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Chapter 4396: 5.0148 Gained Nothing

Sikong Fuling was now certain that Qiao Mu was completely unaffected by the control of the Nightmare Demon Flute.

Even in a dream, Qiao Mu, as a mere soul body, could counter her.

Dream materialization, dream suppression—Qiao Mu seemed to naturally possess all these abilities, using them effortlessly.

"Sister, Miss Sikong probably didn't intentionally pry into your dream," Mu Xingchen diligently built a bridge of reconciliation, conscientiously mediating from the side.

For the first time, Sikong Fuling found the handsome and dignified man before her quite agreeable.

At least what this person said was definitely more reliable and pleasant to hear than his sister Qiao Mu.

Qiao Mu glanced at her older brother, then swept her gaze over Sikong Fuling, who stood stiffly beside her.

Sikong Fuling immediately stammered, "S-stoic face, I, I came into the dream to save, to save you."

Qiao Mu retracted her gaze, clenching her small fist. "Play the flute to lead the way, take us out."

Sikong Fuling observed her actions and understood her intent. "You, you have such high control over your own dream, why, why can't you get out?"

Qiao Mu looked at her expressionlessly and said, "Of course I can get out. But since you're here, let me see your abilities."

Heh! Sikong Fuling secretly rolled her eyes.

Don't think that just because you have no expression and sound convincing, I'll believe you.

Your arrogant nature has already allowed you to see through everything!

It's strange. How could such a powerful person like this little stoic face be trapped in a dream and unable to get out?

The thick mist enveloping them now was not her deepest, truest dream.

So...

What kind of dream did this little stoic face experience this time?

What exactly is the secret hidden deep within her heart?

Sikong Fuling suddenly felt a cold, sharp gaze fall upon her. She looked up and met Crown Prince Mo's intensely bright phoenix eyes, and her heart involuntarily tightened.

"Things that don't concern you, it's best to meddle less."

Sikong Fuling pouted. "I was just curious."

Mo Lian scoffed coldly, utterly dismissive in his heart.

Sikong Fuling curious?

Of course not!

With her Nightmare Demon Flute, she had probably entered countless people's dreams in the past. How could she suddenly develop a curiosity about Qiaoqiao's dream?

It must have been that Cult Master Ding instigating her from behind, urging her to investigate Qiaoqiao's dream, hoping to find something that would allow him to exploit her weakness.

Mo Lian felt he had hit the truth, and his vigilance towards Ding Yun grew stronger.

This guy's presence here was inherently abnormal.

He must have a deep connection with the disgusting Forgotten River Long family.

In the center of the Spirit Guiding Talisman Array, ripples like water began to appear.

Little Taisui, Dao Wuji, and the other three, seated around the periphery of the array, all slightly opened their eyes.

Peach Blossom Immortal Venerable stood outside the array, his guarded expression relaxing somewhat as he slowly turned to look into the array.

He saw Mo Lian, Mu Xingchen, and Sikong Fuling open their eyes one after another.

Finally, Qiao Mu suddenly opened her eyes, shot up from the ground with a "whoosh," and tugged at her husband's sleeve.

"Let's go." Mo Lian immediately stood up as well, taking Qiao Mu's small hand, and said to Peach Blossom Immortal Venerable and the others, "Let's return to Cloud Garden first."

Peach Blossom Immortal Venerable followed without a word, leaving the Ding siblings behind.

Sikong Fuling furtively glanced up at Ding Yun and stammered, "Brother, I... I gained nothing."