Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

Chapter 108 [Yu Linglong's Tragic Past]

Upon waking from the dream, Fan Zui was surprised to find that there was an extra fairy among those he was bound to.

【Fairy: Jade Linglong】

[Attribute: Fire]

[Constitution: Everlasting]

[Realm: None]

[Favorability: 50%]

[Dream Rules: Daydream]

"Endless life is an excellent attribute among fire elements."

"Why didn't she begin her spiritual practice?"

Fan Zui couldn't help but mutter to himself.

This woman definitely has a secret.

It makes no sense to have such talent and not cultivate oneself.

The Fan family has no shortage of fire-attribute manuals.

There are also plenty of resources.

Given her current status in the Fan family, she could easily ask for these things without any problem.

That doesn't make sense!

All I can say is that this woman has a secret.

The witch Li Hanqiu's dream can only be entered once every two days.

However, Yu Linglong is different; it can be entered as long as it is daytime.

Similar to a daydream.

Each cultivation session also lasts six hours.

At noon the next day, Fan Zui entered his dream again, intending to cultivate himself.

But unexpectedly, he entered Yu Linglong's dream again.

In a dizzying moment, he found himself in a dimly lit room.

The room was filled with a dim atmosphere, with thin and gloomy light.

A faint light seeped out from an old desk lamp, barely illuminating a small area.

The corner was piled with clutter, and dust filled the air, revealing the passage of time.

The walls were old and cracked, revealing a dark gray shadow.

The room was damp, and time seemed to stand still.

The withered yellow curtains hung on the window, but they did nothing to block out the darkness outside.

The small window, no bigger than a palm, had been neglected for a long time and was covered with cobwebs and dust, preventing any clear light from passing through.

The air was filled with a musty smell, a odor that hadn't been ventilated in a long time.

This dimly lit room seemed to have been asleep for a long time, like a forgotten corner.

Suddenly, a faint rustling sound seemed to come from the darkness.

He sensed a glimmer of hope.

Looking around, all that could be seen was a dark figure huddled in the corner.

In the dim darkness, he seemed to see a pair of eyes filled with terror.

With a wave of his hand, a ray of light filled the entire room.

Finally, I can see everything clearly.

This is a dilapidated house.

No, it should be an underground chamber.

That tiny window, no bigger than a palm, was just for ventilation.

The so-called faint light is nothing more than a flickering candle.

The room was damp and dark.

At that moment, a little girl in the corner caught his attention.

In the corner, a dirty little girl huddled in a pile of straw.

His clothes were tattered and covered in dust, and his disheveled hair covered his face.

Straw lay scattered on the ground, showing signs of being trampled multiple times.

The dirt on the little girl could not hide her thin figure and haggard face.

Her eyes had lost their luster, as if gazing into nothingness.

His eyes held only loneliness and helplessness.

She curled up, hugging herself tightly, as if resisting the cruelty the world had dealt her.

Straw was scattered all over the ground, creating a desolate backdrop for the little girl.

The straw was messy and dirty, as if reflecting the loneliness and suffering in the little girl's heart.

This corner is also filled with endless pain and helplessness.

At that moment, she seemed like an abandoned child, lost on the edge of the world.

The dirty little girl huddled quietly in the straw, longing for warmth and love.

But it seemed destined that she could only survive alone in this filthy world.

Her figure, intertwined with the surrounding environment, creates a desolate scene.

It evokes pity and sorrow.

Fan Zui recognized her at a glance.

This is Yu Linglong in her childhood!

Looking at everything before him, he suddenly fell silent.

He never imagined that she would be in such a miserable state as a child.

What you think about, you dream about.

It seems that she only took a nap at noon today, but had a nightmare.

It's just unknown how many years she endured this nightmare.

Only now did Fan Zui realize why she loved freedom so much.

Because she had been confined to this secret room since she was a child.

It is unknown how she eventually ended up in her adoptive father's hands.

He slowly approached, and the little girl trembled and curled up.

They seemed quite afraid of this unknown person.

"Little girl, what's your name?"

As he spoke, he squatted down, and a pile of food appeared in his hands.

Although this is a dream, the feeling of being numb still exists.

Upon seeing the food, a glimmer of light finally appeared in the little girl's previously lifeless eyes.

However, he still didn't dare to reach out and take it.

But her eyes held a hint of longing as she looked up at him timidly.

"It's all for you, eat it, don't be afraid."

He pushed the things over a bit.

Her eyes seemed to confirm repeatedly that he truly wouldn't harm her.

So the little girl finally picked up the food and started wolfing it down.

His cheeks were bulging.

You can also see her appearance more clearly now; her face is all dirty.

Moreover, there appears to be a whip mark on her back.

What on earth is this place?

He slowly stood up and looked up at the palm-sized window above, which was used for ventilation.

He gathered his strength in his palm, about to slap it away, when a voice suddenly came from above.

"You brat, dinner's ready!"