Fan Wubing had a dream.

Yet, he couldn't tell if it was truly a dream. It was so real, as if he were experiencing it firsthand, with sensations and emotions vividly pouring forth from his body and heart.

In his dream, he transformed into a giant figure, standing on the edge of the sky, with countless divine lights and immortal skills surging from all directions. He was bathed in an immeasurably grand will, holding supreme wishes, and resolutely embarked on an endless road.

The road stretched forward endlessly…

At a certain moment, he suddenly separated from this giant figure and became himself. The figure continued onward and, upon reaching a certain point, turned back.

He was able to see the true appearance of the giant figure—indescribable and unforgettable. The giant figure said to him, "By my name, thou shalt do my deeds."

With that said, he was startled awake from the grand dream.

Fan Wubing sat up abruptly, drenched in sweat, gasping for air. As his senses gradually revived, he detected the refreshing scent of early morning mingling with a woman's delicate fragrance.

"You're awake!" The Little Princess asked with concern, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Fan Wubing lay in Fu Manman's embrace. Judging by the posture, he must have slept on her lap throughout the night. Her youthful and sweet fragrance brought him to full wakefulness. He looked at her with clear eyes and asked, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine!" Fu Manman's eyes sparkled with a kind of light never seen before—perhaps a sign of rebirth. "How did you do it! I... I felt the fire poison within me suddenly vanished, and it won't return. That feeling of impending loss has disappeared too. Now, I have regained everything, it feels like, like..." Her emotions peaked, then suddenly calmed to a serene peace, "I've come back to life."

Seeing her happiness, Fan Wubing couldn't help but feel genuinely happy too, and he said with a smile, "That's good... that's good."

"And you? You suddenly passed out yesterday."

"It's nothing. Just overexertion, my physical strength couldn't keep up."

The Little Princess pursed her lips, her eyelids lowered and her voice gentle, "I always feel you've done so much for me."

Fan Wubing stood up, pulling her up with him, "Manman, don't feel indebted to me. Maybe you don't know yet, but when you stayed that one day at the Fan Family house during your childhood, it helped me greatly."

"That day..." Fu Manman recalled, "Are you talking about finding that hairpin for you?"

"Yes." Fan Wubing remembered something and took out the hairpin from the Qiankun Bag, "I'll give it to you again."

This hairpin, after having its powers absorbed by Fan Wubing, was now an ordinary hairpin. He had refined it painstakingly in his spare time. Though plain, it carried his unique aesthetic expression.

Crystalline tears shimmered in Fu Manman's eyes. Instead of taking it directly, she asked, "Do you know what it means to give a girl a hairpin?"

Fan Wubing said, "This hairpin has a special meaning to me. But it can only be given to you. As for what it means..." He didn't avoid the question, responding earnestly, "Consider it as my hope for this relationship."

"Hope?"

"I still have many things to do. And you, too, have many things to do. For us, at our age, it's a time to continually explore and experience new things."

"I understand."

Fu Manman was a reserved person, though she occasionally displayed a unique courage. Ultimately, she wasn't someone who directly expressed emotions and feelings. However, with this outcome, she was very satisfied... Because not long ago, she was facing a difficult fate, yet now, the boat has sailed past ten thousand mountains, and everything is moving in a better direction, isn't it?

Thinking this, she smiled.

It was her most beautiful and unforgettable smile.

Suddenly, a clear aura emanated from her, lifting her clothes and long hair, causing nearby flowers to ripple, while the serene pool water shimmered endlessly. Standing by her side, Fan Wubing felt that in this moment, she seemed to have grown, exuding a captivating allure.

She had broken through. Effortlessly, like flowing water.

From Fourth-Layer Golden Core, she climbed steadily.

Fifth Layer,

Seventh Layer,

Ninth Layer,

The threshold of the Nascent Soul realm didn't stop her for a moment. The unique advantage of her unintentional state reached its peak at this moment.

She didn't stop until reaching the Fourth-Layer Nascent Soul.

Fu Manman was so astonished she couldn't close her mouth. Fan Wubing, however, somewhat anticipated it and said with a smile, "It seems someone turned misfortune into fortune."

"Turned misfortune into fortune?"

"No need to explain, you'll understand in the future."

In Fan Wubing's perception, the Three-legged Golden Crow no longer existed independently from her; they had fully integrated. Previously, much of Fu Manman's cultivation progress was devoured by the Three-legged Golden Crow. Now that they've fully merged, her previously devoured cultivation power returned, allowing her to break through continuously to the Nascent Soul realm.

In other words, Fu Manman was supposed to be at the Nascent Soul realm.

This is the strength of her unintentional state—as long as she stays alive, there are no obstacles in cultivation, and truly, cultivating immortals is like drinking water. After all, not bound by the constraints of heaven and earth, she faces no limits in breakthrough stages; her cultivation naturally progresses.

"It feels like a dream." The Little Princess's face blushed.

"Come on, we should head back."

"Back to where?"

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