Chapter 93 The Empress's Dream "Private School"

The clamor of the outside world was completely cut off by thick soundproof walls.

Inside the top-tier silent sleep pod specially approved by Ye Zhan, Jiang Chen was lying on the priceless soft jade bed in a star-shaped sprawl, completely lacking any image.

His breathing was long and deep; with every inhalation, the surrounding Spiritual Qi formed visible vortices that drilled into his pores.

The star dream emperor pillow in his arms emitted a faint purple light, as if it were breathing, perfectly synchronized with his heartbeat.

"Hum—" Consciousness sank, traversing endless darkness.

When Jiang Chen opened his eyes again, he did not appear in the familiar hall of white bones, but had arrived in a... sea of flowers?

It was a boundless sea of spider lilies, red as blood, yet breathtakingly beautiful.

In the center of the flower sea stood a pavilion carved from a single piece of white jade.

Inside the pavilion, the supreme Empress had changed into a simple and elegant white dress, lacking some of the imperial majesty, but possessing more... the gentleness of a big sister next door?

She was sitting at a stone table, holding an ancient book, looking focused.

"You've arrived?"

The Empress didn't even raise her head; her voice remained cold, but it lacked the icy aloofness from the beginning that kept people at a distance.

"Your Majesty, have you... changed professions to become a teacher?"

Jiang Chen carefully stepped on the petals as he walked over, afraid of ruining the scenery that looked very expensive, "The style changed a bit too fast, I'm not quite used to it."

"Stop with the glib tongue."

The Empress put down the book, her purple eyes sweeping over him indifferently, "I heard that you are using my name to swindle people outside? And saying what... I am your body pillow?"

"I've been wronged!"

Jiang Chen immediately raised both hands, "That was to deter the petty villains! It was a tactic! Do you understand tactics? Besides... I was complimenting you! Saying that you are not only powerful and domineering, but also... also particularly soft and comfortable."

By the end, his voice grew quieter and quieter because the Empress's gaze was becoming increasingly dangerous.

"Soft? Comfortable?"

The Empress stood up and walked toward Jiang Chen step by step.

As she approached, the surrounding sea of flowers moved without wind, and a massive pressure of Mental Energy pressed down on Jiang Chen's shoulders like a mountain.

"It seems my special training for you is not enough. It has given you such... rebellious delusions."

She walked up to Jiang Chen and extended a finger, as exquisite as jade, to lift his chin.

"Since you like this feeling so much, I will fulfill your wish."

"Sit down."

Jiang Chen felt his knees go weak and sat down cross-legged involuntarily.

"Close your eyes, focus your mind."

The Empress's voice suddenly became gentle. She walked behind Jiang Chen and pressed her hands lightly on his temples.

"Endure it, it might hurt a little."

Before Jiang Chen could react to what "hurt a little" meant, Boom! A tremendously overbearing and pure Mental Energy surged from the Empress's fingertips into his Sea of Consciousness like a burst dam!

"Ah—!" Jiang Chen couldn't help but cry out.

That was not ordinary pain; it was the pain of his Soul being torn apart and reconstructed! It was like someone using sandpaper to grind his cranial nerves!

"This is the reason for your unstable Mental Energy," the Empress's voice echoed in his mind, "Although the quantity is large, the quality is too poor. It's like a pile of mud; it looks like a lot, but it scatters at a single poke. I am now helping you... solidify your foundation."

Following the Empress's movements, the originally scattered Mental Energy in Jiang Chen's Sea of Consciousness began to be forcibly compressed and purified.

From a fog state, it turned into a liquid state, and finally, it actually began to condense into... crystals!

This was an extremely painful process, but Jiang Chen gritted his teeth and didn't utter a sound. He knew this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The Empress personally helping him purify his Mental Energy—if word of this treatment got out, it would make those Grandmasters vomit blood from jealousy.

He didn't know how much time had passed. The tearing pain gradually subsided, replaced by an unprecedented clarity and transparency.

Jiang Chen felt his senses had been magnified countless times. He could even "see" the dust floating in the air and "hear" the sound of petals blooming.

"Is this... the Realm above Grandmaster?" He opened his eyes, a flicker of purple-gold light flashing in them.

"So-so."

