Oh no! I'm surrounded by female ghosts!

The world of cultivation in Yu Mengnian has undergone earth-shattering changes.

Centered on Qingmeng Peak, the green mountains stretching for thousands of miles break off at the mountainside.

The sky was filled with gray-black clouds, and the earth was crisscrossed with deep ravines.

Palaces collapsed one after another, and mythical birds and beasts scattered and fled.

Earth erupted in flames, shattering mountains and rivers.

Looking around, all that remains is devastation and ruin.

This desolate, post-apocalyptic scene is worlds apart from the ethereal atmosphere that Su Ming encountered when he first arrived here.

"What...what did you do?"

He looked at Yu Mengnian in shock.

Yu Mengnian said calmly, "I want to take some things from them."

"They refuse to give it to me."

Mental resilience has officially surpassed 10,000.

This value has already met the second stage that Wen Qi designed for him.

In the first stage, physical strength exceeds 3000 and mental resilience exceeds 5000.

In the second stage, physical strength exceeds 5000 and mental resilience exceeds 10,000.

In the third stage, physical strength exceeds 8000, and the higher the mental resilience, the better.

In the fourth stage, with his physical strength exceeding 10,000, Su Ming would be qualified to break the world's upper limit ahead of schedule.

When Su Ming walked out of Qingmeng Palace.

Corpses lay strewn all around, limbs were scattered everywhere, and bloodstains soaked the soil, all bearing the horrific marks of a great battle.

Even Yu Mengnian's face turned pale, and her pristine white dress was stained with large patches of dark red blood, a shocking sight.

The sword, which was once covered in ice, is now completely crimson.

The blade was covered in undried blood, exuding a terrifying aura, like a peerless demonic sword that could steal souls and devour hearts.

It seems that during the time I was improving, those cultivators who had united could no longer restrain themselves and joined forces to attack me.

"How are you?" Yu Mengnian looked up and asked, her tone showing no sign of fatigue.

Su Ming did not respond; he simply stared at the collapsing sky above him.

The sky shattered, and the cracks continued to spread.

Boundless darkness surged from the depths of the cracks, gradually engulfing this cultivation world on the verge of collapse.

The dream world that Yu Mengnian created is disappearing.

After a long while, Su Ming finally spoke up and asked.

What would you do if your world disappeared?

Yu Mengnian shook her head, her expression indifferent: "It's alright, we can just go back to the beginning and reweave the dream."

Her power comes from the dreams she creates.

When the dream world disappears, her power will also disappear, and she will become an ordinary person.

However, she can re-knit.

But this will take a lot of time.

This world of cultivation was meticulously crafted and perfected by Yu Mengnian over 19 years in reality and 200 years in her dreams.

Yu Mengnian didn't dwell on this matter.

Her expression remained calm as she said, "We should go."

Su Ming waved his hand: "No rush."

"We can see how this world is dying."

Darkness devoured the sky as if it were a tangible substance.

The shattered earth rose and dissipated little by little.

The scattered spirit beasts, the screaming crowd, and the figures gradually blurred and became transparent.

They never knew until their deaths.

The world is not dying.

Rather, it is the dreamers who are waking up.

This grand dream, which has lasted for 19 years in the real world and spans nearly two hundred years here, is about to come to a complete end.

"Do you think they might doubt that they're living in your dream?"

Yu Meng lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment before answering earnestly: "A person who dreams will not doubt that they are dreaming."

"Only those who wake up will know."

"And they will never wake up."

"So, they won't know."

Su Ming stretched and reached out to try to grasp the shattered sky in his hand.

He said with a hint of melancholy, "Do you think our world might also be just a grand dream?"

"We are all dreamers."

"Are we all living in some unknown, grand dream?"

Yu Mengnian shook her head: "That's not important."

"Su Ming, whether it's true or false isn't determined by the world, but by you."

"What you firmly believe is true, then it is true."

"What you firmly believe is false, is false."

Yu Mengnian even gave Su Ming an example: "It's like an illusion."

"When you firmly believe in your heart that it is false, you can see through its illusion and not be deceived."

"But if there is even the slightest wavering in one's heart, the truth and falsehood will become blurred and difficult to distinguish."

Therefore, there is no such thing as truth or falsehood in this world.

