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Chapter 93: The Dream Realm Ferryman Who Guides Memories

Night.

An unusually large moon hung at the horizon’s edge, its reflection shimmering and twisting in the waves below.

The Divine Boat glided over the inverted image, drifting away with the ocean currents and waves.

A stream of starlight flowed across the night sky, and a beautiful figure in a splendid golden robe appeared on the sea.

The Dream Spirit gazed at the Divine Boat, her eyes revealing a joyful expression.

She walked across the water’s surface, caressing the hull of the silver sailboat.

It was as if she were stroking the hair of a long-lost child finally returned home.

“At last, I’ve found you!”

“So this is where you’ve been.”
Another sleeping life on the Divine Boat suddenly awoke, sensing the Dream Spirit’s presence and her great power.

Though the spirit had lost God’s dreams, she remained a being far beyond the capabilities of ordinary power wielders.

The awakened being was startled and tried to hide in panic, but the small Divine Boat could not completely conceal its presence.

The spirit saw a Sun Cup that had awakened to wisdom on the Divine Boat, which also amazed her.

The Dream Spirit curiously asked it: “What are you?”

“You’re not a Dream Spirit.”

Although Dream Spirits were born from the Sun Cup, more importantly, they came from Polo’s mythical blood.

The being before her was not a Dream Spirit, but a plant that had gained consciousness by stealing the wise blood of Redlichia. Its power and bloodline came from the power of wisdom.

The consciousness within the Sun Cup trembled, like a child who had made a mistake standing before the Dream Spirit.

The spirit could sense its inner thoughts, what it was thinking.

“Your name is Laishi?”

“No, it’s Weisen?”

“That’s not right either.”

“Have you forgotten your name? Or have you received memories that don’t belong to you?”

On the quiet sea and the ancient sailboat, in the vast emptiness, a single voice spoke, yet it was a conversation between two fantastical life forms.

The Dream Spirit confirmed: “You are a being between person and flower. You’re not a spirit, but you’re not a Trilobite Man either.”

“You have the body of a spirit, but the bloodline of Redlichia.”

The flower cup of the Sun Flower swayed, as if nodding.

A corner of the spirit’s golden robe rose, touching the flower cup of the Sun Flower.

Dream starlight rose, a powerful force enveloping the spirit and the Sun Cup. The spirit’s bright golden, smooth long hair danced in the air.

Her slightly closed eyes opened, suddenly revealing a hint of sadness in her gaze.

The spirit looked at this newborn life and said: “You’re having a nightmare. Your dream is filled only with darkness and pain.”

“You were originally sleeping in Lord Polo and the Star Queen’s garden, but were forcibly planted into the body of a prince named Weishi Hosen. You’ve inherited his nightmares and despair.”

The flower cup of the Sun Cup fully bloomed, as if crying out in pain.

The Dream Spirit comforted it, telling it not to be afraid.

“I can lend you my dream egg, to contain your nightmares inside it.”

“This way, you won’t be afraid or in pain anymore. You can escape from the despair of your nightmares.”

“But remember, my dream egg is very important. I was keeping it for a crucial purpose.”

“After I give it to you, you must do something for me in return.”

The Sun Flower cup nodded, agreeing to the spirit’s condition.

The spirit smiled, her chest glowing with light.

The dream egg emerged from within her body, as if she were taking her own heart out.

Dream Spirit Hila’s dream fragments had merged with the dream world, leaving only the shell of her dream egg, which no longer served a purpose for her.

She had originally planned to use the dream egg on the Divine Boat, but now she had a better idea.

She cradled the dream egg and placed it within the flower cup of the Sun Flower.

“Nightmares and despair, be gone! Turn into dream bubbles, forever bound within this dreamlike shell!”

The being between person and flower, having received the spirit’s dream egg, began to release the nightmares and fears hidden deep within its heart. These dark emotions were swiftly absorbed into the dream egg.

The golden body of the Sun Cup gradually dimmed.

At the bow of the Divine Boat bloomed a dark golden flower, its cup holding the dream egg that contained a black dream, but within the black dream there was light.

It felt as if a magical guiding lamp had been placed at the bow of the boat.

Dream bubbles extended from the lamplight, enveloping the Divine Boat, just as Dream Spirit Hila’s dreams once surrounded the temple.

Its power was second-stage wisdom ability, originating from Redlichia, but now with the mental power merged into the dream egg, consciousness materialized as a black shadow, standing on the Divine Boat wrapped in dream bubbles, beneath the flower cup lamp.

This was the consciousness projection divine technique, a change that occurred by attaching to the dream egg.

With mental power and dreams combined, it could use mental power to propel the Divine Boat forward, and also use the spirit’s dream egg to traverse and jump within the dream world.

Bound within the shell, its previously painful wails and nowhere-to-hide fears instantly dissipated.

The black shadow looked at Dream Spirit Hila, speaking in a halting, unfamiliar voice.

“Th… thank…”

“Thank… you.”

The Dream Spirit smiled and said: “We made a promise, didn’t we?”

The spirit waved her hand, and the gates of the dream world opened.

“Divine Boat that travels between dreams and Dream Realm Ferryman who guides memories!”

“I hope that from now on, you can take my place, traversing between dreams, guiding all memories returning to the dream starry sea.”

Under the night sky over the sea, the spirit’s ethereal chant echoed farther and farther.

“Life has not dissipated. Their memories and past experiences will all transform into stars, forever accompanying God.”

Beneath the guiding lamp, the black shadow controlled the Divine Boat, now wrapped in dream bubbles, as it passed through the gate and entered the dream world.

The sailboat voyaged between the dream moon and the dream starry sea.

On board was a strange ferryman, its appearance indiscernible to the naked eye, only a blurry black shadow visible under the guiding lamp.

The silver boat, enveloped in dim, murky bubbles, rotated following the dream moon and starry sea.

It didn’t know how long this journey would last, only that this was its promise to the spirit.

Since it was a promise.

It must be kept forever.

Finally, it arrived at the center of the dream world.

That enormous dream fragment, beside the island where God resided.

A girl in a white gauzy dress stood barefoot at the edge of the island, looking towards it.

“Glug glug!”

Faced with such a powerful and terrifying being, this time it felt no fear or trepidation. Those negative emotions were all hidden within the nightmare.

It was unaware of the identity of the Mother of Life, Shelly, nor did it realize that she was merely making her habitual sound.

It thought she was asking who it was.

“Who am I?”

“I have no name.”

“I am just a ferryman who walks within dreams, guiding memories.”

It looked up at Shelly, inviting her to be its first passenger.

“Would you like to board? I can take you to the dream starry sea.”