The Empress withdrew her hand, looking at the sweat-drenched Jiang Chen, a trace of imperceptible appreciation flashing in her eyes, "Although your Aptitude is a bit dull, your willpower is passable. You didn't embarrass me."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Jiang Chen was not polite, turning around to massage the Empress's legs, "To repay Your Majesty's kindness, I am willing to serve you for the rest of my life! For example... warming the bed or something?"

"Get lost."

The Empress kicked him away, but she wasn't angry; instead, she threw him a black bead. That was the previously purified "Dark Night Magic Core."

"I have purified this thing; the Impurities inside are gone. Fuse it into your pillow."

"Why?" Jiang Chen took the bead, feeling its weight.

"Because..." The Empress turned around, her back to Jiang Chen, her voice becoming somewhat ethereal, "I have been... a bit tired lately. I want to find a comfortable place to sleep a little longer."

"Fuse it, and I will be able to... stay in this world a little longer."

Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment. He looked at the Empress's slightly lonely back, and a sense of sorrow inexplicably welled up in his heart.

This Empress, who once ruled the world, was now left with only a wisp of a Soul, trapped in this dream. Her so-called "staying a little longer" was perhaps her only extravagant hope.

"Rest assured, Your Majesty." Jiang Chen gripped the Magic Core in his hand, his eyes firm, "I will definitely upgrade the pillow to the top level! By then, even if it's the stars in the sky, I will pluck them down to use as a mattress for you!"

"Glib-tongued." The Empress snorted softly, her body beginning to fade, "Alright, you should wake up too. That little girl outside... seems to be peeking at your things."

"Little girl? Who?" Before Jiang Chen could react, his vision went black, and he was kicked out of the dream.

In the real world, inside the sleep pod. Jiang Chen opened his eyes abruptly. "Hoo..." He let out a long breath, feeling refreshed.

He picked up the star dream emperor pillow placed on his chest. At this moment, the pillow had undergone huge changes. The original starry blue had become deeper, a layer of faint purple-gold luster flowed on the surface, the touch felt more delicate, and it even carried a trace of gentle warmth.

【Ding! High-purity Mental Energy injection detected.】

【star dream emperor pillow upgrade successful!】

【Current Grade: Earth Rank Low Grade (can grow).】

【New function unlocked: Dual Dream Entry (Elementary).】

【Function description: The host can designate an object who has physical contact with them (requires mutual consent or the other party is unconscious) and pull them into the same dream instance to... ahem, Cultivate together.】

【Side effect: During the dream, both parties share 50% of their sensory perception. Please pay attention to privacy protection, host.】

"Dual Dream Entry?" Jiang Chen stared at this new function, his eyes wide. "Sensory sharing? Cultivate together?" Isn't this just... "Hehehe..." Jiang Chen let out an extremely lewd laugh.

Just then, he suddenly felt a gaze watching him. He turned his head abruptly. He saw Su Qingyue standing outside the glass window of the sleep pod, holding a notebook, staring curiously at the pillow in his hand. That look was as if she had seen some rare treasure.

"She is looking at the pillow?" Jiang Chen recalled the Empress's final words. "This girl... could it be that she wants to steal my pillow?"

He hurriedly tucked the pillow into his arms, looking at Su Qingyue vigilantly.

Outside the door, Su Qingyue couldn't help but roll her eyes at Jiang Chen's protective behavior.

"Is it that serious? It's just a pillow, right? Look at how nervous you are."

She scribbled on her notebook, muttering: "Strange... I clearly saw that pillow glowing just now... could it be that there is some mechanism hidden inside?"

As a straight-A student, she was full of curiosity about everything unknown. Especially this pillow that Jiang Chen cared so much about; her intuition told her that there must be a big secret inside.

"When there is a chance... I must borrow it to study." A glint of slyness flashed in Su Qingyue's eyes.

At this moment, Jiang Chen had no idea that he was already being targeted. He was immersed in the beautiful fantasy of "Dual Dream Entry," and was already thinking about who to invite to experience it first.

"Should I invite Iliya? Or Teacher Mu?" "Oh my, this is truly a happy problem."

However, he did not know that this so-called "happiness" would soon turn into a "social death" scene that he would never forget for the rest of his life.

The plane was flying steadily, with three hours left until the Imperial Capital. This amount of time was enough for many things to happen.