A Girl Dies Every Day in Her Dream Life 184

Chapter 184: Isn’t This Your Home?

“What are you talking about?” Nangong Mian looked at Luo Xue’s slightly surprised expression. “Didn’t the clan elders say that Nangong disciples aren’t allowed to enter?”

Luo Xue opened her mouth, wanting to say something.

In her memory, it was because the Nangong disciples were trapped inside that other cultivators were allowed to enter.

But Luo Xue didn’t know much about this matter, only having heard bits and pieces from others.

Perhaps… what they said was wrong?

After some hesitation, Luo Xue told Nangong Mian everything she had learned from Xin’er at the Treasure Pavilion.

After hearing this, Nangong Mian’s expression turned to disbelief, and she shook her head repeatedly.

“I don’t know, I haven’t heard of this. I just snuck in.”

“Okay.”

Luo Xue couldn’t investigate further. Whether it was the strangeness of the secret realm, or just a misunderstanding, she couldn’t tell.

Now, the only clue was the mysterious courtyard on this island, which was said to have produced Heaven-grade pill energy in the past. This time, not only was there no Heaven-grade pill energy, but there was also this strange mist…

Luo Xue composed herself and followed Nangong Mian.

They wandered through the mist, unable to find the courtyard.

Even Nangong Mian, usually adept at navigating secret realms, found it difficult with her Divine Sense blocked and her vision limited.

However… coincidentally, Nangong Mian, who hadn’t encountered anyone for days, kept running into people now that Luo Xue was with her.

And every time they met someone, they were attacked without warning. Luo Xue and Nangong Mian could only join forces to… put them to rest.

In less than half a day, Luo Xue and Nangong Mian had “saved” seven undead souls wandering the island, an achievement that would impress even professional monks.

Nangong Mian kept glancing at Luo Xue, many questions in her mind. Why did she keep running into people now, after days of being alone? And why hadn’t she seen the phantom again after meeting Luo Xue?

But no matter how she looked, she couldn’t find anything strange about Luo Xue.

“Her strength should be about the same as mine… although I want to say it’s strange, it doesn’t seem to be.”

Nangong Mian’s eyes flickered, keeping her thoughts to herself, while also becoming more wary of Luo Xue.

Luo Xue’s attention was focused on these undead souls. When releasing them, she could sense the will of immortality within them, growing stronger with time.

The surrounding mist seemed to be strengthening this will of immortality, but clearly, the mist wasn’t the source. Otherwise, Nangong Mian would have been affected.

An invincible Foundation Establishment cultivator was nothing before the will of immortality, not even invincible Core Formation or Nascent Soul cultivators. Only those at Soul Transformation and above could barely resist it.

So… where did the will of immortality on these souls come from?

Could it be from contact with the Blood Sea?

Not entirely. It was impossible for all the cultivators to have touched the Blood Sea, and so far, Luo Xue had only encountered one living person with a conscious mind: Nangong Mian.

Then, there seemed to be only one answer left.

“The phantom…”

Indeed, Nangong Mian was the only one who hadn’t encountered the phantom. All other cultivators had been chased by it.

But recalling Nangong Mian saying that she looked similar to the phantom, Luo Xue felt a bit strange.

“It shouldn’t be related to me… I’m withering…”

And regarding the possibly existing Nangong disciples in the secret realm, Luo Xue had another guess.

If they existed, they would have been here longer than the first batch of cultivators, and the will of immortality within them would be even stronger…

What would happen with extreme immortality, Luo Xue didn’t know.

“Sigh, if it were withering, I might be able to see something.”

Luo Xue rubbed her temples, but this was just wishful thinking. If it were the will of withering, the situation wouldn’t be much better.

Both immortality and withering were fatal to living beings, a lethality that reached the level of laws.

The legendary Great Emperors could perhaps establish laws, but Luo Xue was clearly not at that level yet…

Just as Luo Xue’s thoughts wandered, she suddenly heard Nangong Mian’s excited voice.

