Chapter 69: Entering the Dream

Half a chest of gleaming golden leaves, and atop them lay ten to twenty gemstone roughs the size of a baby’s fist. Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple—each color had two or three pieces.

She had thought the “gold, silver, and jewels” mentioned by “Little Useless in the Cultivation World” would be things like agate, pearls, jade, or gold and silver hair accessories. It seemed she had been too shallow.

But what was she supposed to do with these rough stones?

Lan Mo quickly sent a message to “Little Useless in the Cultivation World”: [Miss, the gold, silver, and jewels you gave me are just golden leaves and gemstone roughs?]

[Yes, mortals without spiritual roots in our Cultivation World like these things the most. Golden leaves are their currency for trade, and those gemstones are used to decorate various utensils. Don’t you like them?]

How could she not like them? She absolutely adored them! But she didn’t know how to carve these gemstones. Leaving them in her space would just be for display, and even if she sold them decades later, she wouldn’t dare take such large rough stones out.

[Miss, thank you for the gifts. I really like them. But there’s a problem I’d like to discuss with you. As a mere mortal, I don’t know how to do what you call artifact refining in the Cultivation World, nor do I possess even the most basic carving skills of the mortals there. In your terms, I’m just a junior physician who only knows how to use a scalpel to cut open patients’ bodies—I don’t know how to carve…]

“Little Useless in the Cultivation World” laughed. This poor little thing really was pitiful. Cutting people open was as simple as a child slaughtering chickens or dogs—even three-year-old cultivators here could wield a blade to kill.

[Do you want carved gemstones? Fine, next time I go to the Mortal World for training, I’ll get some for you. As for the rough stones I gave you, if you don’t know what to do with them, just throw them away. I’m busy cultivating and don’t have time to carve them for you.]

Throw them away? If she had known, she wouldn’t have asked. Throw them away? Not a chance! Even if she just placed them by her bedside to admire, they’d be a delight to the eyes.

She wouldn’t throw them away. She’d keep them as heirlooms for her descendants.

[Alright, you go ahead and focus on your cultivation!]

[Poor little thing, since you have such good luck, if you ever receive any medicinal herbs you don’t recognize, you can exchange them with me. I definitely won’t let you lose out.]

This poor little mortal couldn’t use those Spiritual Medicines anyway, so it was better to trade them to her. It seemed she should collect more trinkets during her future trips to the Mortal World to exchange with this poor little thing.

[Alright, Miss, if it’s possible, could you get me a set of golden needles? And maybe an ancient text on acupuncture with golden needles? I’ll trade you Carefree Flowers for them!]

Since it was an exchange, it was best to make requests upfront.

[Alright, I’ll keep an eye out for them. If I manage to collect them, I’ll exchange them with you.]

After spending so much time with those old doctors, she had started to develop an interest in acupuncture and massage. Having more skills never hurt, and one should keep learning as long as they lived. Who knew? Maybe one day she could save a life with just a few golden needles.

After finishing her chat with “Little Useless in the Cultivation World,” Lan Mo took out a Dream Return Millennium from the “Millennium Emerges from the Ice Coffin.” The entire flower wasn’t very large, with six petals in total. The petals were white, as thin as a cicada’s wings, and translucent.

Lan Mo held the flower and examined it, but she couldn’t bring herself to act. What if she ate it and couldn’t return her soul?

But she really wanted to go back and see her parents, who were now over fifty. She had no idea how they were doing.

Lan Mo steeled herself and quickly plucked a petal, stuffing it into her mouth and swallowing it in one gulp. Then she swiftly exited the space and returned to her bed in the hospital dormitory, waiting for the dream entry.

If she died again this time, at least her body would remain outside, and she hoped some kind soul would find her.

The petal had a faint, delicate fragrance when smelled, but it tasted bland and flavorless.

Several minutes had passed since she swallowed the Dream Return Millennium petal, so why was she still unable to fall asleep? Her soul remained attached to this body.

Sigh… Could that “Flower Fairy of the Immortal Realm” have been lying to her? Or did the ghost possessing her need to eat two petals to work?

As she thought about it, Lan Mo’s eyelids grew heavier and heavier. She seemed to hear the cries of a baby outside the room, along with the sounds of children playing. What was going on? Had her mind gone haywire? Was she hallucinating?

Lan Mo climbed out of bed, intending to open the door and investigate. To her surprise, she passed straight through the door and arrived in the courtyard.

Huh? How could she pass through the door? Had her soul departed?

Oh my god, she had turned into a ghost again! She was now Lan Mo once more.

Why was that mischievous child squatting in the tree? Where was his mother?

And the one eating mud on the ground—what kind of ghost were you?

Could they be the deceased infants Dr. Li Jing had mentioned?

Don’t think about it. These were all illusions, illusions, everything was an illusion! She needed to find her mother now. Yes, find Mom!

