He had already crushed the Peace Jade and the warm jade.

Experts from the Imperial Clan Court and his young aunt would both be arriving.

They wouldn’t let things get to the point of his body being possessed.

But...

’Who can pull me out of this dream?’

"Boss! What’s wrong with you?"

He felt that soft touch on his back again.

Zhao Ci felt his inhibitions beginning to stir, and the reality that this was all a dream started to fade.

His ability to think was gradually slipping away.

Finally.

He shot to his feet.

This time, there was no hesitation, only a craving for pleasure.

"I’m fine! Let’s go!"

"I want the works. Give me every ’off-menu’ item you’ve got."

...

「Within the chaos.」

The light and shadow within the fissure continued to flicker, but the image was not yet clear.

Huangfu Song slowly leaned closer, attempting to get a clear view of the scene inside.

But unexpectedly, just as the image began to clear up a little...

...he saw a figure in baggy shorts walk over.

The figure spat something out of his mouth.

And then.

It was used to plaster over the fissure.

Plastered over...

Huangfu Song: "???"

Uh...

He had never imagined such a situation.

He frantically tried to contact the Paradise Gu.

But the Paradise Gu was currently busy pumping in "dream source." The fissure was its only point of contact with him, and it had no spare capacity to respond.

He tried to force his way in.

But the fissure seemed to be protected by some kind of barrier.

He didn’t exist in Zhao Ci’s dream, so there was no way for him to enter.

’Well, duh!’

Zhao Ci had never even met him.

How could he possibly appear in the dream?

Uh...

Huangfu Song was bewildered. ’Could Zhao Ci also be a master of dream control? How else could he suppress even the Joyful Dream?’

He grew anxious.

Although he could extract the dream from the Paradise Gu later...

...the risks were clearly much higher.

Moreover, he now had no idea how far into the dream Zhao Ci was.

And naturally, he had no idea if there was enough information to determine whether or not he was the Saint Monarch.