“Yay, I found it! The mysterious courtyard is just ahead!”

“Hmm?”

Luo Xue came back to her senses and looked forward.

The outlines of buildings appeared in the mist, two lanterns hanging at the entrance, their faint light flickering through the mist.

In this sinister environment, this scene seemed even more eerie and terrifying.

Even Nangong Mian, as she approached, subconsciously slowed down, her expression turning tense.

“It wasn’t this scary last time…” she muttered.

“It should be quite scary…”

Luo Xue whispered.

But why didn’t she feel any fear, but rather… a sense of familiarity?

Could it be that she had experienced too much, and such a classic horror scene no longer fazed her?

As they got closer, the outlines of the buildings became clearer, and Luo Xue frowned slightly.

Wait, why did this courtyard look so familiar?

Luo Xue continued walking, pondering.

Finally, as they reached the gate, and the entire courtyard came into view, Luo Xue found the information about this courtyard in the corner of her memory.

She almost jumped up.

“Damn, it’s this place!”

“You’ve been here before?”

Nangong Mian immediately became alert. Would this girl suddenly turn into a phantom and attack her?

This was a common trope!

If she died, she would regret bringing this weirdo back to her “hometown”…

Fortunately, what Nangong Mian imagined didn’t happen. Luo Xue hesitated for a moment, then said awkwardly,

“I… saw it in a dream.”

“In a dream?” Although Nangong Mian relaxed slightly, she was still wary. “What kind of strange dreams do you have?”

“They’re… alright…”

Luo Xue touched her nose, slightly embarrassed.

She looked up at the courtyard, her expression turning serious.

This haunted courtyard…

Three on Mount Fengyin, one in Phoenix Venerable’s small world, and now another one here.

Coupled with the ubiquitous will of immortality in this secret realm, if this had nothing to do with Phoenix Venerable, Luo Xue wouldn’t believe it.

“Phoenix Venerable, are you… that attached to your little courtyard…”

Luo Xue complained inwardly, but her expression remained unchanged.

Nangong Mian kept looking at Luo Xue, not because she was beautiful, but because she vaguely felt that Luo Xue knew something.

But Luo Xue wouldn’t say, and she couldn’t force her…

“You said the Heaven-grade pill energy, where was it originally?” Luo Xue asked.

“Follow me, this way.”

Although Nangong Mian was wary of Luo Xue, she still waved her hand, signaling Luo Xue not to get lost.

She didn’t walk ahead, but stayed close to Luo Xue, less than half a body length away. Leaving Luo Xue behind made her feel a bit uneasy…

Luo Xue followed, her feelings complicated as she entered the mysterious courtyard again, not noticing Nangong Mian’s strange behavior.

Although this courtyard was similar to the ones Luo Xue had seen or lived in before, there were still differences, enough to show that this wasn’t Mount Fengyin or Phoenix Venerable’s small world.

More accurately, the ones on Mount Fengyin were simplified versions.

This courtyard was much larger, with more buildings, its layout more complex, although roughly similar.

“Is there such a courtyard on every island?” Luo Xue asked.

“No… every island has a landmark,” Nangong Mian shook her head, “but this one happens to be a courtyard.”

Although she hadn’t relaxed her vigilance, she still couldn’t find anything strange about Luo Xue and began to doubt her own judgment.

Finally, after wandering around in the mist for a while, Nangong Mian still couldn’t find the right place.

“This… the mist is too thick. Last time I was here, I could see clearly within three or four hundred meters.” Nangong Mian scratched the back of her head awkwardly. “It’s too complicated inside… and the rooms all look the same.”

The rooms Nangong Mian referred to were the kind Luo Xue had lived in before. In this expanded version of the mysterious courtyard, there were many similar rooms.

Luo Xue pondered for a moment, then asked,

“Are you looking for the main house?”

“The main house?”

Nangong Mian was slightly stunned.

