LRAB Chapter 198 Dream World and Snow Empress's Marriage Certificate
Chapter 198 Dream World and Snow Empress's Marriage Certificate
Chapter 198 Dream World and Snow Empress's Marriage Certificate
The azure waves gently lapped against the soft, golden sand, the sound of the tides regular and soothing, like nature's most tranquil lullaby.
In the distance, an extremely luxurious seaside villa stands by the sea, its white walls shining brightly against the azure sky and sea, like a pearl inlaid on the coastline.
In this picturesque setting, Dai Youheng and Xue Di walked hand in hand, barefoot on the warm sand. A sea breeze blew, ruffling Xue Di's long, silvery hair, which occasionally intertwined with Dai Youheng's jet-black hair.
He was tall and handsome, with a bright, sunny smile between his brows; while she was exceptionally beautiful, with fair skin and delicate features, like a goddess who had stepped out of a dream.
"Youheng." The Snow Empress tilted her head slightly, a hint of bewilderment and confusion in her eyes. "Shouldn't we be sleeping and cultivating in that little hut? How did we suddenly end up here?"
Dai Youheng chuckled upon hearing this, and tightened his grip on her hand. "Uh—if I said we really are sleeping, would you believe me?"
He paused, his tone tinged with a hint of incredulous mockery, "I never expected that method to be so profound. Not only did I fall into a deep meditation, but it seems I accidentally slept with you as well."
"Get lost." Xue Di's ears turned slightly red, and she spat lightly, "What do you mean, 'slept with me too'—nonsense!" But she immediately realized something, and her beautiful ice-blue eyes widened slightly, "Wait, you mean, my consciousness was also affected by your technique and fell asleep along with you? Then where exactly is this place—?"
"In my dream," Dai Youheng said, gazing at the boundless sea and clear sky, his voice calm yet strangely penetrating, "I think it was our dreams that intertwined and resonated, forming a unique 'dream realm.'"
"Dream Realm?" Xue Di repeated the unfamiliar word curiously, feeling the coolness of the seawater and the fineness of the sand beneath her feet. Everything felt so real it was unbelievable.
"Simply put, it's a world constructed from dreams," Dai Youheng patiently explained. "Ordinary people have short sleep durations, and their dreams are fragmented, dissipating upon waking. Only special dreams with strong mental power and stable structures can form what's called a dream domain, a vivid and lasting space of consciousness. The one who creates this domain is the domain lord. The domain lord's mental power determines the stability and duration of the dream domain."
"Will this affect your cultivation?" This was still the matter that Xue Di was most concerned about.
"Don't worry." Dai Youheng smiled and shook his head. "According to the records of the Demonic Legacy, the consciousness of living beings can be divided into the 'Pre-Spirit Realm' and the 'Original Spirit Realm.' Ordinary dreams, and even this dream realm, are all in the shallow 'Pre-Spirit Realm.' As for my core consciousness, the part that is currently circulating its cultivation technique and absorbing soul power, it is still in the depths of the 'Original Spirit Realm.'"
"So that's how it is! This technique is truly wondrous." Xue Di exclaimed in amazement, unable to resist taking a few steps forward, letting the clear seawater wash over her fair ankles, the cool touch feeling incredibly real. She suddenly understood the true meaning of the God of Sloth's test: to break through to a higher realm through extreme relaxation and pleasure—wasn't this the ultimate "winning by doing nothing"?
Dai Youheng stepped forward and took her hand again. "We can come to this beach anytime. See that villa? That's our dream home. Come on, let me show you around somewhere else first."
This dream realm was constructed by the domain lord's consciousness, and Dai Youheng's dream foundation was not Douluo Continent, but his most familiar past life world.
The next moment, the surrounding scenery shifted like ripples on water: a bustling city, a dazzling food street, a shopping mall shimmering with rainbow lights...
An amusement park full of whimsical ideas.
A series of novel things that Xue Di had never seen before appeared before her eyes. Dai Youheng led her to experience them one by one, watching her like an elf entering the human world for the first time, her eyes filled with surprise and curiosity.
"Youheng, is this the world you once knew?" Xue Di held a cup of sweet milk tea, gazing at the bustling streets. "Much more interesting than Douluo Continent!"
"Of course." Dai Youheng nodded with a smile, a complex sense of nostalgia in his eyes.
Suddenly, Xue Di's gaze was drawn to a dignified yet warm building by the roadside. Most of the people coming and going were in pairs; some held bright red booklets, their faces beaming; others carried dark green notebooks, their expressions indifferent, and they went their separate ways.
