Chapter 498: Dream

That night, Ye Rou had a dream.

In the dream, she was safe and joyful, with everything going smoothly.

On the day of her Nascent Soul Formation, it was a universal celebration, with thousands coming to court.

She was like a fairy, peerlessly graceful, dressed in ethereal, holy, and exalted robes, her face veiled, seated high at the head of the table.

Countless famed cultivators and sect elites walked into the hall amid chants, some calling her Wonderful Sound Fairy, others honoring her as Ancestor Wonderful Sound.

She smiled lightly at each, then instructed her direct disciples to entertain them, escorting batch after batch of guests to their seats.

Latterly, her aunt arrived.

An old woman with white hair and wrinkled skin, on the brink of death.

Her teeth were nearly all gone, her eyes cloudy, leaning on a black wooden cane, looking at her and cackling strangely.

Ye Rou quickly descended from her high seat, bowed first, repeatedly calling her "aunt."