"Only what you perceive as true or false is true."

Su Ming smiled in relief; he understood: "So, it means 'I think, therefore I am,' right?"

"Everything can be fake, only one's own thoughts are real."

"As long as my thoughts are real, I am real, and the world is real."

"Therefore, there's no need to get hung up on whether it's true or false."

"It's pointless; it only adds to your troubles."

Yu Mengnian nodded, a hint of approval flashing in her eyes.

Looking at the increasingly fragmented world of cultivation, he smiled again and asked, "Tell me, to these dreamers, don't you seem like a source of pollution bringing them the end of the world?"

"An unsolvable apocalypse."

"If someone kills you, the dream will end, and they will disappear."

"If you want to wake up on your own, they will disappear."

"Unable to resist, and powerless to break free."

"Even if the resistance succeeds, it will not change the outcome; on the contrary, it will hasten the destruction."

"All they can do is protect you from dying here."

"But when they understand these things, they will begin to doubt the truth of the world."

"Those who know the truth are the ones who die the fastest."

Even if they didn't die and successfully protected you.

"But this protection is also one-sided; if you die in the real world, the dream will still disappear."

Yu Mengnian gave Su Ming a strange look.

Since he went to Lin Jiajia to interpret those two fairy tales, he seems to have had a deep feeling about them.

So, Yu Mengnian asked with slight curiosity, "What did Lin Jiajia say to you?"

Su Ming waved his hand: "It's nothing."

"I'm just speculating about the coming of the gods."

"The gods descend upon the world, and the immortal cultivation world of your dreams becomes reality."

"Tell me, if I kill you, will the descent of the gods cease?"

After pondering for a long time, Yu Mengnian uttered two words: "No."

"Entering the dream into reality has already transcended the realm of dreams, and I am no longer the sole subject maintaining their existence."

"They want to end the descent of the gods."

Her expression was grave: "There's only one way."

"Slay all the gods."

"That won't work either." She quickly shook her head in denial: "Even if the gods die, they will be resurrected infinitely in dreams."

"Kill me first, sever the root of dreams, cut off the source of their resurrection."

"Then kill all the gods."

This is the solution suggested by Yu Mengnian.

She's like the blood pool in a game.

The gods are like the heroes in a game.

As long as the blood pool exists, heroes can be resurrected indefinitely.

Unless, first blow up the blood pool, then kill the hero.

But this is only the ideal situation.

This does not include unknown changes that occur after the pollution source has eroded the environment.

Seeing Yu Mengnian's serious expression as she pondered, Su Ming couldn't help but laugh.

In fact, the threat of the gods descending to earth is the least.

Yu Mengnian's priority is also the lowest.

The solution to stop the gods from descending to earth is actually quite simple.

Just break the world's upper limit ahead of time to prevent Yu Mengnian from undergoing aberration.

The sole purpose of the gods descending to earth is to guide Wen Qi on the path to becoming a turbid god.

And, let Su Ming spar with those mythical figures.

It would be best to take a few group photos so they can be easily posted on social media.

So, after thinking for a moment, Su Ming finally spoke up and said, "Lin Jiajia just explained it to me."

She said that the core themes of these two fairy tales are escape and regret.

"Chen Zhiwei is using the story to ask Wen Qi: Would you run away, and would you regret it after you run away?"

"My school beauty sister," Su Ming sighed, "she really does have ways to lower one's favorability rating."

This means that Wen Qi can break this forced favorability line at any time.

"Escape?" Yu Mengnian frowned slightly. "Escape to where?"

"Of course..."

Su Ming had only uttered three words when he suddenly fell silent.

Escape? Where to escape to?

Escape from yourself?

Upon hearing the word "escape," he subconsciously assumed that "escape" meant Wen Qi would run away from him.

Think about it carefully.

Although the story is about escaping, the escape was from the well, but the destination was the wider world.

That little spider is still searching for the star in its heart.

This star has many meanings, such as hope, the future, and oneself.

"I see."

Yu Mengnian's question exploded in Su Ming's mind like a thunderbolt, instantly shattering all the fog.

"Escape" does not mean fleeing from one's own surroundings.

"Escape" refers to...

Understand them, learn from them, and become like them.

They want to escape the constraints of humanity, and then... become them.

Forcing favorability is the only way to control them.