Chapter 49
Chapter 49
Inside an office in the teaching building of Mingjiang No. 7 Special School…
“The west wind ages Dongting’s waves; in one night, Lord Xiang’s hair turns white. Drunk, I know not the sky lies in the water; a boatful of lucid dreams weighs down the River of Stars.”
After reciting the new poem, Meng Mo’s face shone with excitement and longing.
“Sir, this poem is incredible! The poet can actually use his dreams to crush a river of stars. His dreams must have been amazing!”
Li Que smiled.
“This technique combines the imaginary with the real. The dream is imaginary, while the River of Stars is real. Bringing them together creates an extraordinary image.”
He was extremely pleased with Meng Mo.
After receiving the black Dreamcatcher in class, Meng Mo had actually asked to learn more poems about dreams.
That was completely unprecedented!
Once the other students left, Li Que kept him behind in the office and taught him several poems.
Meng Mo remained attentive throughout. After Li Que finished explaining each one, he even memorized them on his own.
Li Que felt both moved and gratified. Every student truly was an uncut gem. Find the right approach, and they would begin to shine.
“Sir, I’ll write it from memory two more times!”
Meng Mo was still brimming with energy. He sat down, placed the Dreamcatcher Li Que had given him on the desk, and began writing. As he worked, he glanced up at it every so often.
Li Que smiled.
“Teacher Li.”
Someone knocked outside. Leng Qingyan stood in the doorway, something clearly weighing upon her mind.
“Do you have a moment?”
She had just received word from Xu Changjiang and learned about the current situation in Mingjiang City. Overcome with worry, she had hurried to find Li Que.
“Of course.”
Li Que turned toward Meng Mo. “Focus on writing. I’ll check your work when I return.”
He stepped outside. “Vice Principal Leng, did something happen?”
“Yes. There may be some trouble involving the school… Let’s talk in my office.”
…
After Li Que left, the ceiling light in his office flickered several times.
Meng Mo looked up from his writing and glanced outside in confusion. Then irritation crossed his face.
“You pest. How did you find me at school?”
“It’s bad enough that you came. How dare you act recklessly here and embarrass me?”
He seemed genuinely angry. After thinking for a moment, he muttered,
“Hmph. You’ve always wanted me to inherit that worthless divine authority… This time, I’ll show you something truly good.”
He gently picked up the black Dreamcatcher.
The next moment, the door burst open. Qin Shiyu staggered inside.
“Meng Mo… Where’s Teacher Li?” she asked urgently.
“Vice Principal Leng needed him for something. He went out,” Meng Mo replied.
“Leave this place, quickly…”
Qin Shiyu warned him, then turned to find Li Que. In the next instant, however, a strange shadow reached the doorway.
Her face changed drastically, and she backed away instinctively.
The shadow seeped into the room. The ceiling light flickered even more violently as a figure slowly emerged from within the darkness.
He was a middle-aged man wearing a cloak woven from gray feathers.
“Nightmare…”
Qin Shiyu bit the tip of her tongue and desperately tried to activate her Sovereign Seal. Yet it felt as though the seal no longer existed!
“There is no point struggling. Once you enter my dream, everything you do is futile,” the man said calmly.
But his gaze moved past Qin Shiyu. A faint smile appeared on his face.
“So this is where you’ve been hiding.”
“It’s time to come home with me. Once I’ve finished my business here, I can have Zhou Wenshen, Hall Master of the Hall of Anomalies, grant you divine investiture and make you a god.”
Qin Shiyu started and spun around to stare at Meng Mo.
Meng Mo was undergoing a bizarre transformation. His eyes turned pitch-black and hollow, while his body seemed ready to dissolve into shadow.
“He really is the Dream Demon?!”
Qin Shiyu murmured in shock.
When she left the Hall of Anomalies, she had received another mission in addition to helping Frost obtain the Water God’s Authority.
She was to locate the S-plus-class anomaly known as the Dream Demon!
According to what she knew, the Dream Demon was the offspring of the SS-class Nightmare.
Because Nightmare had always cooperated with the Hall of Anomalies, the Hall took the matter very seriously.
When Qin Shiyu first met Meng Mo at Mingjiang No. 7 Special School, she had vaguely sensed his ability but could not be certain.
Now Meng Mo had finally revealed his true anomalous form.
“Become a god? I’m not going back.”
Meng Mo curled his lip. “I’m perfectly happy studying here. Stop bothering me and get lost!”
Shadows flowed soundlessly around him, creeping toward Nightmare.
Nightmare did not grow angry. He merely smiled.
“You completely controlled Qin Zhenye’s Night Ghost and kept him trapped inside a dream. It seems your control over dreams has not deteriorated.”
“But until you become a god and obtain SS-class power, you are not qualified to resist me.”
He stepped forward and planted one foot on the shadow seeping toward him.
“AAAH!”
Meng Mo screamed in pain and struggled to escape, but Nightmare closed the distance and seized him.
“Old bastard! If you’ve got the guts, take off that Dreamwraith Feather Robe!” Meng Mo snarled.
Nightmare smiled.
“Since you understand the power of my Dreamwraith Feather Robe, why resist? This robe was prepared for you in the first place.”
“You want to send me into that damned place. I’m not going!” Meng Mo snapped.
Nightmare shook his head.
“You don’t understand. Your birth is connected to that place. Years ago, I obtained a feather that drifted out from within it. I had a dream, and you were born… You came from there in the first place!”
“You are nothing more than a dream, yet you want to escape and become human?”
“Hopelessly stubborn!”
The central gray-black feather in his Dreamwraith Feather Robe began to glow faintly.
Meng Mo released a piercing scream. His human form began collapsing into a puddle of shadow.
“Meng Mo!”
Qin Shiyu was horrified. She tried to rush forward and save him, but a powerful force seemed to drag her away.
In the next instant, Meng Mo’s body exploded!
Boom!
Nightmare froze. A moment later, he gagged.
Meng Mo’s body had transformed into an enormous mass of shit!
It had splattered all over Nightmare. Even the Dreamwraith Feather Robe was coated in it, while a thick layer plastered his face!
How was this possible? How could the Dream Demon turn into shit?
“A dream?!”
Nightmare’s expression changed violently. He spun toward Qin Shiyu, who was flying out of the office, and stared at her in disbelief.
“You can pull me into a dream?!”
His voice was full of horror.
He had believed that he drew Qin Shiyu and Meng Mo into his dream. He had never imagined that this was Meng Mo’s dream!
From the dark shadows behind Qin Shiyu came a boy’s delighted laughter.
“Old bastard, enjoy the dream I prepared for you!”
Qin Shiyu vanished instantly.
Nightmare looked around. The desks and chairs in the office abruptly disappeared, while the ceiling light turned pitch-black.
Foul odors surrounded him. A viscous liquid appeared at his side and began to engulf him, its texture unspeakably disgusting.
“You little brat! You threw me into a toilet?!”
Nightmare’s face turned green.
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