"Youheng, where is that?" Xue Di asked curiously, pointing to the building.
Dai Youheng looked over, his expression slightly taken aback. "This—looks like the Civil Affairs Bureau. In my world, it's a place specifically for marriage registration."
"Marriage registration?" Xue Di blinked, then smiled, revealing a touch of the unique boldness and daring of the Queen of the Far North. "Youheng, since it's just a dream, why don't we go and try registering?"
In her mind, dreams are bizarre and fantastical, all of them illusions. Experiencing completely different customs and cultures through them is also a fun thing to do.
Dai Youheng was taken aback at first, then laughed loudly, "Great! Although it's just a pipe dream, it would be a wonderful fairy tale to be husband and wife with Sister Xuedi in my dreams for a few years."
The two entered hand in hand. The interior was bright and clean, with a quiet atmosphere. They saw a man in a crisp uniform standing with his back to them, organizing documents; his posture was upright and his demeanor distinguished.
"Hello, we'd like to register," Dai Youheng said.
The man turned around at the sound, revealing an exceptionally handsome face with a warm and gentle smile. "Alright, please have a seat, both of you."
Dai Youheng was secretly puzzled. He was stunned for a moment, wondering what he was doing. Shouldn't his dream have made him the most handsome and good-looking man? How could a random marriage registrar look like this?
If people like these register here, won't it be overwhelming if a couple comes in? Aren't you afraid of breaking up couples one by one?
"May I ask your names?" the man asked gently, holding a pen.
"Dai Youheng".
"Snow Woman".
The man quickly took notes, then handed them two bright red certificates. "Alright. Mr. Dai Youheng, Ms. Xue Nu. Congratulations to you both. May you have a long and happy marriage."
Dai Youheng took the certificate, surprised. Was the process too fast? There was no household registration book, no identity certificate, no group photo.
The handsome man seemed to read his mind and smiled gently. "No need to be surprised. This is your dream world, and the rules are determined by your own thoughts. If you think this matter should be simple, then it will naturally be simple."
His voice, now deep and resonant, seemed to carry a peculiar rhythm: "In the dream world, there is no restraint. You can transform into a roc soaring through the heavens, or become a fish diving deep into the azure sea; you can travel back in time and reunite with the departed; you can manifest your deepest desires and have your wishes fulfilled. Dreams are like sweet dew, temporarily healing the wounds of reality and soothing the weariness of the soul. Here, happiness seems within reach, without the need to pay a heavy price."
"However, a dream is ultimately just a dream. Its pleasure is like morning dew; once the sun rises, it vanishes without a trace. If one indulges in the easily attainable perfection of a dream for too long, it is no different from drinking poison to quench thirst, only making reality increasingly pale and empty. The wise see dreams as windows, not doors. Through these windows, we can glimpse the true desires of our hearts—perhaps love, freedom, creation—these desires are not meant to lure us to remain in dreams forever, but rather to guide us back to reality and the direction we should cultivate for it."
Dai Youheng was shocked. The person before him could not possibly be just a phantom in a dream! His words were insightful and to the point. This was no simple NPC that could be fabricated by his own consciousness!
Just as he was about to ask further questions, another staff member rushed over, looking troubled. "Manager Bei, you'd better go take a look! There's a couple over there who just got married, but it turns out they're long-lost siblings. Their elders are forcing them to divorce immediately, but the two of them absolutely refuse!"
"Is that so?" Upon hearing this, Manager Bei raised an eyebrow and glanced sideways at Dai Youheng, a half-smile playing on his lips. "Heh—truly a boy born with an air of wickedness, even his dreams are filled with wishes for lovers to become siblings. Sigh, what a tragedy of human relationships. Well then, I'll go take care of it. Please, both of you, make yourselves at home."
Before he could finish speaking, Dai Youheng felt a slight sway in the scene before him. When he came to his senses, he and Xue Di were standing side by side on the street outside the Civil Affairs Bureau, holding the two bright red marriage certificates in their hands.
Even more strangely, Xue Di beside him seemed completely oblivious to the earlier commotion, as if that incident had never happened. She eagerly flipped through the red book in her hand, then tightened her grip on his hand, her eyes sparkling with curiosity about this new world. "Come on, Youheng! What are you daydreaming about? There seem to be even more fun places ahead!"
Dai Youheng glanced back at the solemn building. By the window on the second floor, there seemed to be a blurry yet tall figure, gazing in the direction they had left.
Manager Bei shook his head slightly, a subtle smile playing on his lips. "You're quite suitable material for this technique—you can enter a meditative state so quickly and travel to the spiritual realm. Your technique is not bad."
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