System: I Can Open Martial Arts Chests

The girl clearly exhausted from today’s battle, was sleeping soundly.

Chu Qing chuckled, just about to withdraw from the Celestial Sound Transmission when he heard Wu Qianhuan’s voice in his ear:

"Don’t... stop it... we’re not married yet... Oh, it tickles, you naughty!, you’re terrible!"

"..."

Chu Qing blinked:

"Is she talking in her sleep?"

"Hahahaha."

A sudden burst of laughter hit Chu Qing’s ears as Wu Qianhuan said with utter arrogance:

"I’ve tied you up; now let’s see if you dare cause any more trouble."

"?"

Chu Qing felt a weird sensation, suspecting that he was somehow peeking into Wu Qianhuan’s dream.

It gave him a guilty feeling of invading someone else’s privacy.

But the words piqued his curiosity nonetheless...

"So, she tied me to a chair? But the question is, how could a mere chair hold me down? Hmm... never mind, it’s a dream, who needs logic.

"She thinks it can work, so it does."

Finding it amusing, he then heard Wu Qianhuan suddenly laugh wickedly:

"Try bullying me again, and see how I’ll deal with you... Hmm, not bad, the muscles are pretty solid...

"Begging for mercy is useless!

"Unless you say, Lady Wu, I was wrong!

"Hmph, apologies won’t work! Today, I must teach you a lesson!

"Hmm? Who dares eavesdrop outside?

"Come in at once!"

Chu Qing, feeling quite parched while listening, was amazed at the intensity of Wu Qianhuan’s dream, when she suddenly shouted sternly.

Startled, Chu Qing feared Wu Qianhuan had awakened and caught him in the act.

Yet thinking it over, he hadn’t spoken a word, so even if she awoke, she couldn’t possibly suspect anything.

And sure enough, Wu Qianhuan exclaimed in surprise:

"Oh, it’s you, Little Tenderness.

"Are you here to watch us sleep?

"I’m really worried for you... How will you manage, not even knowing these things, you’ll get deceived in the future.

"Don’t be so confident, you must realize, you’re very naive!

"Here’s the deal, I’ll make a small sacrifice and demonstrate with Chu Qing what sleeping is all about!"

Chu Qing hurriedly cut off the Celestial Sound Transmission, feeling that if he continued eavesdropping on this dream, he’d be too embarrassed to face Wu Qianhuan tomorrow.

Always seeming so proper, how come her dream was so wild?

And offering to teach Tenderness? What am I then... the curriculum?

"How generous!"

Chu Qing muttered to himself, finding it rather odd.

Nobody ever said Celestial Sound Transmission could do this...

After all, spying on someone’s dream like this seems bizarre.

It felt as if he had opened the door to another’s spiritual world, revealing all the hidden secrets before him.

However, upon some reflection, he found it somewhat reasonable.

Celestial Sound Transmission is fundamentally a mental dialogue.

Connecting with Wu Qianhuan via Celestial Sound Transmission, while she was sound asleep and dreaming.

As such, what she muttered in her dreams was mental dialogue, too.

He couldn’t see her dream’s specific content, but he could discern the dream’s nature from Wu Qianhuan’s words.

In essence, it could be seen as Wu Qianhuan’s soliloquy, making eavesdropping on the dream an indirect act.

After all, he was learning about her dream through Wu Qianhuan’s words, which isn’t the same as directly witnessing her dream.

"But in doing so, can I possibly use Celestial Sound Transmission to eavesdrop on the dreams of those deeply asleep through their spoken words?

"Although this... does seem a bit unethical."

Chu Qing pondered with excitement stirring in his heart.

The reach of Celestial Sound Transmission is defined by inner strength, Clear Spring Silk can touch anyone within its scope.

With Chu Qing’s current cultivation level, covering the entire Celestial Sound Mansion is no problem.

In other words, within this entire Celestial Sound Mansion, whether awake or asleep, Chu Qing can converse with them.

Those sleeping are particularly defenseless.

He made a brief attempt and aimed the Celestial Sound Transmission at another room, at Little Tenderness.

