Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

With the sharing of resources, his cultivation will definitely be fine.

But the next moment, the background suddenly changed.

From the rockery in the garden, we came to a stepped corridor.

The screens on all sides sway in the wind.

No way, a dream within a dream?

Or should I just switch the progress bar directly?

Fan Zui vaguely understood something.

In dreams, anything is possible.

Because, after all, a dream is still just a dream.

The world he exists in is the illusory dream the Empress is currently in.

Therefore, it is not surprising that the world is changing.

"Little Song, this is the Nine-Turn Soul-Worry-Free Pill that His Majesty needs. Take it in; His Majesty is currently in his bedchamber."

Upon hearing the words "bedroom," Fan Zui instinctively wanted to refuse.

After all, when it comes to delivering things, anyone can be sent.

Seemingly having guessed something, the maid immediately said:

"His Majesty is seriously injured and urgently needs this medicine to heal. He has personally requested that you deliver it to him."

After saying this, the maid handed Fan Zui an antique sandalwood box with signs of age, and then hurriedly turned and ran away.

They seemed quite afraid of the powerful empress in her palace.

"She was injured? Could it be that something happened that caused her to leave earlier?"

Muttering to himself, he opened the pill box and casually tossed the pills into his mouth like peanuts.

They swallowed it without even chewing it twice.

Chapter 5 [Witch, are you ready to welcome your king?]

Fan Zui had the good fortune to see the Nine-Turn Soul-Worry-Free Pill in ancient books.

In simple terms, its therapeutic effects include repairing damage to consciousness, nourishing the primordial spirit, and replenishing the soul.

However, the process of refining this elixir is extremely complex and goes against the natural order.

The day the elixir is completed, it will attract the Heavenly Tribulation of the Nine Heavens, which is why very few people can successfully refine it.

Even if it is successfully refined, it may not be able to be perfectly preserved under the heavenly tribulation.

In addition to nourishing the primordial spirit and enhancing the strength of spiritual consciousness, this pill can also strengthen the body, clear blocked meridians, and improve cultivation talent.

In fact, the old lady had previously sent many people to search the world for this elixir, hoping to acquire it for Fan Zui to try.

However, the search yielded no results.

It is said that only alchemists of the demon race can successfully refine this elixir.

However, a hundred years ago, the Demon Clan was annihilated in a decisive battle at the Luo River, thanks to the alliance of two countries and one city.

The two countries and one city represent the top-tier power on the Qian Yuan Continent.

There are only these three forces in the world.

The rest of the small fish and shrimp have either been swallowed up or sunk into the yellow sand under the spears and halberds, disappearing into the long river of history.

With the destruction of the Demon Clan, the Nine-Turn Soul-Worry-Free Pill seemed to have vanished along with it, no longer existing.

I never expected to receive such a thing in my dream today.

The timid get rich, the bold starve.

Such a divine object was naturally not something Fan Zui would let slip by.

Consider it revenge for the three centimeters.

As soon as the pill entered his body, Fan Zui felt an extremely powerful medicinal force surge into his entire body.

The meridians seemed about to burst; wherever the medicine passed, it was like a thick, ramming force.

"what!"

A gasp erupted instantly.

A powerful force emanated from his body, sweeping across the surroundings and creating a tornado that roared upwards.

Supported by this powerful force, Fan Zui's body slowly rose into the air and floated in mid-air.

However, the powerful hurricane tore through his clothes, which were unique to eunuchs, to shreds.

Fortunately, a gust of wind enveloped them, otherwise they would have been exposed long ago.

The hurricane seemed to expand gradually, centered on him.

Dust flew everywhere, and fallen leaves swirled in the air.

Even the setting sun seemed to be caught up in it, and suddenly the sky and earth appeared dark.

The fact that no one came to investigate despite the commotion was a relief to Fan Zui.

Although it's illogical, how can anything in a dream be logical?

If it's unreasonable, then that's correct.

However, Fan Zui's expression changed at this moment.

Something's not right with this elixir.

It doesn't seem to be the real Nine-Turn Soul-Binding Pill.

What did I just eat?

Fan Zui's expression immediately changed.

Suddenly, a cold and mysterious voice came from deep within the palace.

"What, you're only realizing it now? Isn't it a bit too late?"

As the words fell, Fan Zui was grabbed by an invisible giant hand and dragged into the void.

The power of the hurricane dissipated, and the withered trees, fallen leaves, flying sand and stones, having lost their supporting force, immediately became quiet and dormant.

Fan Zui reappeared, only to find himself in the ghostly king-size bed room of his dream.

He finally remembered that it was not some Nine-Turn Soul-Binding Pill.

Instead, it's a unique aphrodisiac pill used by the demon race.

Simply put, it's a thousand-fold enhanced version of an aphrodisiac.

After taking it, not only does it deplete physical strength, but it also depletes kidney energy.

Not many, just a skeleton afterward.

Even the kidneys of ten elephants couldn't withstand the overdraft of this elixir.

This demonstrates its formidable power.

Realizing all this, Fan Zui felt a chill run through him.

Will I perish after entering the dream a second time, having gained nothing?

That's so frustrating!

In the spacious hall, countless light and airy curtains, numbering over a thousand, hung in mid-air.

The surroundings were not enclosed; rather, they were open.

The curtains fluttered in the wind, filling the air with fragrance.

In the center of the main hall, there is a high platform facing the sky, which is also open-air and has no roof.

A large pink bed, floating in the water.

An open-air bed, pink and shimmering, creates waves even without wind.

The four sides of the king-size bed are covered by white curtains with moon and willow patterns, adding a touch of hazy ambiance.

Fan Zui was tightly gripped by that invisible giant hand, dragged through the air, brushing past layers of curtains, and flying continuously toward the pink bed in the center.

In the dim light, he saw a graceful figure, seemingly watching him rush towards him calmly.

At that moment, Fan Zui instantly understood what kind of bullshit healing elixir was.

He took an aphrodisiac that was a thousand times stronger, and that was the healing medicine this witch needed.

And it's a living medicine!

"Witch, I will always be the man you can never have!"

Fan Zui wanted to scream, but no sound came out of his throat.

This witch really has no sense of romance.