Chapter 1089: The Art of Dream Editing
The Century Forge Courtyard.
“Xiao Han and Little Bai are probably busy with something. It’s a pity I didn’t find them in the academy; they are most likely in their private instance realms.”
“No wonder Xiao Han hasn’t been here to discuss issues with me lately,” the Elder sighed.
To this, Mei Linde was at a loss for words. Since Xiao Han obtained the pass to that instance realm, she had found it quite rare to see the Elder, who occasionally appeared among the sea of flowers.
Of course, the Century Forge Courtyard is not only about the sea of flowers; this area is meant for receiving guests.
The Century Forge Courtyard is vast, with numerous other locations serving as private cultivation spots for the elders or laboratories, which are generally not open to the public. Even among the elders, they wouldn’t intrude on another witch’s space; they would just come to the sea of flowers by chance, considering any encounter a small surprise.
Recently, Mei Linde had been visiting the Century Forge Courtyard more frequently, mainly because the situation in the Main World was changing too rapidly.
Initially, she thought she had grasped the entire plan regarding the World-Destroying Staff and could counteract the other side. However, the enemy had already taken a step back, shifting from fear of d*ath to a desperate willingness to d*e.
The plan for the seed transfer executed secretly could not escape her notice. Yet, with extraordinary figures departing the world, the Main World would experience a vacancy in its limits, and many formidable beings from the Void were arriving.
This made her somewhat exhausted in response. Meanwhile, Beif: Ailanna seemed quite eager for this situation, as the Main World hadn’t been this lively for a long time.
She heard that a group of extraordinary witches had been in the Verdant Forest world where Xiao Yan’s life clone was located not long ago, and fortunately, they hadn’t caused any major incidents—only dealing with some inexplicably invading Void beasts.
Moreover, surprisingly, when Mei Linde carried that drop of primordial bloodline to find the wizard, the latter did not attempt to “consume it back” as she had expected.
This was not good news. When the other side showed no desires or needs, it meant they had already reached a substantial limit.
If she didn’t act decisively, the Main World would collapse into her hands.
“Mei, are you still worried about the situation in the Main World?”
Seeing Mei Linde’s worried expression, the Elder proactively mentioned the topic.
“Yes… The situation in the Main World is changing too fast. The ordinary topic has drained a lot of my sharpness, making it hard for me to be as decisive as before.”
“Since you are unable to do so, then let the witches who can handle it take over, right?
Ordinary is not mediocre; ordinary is the process for better self-awareness. There’s no need to force it. What happened to the ambition you once expressed to forge a path beyond the ordinary topic?” — The Elder did not provide a specific solution but rather touched upon Mei Linde’s issues.
“You already know your desired goal, and you’ve concluded that you are unable to achieve it. If you can’t think of how to act, it shows there’s something you haven’t let go of. Your ideals and practical topics are facing a fundamental conflict; this is both an opportunity and a root of calamity.
“The Elder still hasn’t given up on persuading me to evolve my own path from the ordinary topic?” Mei Linde smiled bitterly. She had heard this reasoning countless times, but without making her own choice or taking action, everything was void.
“So what is your choice?”
“I… Mei Linde’s expression fell into reminiscence.
Two choices: one is to insist on forging her own path.
The other choice is to learn to let go, no matter who completes it. As long as the final result aligns with her wishes, then it is her victory.
This isn’t merely a choice between persistence and avoidance but a divergence between self and altruistic thinking. She recalled why she had become an academy head in the first place; she wanted to go further along the ordinary path, and her actions that aligned with the ordinary topic were…
To establish the Witch Academy within the Void.
So she chose the most challenging option.
The reason she wavered at this moment was that she discovered she wasn’t quite a good academy head.
The most painful thing for a person is to recognize their own incompetence at the moment of ambition, and extraordinary witches are no different.
However, at this moment, Mei Linde’s heart already held the answer: “From Xiao Lian’s perspective, she believes it has always been I guiding her to do something, but only I understand that amidst Xiao Lian’s repeated impossibilities, I have been led by her. I just don’t want to admit that my thousand years of accumulation and redemption could not compare to a little witch’s few years of growth… But I am also grateful to have witnessed her growth.”
The Elder listened to Mei Linde’s self-narration, quietly absorbing her words. When a witch realizes the problem, she is only one step away from its resolution.
“I should be happy. The Witch Academy in the Main World is like a seed I planted, and now it has grown into a grand tree. Xiao Lian’s existence is filled with numerous miracles and coincidences; however, one thing I cannot do is deny her existence.”
“Then I choose to let the stage be shared with Xiao Lian.”
“In that case… doesn’t your thought align with that of the Betraying Witch?” the Elder asked with a smile.
“I admit I lost to her in this aspect, but I am not the same as her.”
“Not the same? True, the methods of the Betraying Witch are not recognized by every witch. So what do you plan to do next?”
“I’ll wait for Xiao Han to finish her business and then ask her if she is willing to personally end this catastrophe that has dragged on for over a thousand years in the Main World.”
“Is it really that simple?”
“Yes, Xiao Han tires of tedious discussions.”
Mei Linde was quite confident about this; the trouble-averse little witch was a maverick, adept at solving problems and straightforward about what she should do.
After all, a stage is a stage, not just featuring a dazzling performance but also the unseen backstage, the cheering audience, and the clowns who cannot vent their fury in the dark corners.
…
In the Primordial Dream.
In the void of dreams, a beam of light shone in, different from reality, a light that went from birth to dispersal with rigorously analyzed reasoning.
And in a dream, only one anchor of understanding was needed for the light.
With the light, there was illumination.
In the Primordial Dream, a group of Fool Dreams arrived, marking the birth of the first wave of life concepts within the void.