This time, however, he waited for a long while without hearing anything.

Chu Qing was considering that perhaps Little Tenderness wasn’t dreaming when a slightly muffled voice reached his ear:

"Been flying for so long... let’s descend the clouds for a rest."

"Good heavens!"

Chu Qing nearly burst out laughing:

"The little girl is cloud-surfing in her dream?"

"Brother San, it’s so beautiful here."

Little Tenderness’s voice came into his ear again, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of Chu Qing’s mouth; even her dream voice was so calm and composed.

So sparse with emotions, even her dreams were as tranquil as still water.

Savoring admiration in his heart, he heard Little Tenderness say:

"Let’s sleep now."

"..."

Chu Qing fell silent, cutting off the Celestial Sound Transmission.

He really didn’t know what to say...

Ever since Wu Qianhuan had imparted some ’forbidden knowledge’ to Little Tenderness, one’s little mind had turned strange.

What is it with these two girls’ obsession with sleep?

Last time in Little Cold Valley, Little Tenderness caught him off guard with a sudden question.

And now, even dreams are filled with sleep themes... Seems this mental pollution has greatly affected Little Tenderness.

However, Chu Qing believed this wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.

Little Tenderness is naturally emotionless, and desire is one expression of the seven passions and six desires; her persistence in the sleep puzzle within her dreams could be seen as an early sprout of awakening.

But depending on this sprout to save Little Tenderness’s life is uncertain.

They must find the Buddha Prince’s Buddha Country soon to get the Earth Scroll of the Unchanging Celestial Book.

Yet, at the moment, Chu Qing feels he hasn’t had his fill yet...

No, to be precise, there are still parts of the Celestial Sound Transmission technique he hasn’t fully explored.

He began to gradually extend his reach, attempting to connect with one sleeper after another.

Gradually, he found that connecting with some people’s spirits wasn’t so easy, as if there was a door needing to be opened to get in and hear their mental language.

But others were quite simple...

With no defenses whatsoever, he could slip in with ease.

Chu Qing hadn’t tried awakening someone within a dream, understanding well that the spiritual world is vast and mysterious, and Celestial Sound Transmission isn’t infallible.

Suddenly speaking could scare someone into madness; that would be disastrous.

He resolved that, apart from tonight, he should never use this method to pry into others.

After all, a dream is an individual’s absolute privacy.

Such peeping isn’t suitable.

Just as he was thinking this, Chu Qing suddenly frowned slightly.

Applying the Celestial Sound Transmission technique, Chu Qing brought the entire Celestial Sound Mansion under his control.

Intending to test the method, he unexpectedly gained a surprising result!

He slowly opened his eyes once more, glanced again at the treasure chests in the system, and took a deep breath:

"Wait for me, I’ll be back soon."

With a thought, and a swift pivot of his footsteps, he disappeared from the room.

Only a whirling wind remained, eventually dissipating.

Under the night sky, a figure was weaving through the courtyard, clad in the attire of a Celestial Sound Mansion disciple, stride steady, expression calm.

Pausing slightly as he walked, he glanced toward a rather secluded small courtyard.

Two Celestial Sound Mansion disciples stood guard, one on either side of the entrance; he was about to move forward when a hand unexpectedly appeared on his shoulder.

An inner turmoil swept through him, eyes widening in shock as his inner breath surged instinctively, yet he forcefully suppressed it.

He believed he hadn’t left any traces that could expose him; he shouldn’t have been found out.

Perhaps it’s for another reason?

Until his back was against the wall, he looked up at the person in front of him, dumbfounded.

It was the one who claimed to be the third son, Han San!

How is he here?

Coincidence... or is he targeting me specifically?

Confusion swirled in his heart, but his face remained unchanged, bowing as he spoke:

"Greetings, sir."

Yet Chu Qing laughed, arms crossed as he regarded him:

"You weren’t nearly this polite the last time we met... Ning Wufang, Mr. Ning."

So it wasn’t a coincidence, he was targeting me specifically!