After witnessing Yunzhan's jump off the cliff, Xingwan was suddenly pushed out of her dream by an inexplicable force. She was caught off guard and thrown out roughly.

"Oh, my aching back..."

Starlight, ruthlessly flung from the dreamless realm by an emotionless nightmare, lay on the ground wincing as she rubbed her sore waist.

I was just wondering why I had suddenly been pulled out of my dream, when I looked up and met a pair of emotionless eyes. It turned out that the original owner of this body had woken up.

Wu Yang had already risen and was seated cross-legged before the couch, quietly watching Xing Wan. His eyes were sharp, his bearing imposing, and one couldn't help but feel a sense of awe in his presence.

"No ripples, hehehe... You're still not asleep!"

"Just awake!"

"Uh... that... you continue... continue, I won't disturb you."

After finishing her words, Xing Wan immediately wanted to get up and leave.

"Why are you here so late without an explanation?"

"Hee hee!" Xing Wanqian laughed twice, taking a dust cloth and wiping the floor of the secret room. "It's nothing, I...I just saw that the floor of this secret room was a bit dirty..."

Mu Yang no longer spoke, just stared intently at Xing Wan with a solemn expression.

Xingwan quickly fell behind, muttering in a low voice, “I just want to know more about you!”

"Then how much did you learn about me in my dreams?"

Xing Wan raised her eyes in doubt, "How do you know?"

Wu Yang's face was impassive. "What do you think?"

"Ah! I get it now!" Xing Wan suddenly realized, her smile becoming even sweeter than before. "It's copying the book, you really are gifted!"

"Haven't you been tired of putting on a smile all night?"

"

A little bit.

Since Wu Yang had already seen through himself, Xing Wan instantly withdrew her ingratiating smile and rubbed her aching cheeks.

Since you've already seen it, is there anything you want to ask?

Xingwan organized her thoughts and asked, "The Sea of Unforeseen is such a dangerous place, even immortals would surely die if they jumped in. How did you, a mortal, escape?"

"Wu Yang lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment before replying, “It wasn't me who fell into the sea at the time. After jumping down, I was caught by a tree at the bottom of the cliff. I took advantage of this to break the rocks beside the tree, and that's how I managed to escape.”

But...

Xingwan listened to his explanation, which was both reasonable and unreasonable. She always felt something wasn't quite right.

"What you just saw was merely a figment of my imagination, born out of fear."

Before Xing Wan could untangle her thoughts, she was interrupted by Wu Yang's bland words.

"Then do you want revenge? Your older brother is such a scoundrel, he made you suffer so much. If you want revenge, I have plenty of ways to deal with him!"

Knowing the truth, Xing Wan also stopped trying to analyze anything else. All she wanted was to help her little brother avenge his revenge.

"The identity of a prince is nothing to me anymore. Those hardships were merely a trial by fire. If, after such trials, all that remains in my heart is hatred, then the meaning of those trials is lost."

"Your words... are awfully familiar!"

This is exactly what Xing Wan's master, her senior brothers and sisters have been telling her day in and day out. She admired him greatly, giving him a thumbs up and praising Wu Yang: "You have such a big heart! It would be a shame not to cultivate with such talent!"

Wu Yang shook her head slightly, a knowing smile playing on her lips.

Then, how should I address you in the future? Should I call you Wuyang or Bai Li Yunzhan?

Whatever you want.

Xīngwǎn mused for a moment, then smiled and said, "I still prefer to call you Wúyàng!"

"Good!"

When he heard this answer, a hint of a smile appeared in Wuyang's eyes.

After a long day, Xing Wan returned to her room and fell asleep immediately. Although she always felt that Wu Yang's words were off somehow, she was too lazy to analyze those incomprehensible details, let alone ponder those profound and tedious truths. After all, in this lifetime, she only wanted to enjoy herself and didn't want to cultivate or experience hardship.

Life is rarely smooth sailing, even for immortals. The more you try to avoid trials and tribulations, the faster they will come your way.

At dawn, Xing Wan was having a fierce dream fight with the old scoundrel when a cold and angry voice rang out.

"Shen Xingwan? Look at what time it is now?"

Starry Night was half asleep when she heard someone roaring, cursing, "You old lecher...dare to make noise again, or I'll cripple you...you..."

"Shen Xingwan!"

The roar rose again, fiercer than before.

"You dare to insult your fellow disciples, you are the adulterer! Your whole family are adulterers! You wait for me! Once I report to Master, I will surely punish you severely!!"

"Master?"

Xing Wan, who was fast asleep, was suddenly awakened and sat up straight.

She frantically searched for the source of the voice, discovering that the roar was coming from the conch shell she wore—the one used for communication. The roarer was none other than her second senior brother, Bo An.

Star Evening's second senior brother was a true devotee of self-discipline. His hours for rising and retiring, for cultivation, for meditation and sitting in stillness, were all the same every day for millennia, not differing by even a fraction. The arrangement of items in his room was also meticulous and unchanging for all time.

Of all the people in the entire Jiuxiao Palace, Bo An disliked Xing Wan the most. He couldn't stand her messy and unrestrained behavior; every time he saw her, he felt an uncontrollable urge to correct her every move. Xing Wan thought this man was a little eccentric.

But at this moment, she couldn't care less about calming Bo An down. She hurriedly got up and rushed back to her sect.

She didn't choose to enter through the front door, but instead tiptoed in through the back door of Jiuxiao Hall, hoping to sneak unnoticed into the Qi cultivation team.

"Evening star! Come quickly to the Disciplinary Hall!"

Hardly a few steps had he taken when a low, sullen voice echoed from the void, its tone laced with a hint of displeasure.

"Yes!"

Xing Wan's expression at this moment could only be described as "desolate and hopeless," because the one who gave the order was her own master, the revered North Star God.

The Punishment Hall, as its name suggests, is where disciples who have broken the monastic rules are punished. It can also be called the execution ground.

"What's been exposed this time?"

Xing Wan walked towards the Punishment Hall with trepidation.

Beichen once set a rule: when judging disciples who had made mistakes, other disciples must also be present to listen. This was meant to serve as a warning and a lesson for everyone.

So, inside the Punishment Hall, Xing Wan's senior brothers and sisters had already been waiting there with their master Beichen for a long time.

Starlight slowly and reluctantly entered the council chamber's doors.

In the front of the hall, on an ancient and elegant sandalwood chair sat Beichen. He was sitting solemnly, staring at himself with a serious expression.

Xing Wan was practically a regular at the Punishment Hall. As soon as she entered, she went straight to Bei Chen and knelt down respectfully, clasping her hands on the ground in a deep bow.

"Greetings, Master."

This level of kneeling proficiency made the senior brothers and sisters watching unable to help but smile.

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