Dreams are not places meant for understanding; from the shallow dreams of sleeping to the vast Primordial Dream, or even diving into the deep layers of the void dreams, everything about dreams is disorderly.
Its disorder resembles the unfathomable ocean currents beneath the deep sea, unpredictable; once felt, it becomes uncontrollable.
Everything has a process that progresses from shallow to deep. I have not forgotten what I wish to do, building a basic structure in the shallow dream, then finding it unnecessary after accessing the deep Primordial Dream, and improving upon this foundation.
The clumsiest methods can be the most effective means.
Sister Bai and I continuously tried and made mistakes. Even the Fool Dreams of the Four Little Ones became carriers for my research on Dream Transformation powers.
Though it might seem like trying to experiment with dream alteration, but the original text is cut off here.
It is more of an epiphany, just like the initial Fireball Spell; it is both a spell that can be used and derived, as well as an insight, allowing more categories of spells to be created in such a structure.
Thus, Dream Transformation is not the limit of the healing bloodline.
Just as the Fireball Spell is not the entirety of the spell system.
On this basis, I added an entirely new ability to the healing bloodline power.
Beautiful Dream Spell.
It has no offensive effect; it can guide a person to sleep and, through itself, connect with the subconscious, creating a wonderful beautiful dream for the caster.
To create this “useless” healing bloodline ability, my sister and I reconstructed the Soul Essence into the Dream Transformation’s “Dream Field Order.”
Then we continued to refine the techniques to manipulate and control the dream order derived from Dream Transformation, ultimately combined with the “Dream Editing Technique Framework version” to create the Beautiful Dream Spell and integrated it with the Primordial Great Healing Dream Transformation, turning this ability into a talent of the healing dream.
The feeling is akin to painstakingly crafting a kitchen from scratch, assembling various necessary tools like knives, plates, pots, and rolling pins.
Finally, all this effort just to make a Stargazing Pie.
Is there meaning in this?
It seems not when only looking at the finished product.
But on another level, organizing these “tools” is itself the embryonic form of a kitchen; while it is still lacking many other utensils, that’s fine, I will come back to it slowly.
With a kitchen, it means I can make anything! Including the Stargazing Pie.
Similarly, the more techniques I master, the more abilities I can create!
The “Dream Editing Technique Framework version” is like this kitchen; although it is not yet fully refined, it can already achieve what we expect.
Likewise, its most fundamental ability can also create… spellbooks. However, spellbooks have no meaning in the Primordial Dream, but the Great Spellbook centered around Extraordinary Knowledge holds significance.
After perfecting the “Beautiful Dream Spell Fool Dream Bloodline Ability,” I promptly conducted a dream transformation reconstruction of my Great Knowledge Tree.
It is like recreating a Great Spellbook.
In my Soul Dream, while my Great Knowledge Tree still looks like just a tree, it possesses both the dual essence of reality projection and dream projection!
The concept of technique measures its indicators by whether it can be done or not, not by whether it is meaningful or not.
This is the reflection that emerged from my practical experience during this period.
However, the only regret is that… this technique still relies on the power of Fool Dreams.
That is, the power of the sacred object Extraordinary Knowledge and the derived techniques.
It cannot be spread or used by anyone besides me and… those who have learned Fool Dreams may be able to use it.
Other Extraordinary Knowledge can also do similar yet different things in the Primordial Dream but cannot replicate what I have done.
Because… Fool Dreams are concepts born for dreams.
Back to reality.
After slightly sensing the real environment, I quickly adapted.
The Four Little Fool Dreams emerged from the Primordial Dream, feeling no discomfort; it was as if they returned from a day of fun at an amusement park, somewhat reluctant to leave.
After changing back from their Fool Dream forms to their original appearances, I made my way to where Sister Bai was lying.
“Sister Bai, how are you? You should feel okay, right?” I half-squatted beside Sister Bai, reaching out to smooth a few strands of hair that fell on her face.
Sister Bai slowly opened her eyes, her Soul Essence gradually reconciling with her body.
“Mm… I’m fine.”
Sister Bai sat up with her hair flowing over her forehead, her posture reminiscent of someone who had just stood up, needing some time to ease the stiffness in her body.
I offered my help to soothe Sister Bai’s soul; in this regard, I am absolutely skilled!
“Glad to hear that! I must also thank Sister Bai! You’ve accompanied me in wasting so much time.”
“Accompanying you isn’t wasting time.” Sister Bai stood up next to the wooden bed and then turned to me: “Xiao Han, you probably won’t need me for your upcoming experiments, right?”
“Hmm? Why do you say that… Does Sister Bai have her own things to do?”
“Not really, just curious. During this time together, I’ve felt like I can’t keep up with your pace anymore.” Sister Bai took a deep breath, then exhaled, continuing, “If I stay with you, all I can do is cheer you on; I can’t help in any other way.”
Hearing Sister Bai’s words, I instinctively wanted to respond that I care, I feel Sister Bai has helped me.
But ultimately, all those words got caught in my throat. The feeling is mutual; I have my thoughts, and Sister Bai has her own feelings. It’s not about who listens to whom but rather a need for mutual understanding.
“Well then… let’s try out some things where Sister Bai can help!”
“There’s no need for you to force yourself to change your rhythm for me.”
“Sister Bai… I’ve already moved past the stage where those constraints limit my actions.
For me, many experiments are just a last step away, and even the ascension to extraordinary is within reach. Aside from the Void Life Experiment, nothing is pressuring me to keep advancing. I have the freedom to refuse anything I don’t want to do at the moment; it’s like the process of elimination, leaving only what I hope to do.”
“Letting go of considering others and embracing the instinct and desires of the moment, Sister Bai… are you sure you want to refuse to experiment with me?”