Luo Xue briefly described the main house’s appearance and pointed out the differences between it and the other guest rooms.

However, she didn’t mention Phoenix Venerable’s inscription.

Nangong Mian’s eyes widened.

“You’ve been here before?”

“In a dream…”

Luo Xue averted her gaze slightly.

“Your dreams are really vivid!”

Nangong Mian gave a thumbs-up, while discreetly moving further away.

This girl… talking about this place like it was her own home, then saying she saw it in a dream…

“If it’s the main house, I might know where it is…”

Luo Xue said weakly, seeing the undisguised suspicion in Nangong Mian’s eyes, but she still forced herself to speak.

Although it was much larger, the layout was roughly the same.

Back then, to escape this courtyard, Luo Xue had memorized the surrounding terrain to the point where she could navigate it with her eyes closed.

After wandering around with Nangong Mian for so long, she had already determined the location of the main house, but hadn’t said anything.

“…Isn’t this your home?”

Nangong Mian finally couldn’t help but ask.

“Would you believe me if I said no?”

“Yes, yes, yes…”

Nangong Mian nodded repeatedly, but she still took a step back.

Even though Luo Xue had an alibi when the phantom appeared, her behavior during this time was too strange, so strange that Nangong Mian felt a chill down her spine.

And she had always been puzzled by one thing: she had never heard of this Nangong Jiao before, yet she had a token of the direct lineage…

The token couldn’t be fake, Nangong Mian was certain of that.

But what if Nangong Jiao was actually a senior who had been wandering in the secret realm for hundreds of years?

What if she was a vengeful spirit?

Various terrifying possibilities arose in Nangong Mian’s mind, making her look at Luo Xue again, her fear growing.

“If you move any further away, you won’t be able to follow me.” Luo Xue said helplessly, seeing Nangong Mian’s expression. “Don’t worry, I’m really not a ghost.”

“That’s not what I meant…”

Nangong Mian took a few difficult steps, moving closer to Luo Xue.

Luo Xue didn’t bother joking with Nangong Mian. She was feeling complicated. Returning to this courtyard brought back many memories.

She followed her memory and walked straight towards the main house.

The closer she got, the more familiar everything became, gradually overlapping with her memories.

It seemed that the layout near the main house hadn’t changed at all…

“I heard, just heard, that the Nangong clan’s original ancestral land was like this…”

Nangong Mian said cautiously.

“Yes.”

Luo Xue nodded slightly.

She could naturally deduce this, it wasn’t surprising.

The relationship between Phoenix Venerable and the Nangong clan was hard to say, but it was definitely deep.

Seeing Luo Xue’s calm reaction, Nangong Mian was even more certain of her guess.

It seemed she really was a clan ancestor… perhaps not even a vengeful spirit from a few hundred years ago, but from an even more distant past, related to the master of the Blood Sea Secret Realm.

But how did she appear at the Treasure Pavilion, and why did she know her?

As Nangong Mian was pondering whether to kneel or kowtow when this ancestor revealed her identity, Luo Xue stopped and said softly,

“We’re here.”

Nangong Mian composed herself and looked up. It was the main house where she had come for the Heaven-grade pill energy before.

But now, the main house seemed incredibly sinister, completely different from before.

“This is…”

“Wait a moment.”

Luo Xue stopped Nangong Mian, her expression serious.

“What’s wrong?”

Seeing Luo Xue’s expression, Nangong Mian became nervous.

She wasn’t afraid of the main house, but of this ancestor whose identity was still unknown…

“It seems there’s an aura of immortality lingering around…”

Luo Xue looked around. The thick mist obscured everything.

Her Divine Sense hadn’t recovered yet, but even so, she could sense the aura of immortality.

Could it be that…

“Be careful!”

Luo Xue immediately grabbed Nangong Mian’s hand and slammed into the door of the main house.

And behind them, in the mist, countless pairs of eyes, burning with the flames of immortality, appeared.