Lan Mo passed through the door again and looked at the original host’s body lying on the bed. Thankfully, her chest was still rising and falling. Who would have thought that Dream Return Millennium could truly make one’s soul depart and restore all bodily functions to normal?

But this effect was time-limited. After a quarter of an hour, her soul would be pulled back into her body. Now, she had to return to the future to send a dream to her mother.

Lan Mo focused intently on her mother’s image. Mom, I miss you. Please come and take me there!

Suddenly, a bright light flashed by, and Lan Mo’s soul flew straight into Wang Qiong’s dream in the 21st century.

At that moment, Wang Qiong was arranging certificates on the table, touching them over and over, looking at them again and again. After finishing, she picked up an employee ID from the table, held it to her chest, and sobbed, “My child, why did you have to go? You were so young, how could you leave? How are your father and I supposed to live?”

Seeing her mother crying so sorrowfully, Lan Mo could no longer hold back and burst into tears as well.

It seemed she hadn’t been successfully rescued after all. She was truly dead!

What soul exchange? The original host Lan Mo’s soul had never crossed over. As for Lan Mo’s own corpse, it was probably already decomposed by now.

“Mom!”

Lan Mo called out. Wang Qiong looked up and saw her daughter, lost and found again, her hands trembling with emotion.

“My child, have you come back? Am I dreaming?”

Lan Mo walked over and hugged Wang Qiong tightly. “Mom, I’m sorry! I didn’t protect myself well, making you and Dad suffer the pain of losing a child. I’ve entered your dream to see you.”

Wang Qiong suddenly became clear-headed. Yes, her daughter had died after being hit by a stone while trying to shield someone. She must be dreaming now. She hoped this dream would never end.

“My dear Mo Mo, it’s Mom who’s let you down. I shouldn’t have named you Mo Mo back then! If only I’d known, I would’ve named you Jiu Jiu instead. Even names like Yong Nian, Chang Kang, or Yong Jian would’ve been better…”

“Pfft…!” Lan Mo burst into laughter through her tears. “Mom, those are boys’ names.”

“Mo Mo, take Mom with you! Without you, Mom doesn’t want to live anymore!”

“Mom, you’re only forty-nine. What would happen to Dad if you left? Mom, why don’t you and Dad adopt a child from the welfare home?”

Lan Mo knew her parents were in good health and could easily live another twenty or thirty years. Adopting a child would give them something to focus on instead of staring at her empty room from morning till night.

Besides, those children in orphanages were pitiful—some had even been begging on the streets before being taken in. Helping others was, in a way, helping themselves.

“Mo Mo, your dad originally planned to adopt an abandoned infant, saying that after we pass away, there would still be someone to sweep the graves for all three of us.

But Mom just can’t get over it! How could you suddenly be gone? Why don’t you reincarnate and come back into Mom’s womb? My monthly cycle hasn’t ended yet.”

She had already been reborn through possession—how could she possibly reincarnate back into her mother’s womb?

Lan Mo quickly spoke up to comfort her: “Mom, I’ve already been reborn. Don’t worry about me—I’m doing very well now.

I came specifically today to see you both. You must live well. In my next life, I’ll be your daughter again!”

Time was running out. She had to go find her dad now to say goodbye. If possible, she could visit her mom again another time.

“Mo Mo, are you leaving? Take Mom with you!”

“Mom, if you come with me, who will take care of Dad? What if he gets seduced by those fox spirits? When you have time, you and Dad should go traveling. Our country’s landscapes are so beautiful—you both deserve to relax.”

After saying this, Lan Mo tightly hugged Wang Qiong, kissed her on the cheek, then quickly vanished, leaping directly into Lan Hongyu’s dream.

Lan Mo never expected that her dad’s dream would be sitting in front of her grave, talking to her tombstone.

Who said men were stronger than women? Many men appeared tough on the outside, but their hearts were actually quite fragile.

Lan Mo walked over, looked at the photo on the tombstone, and felt a surge of sorrow. She slowly crouched down and called out, “Dad…!”

Lan Hongyu was startled at first. Turning around and seeing it was his precious daughter, he could no longer control his emotions. He wrapped his arms around Lan Mo, tears streaming down his face.

“My precious daughter, Dad finally gets to see you! Dad misses you so much! Where have you been?”

Lan Mo suddenly felt her soul losing control, growing lighter and lighter, as if she were about to float away.

Oh no, time was up…

“Dad, I miss you too, but there’s no time left. Let’s keep it short. You and Mom must live well. I’ve already been reborn, and I’m doing fine—don’t worry about me. When you have time, take Mom traveling! I have to go…”

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly vanished from Lan Hongyu’s dream. Lan Hongyu cried out to the empty space around him, “Mo Mo…! Mo Mo…!”

Both husband and wife, tears streaming down their faces, jolted awake from their dreams at the same moment, sitting bolt upright in bed…