Chapter 94: So It Was a Wet Dream

A flash of unnatural expression crossed Xiu’s face, but he quickly calmed down, feigning annoyance: “Why would I keep things from you? Did you believe Alice’s instigation?”

As he spoke, the tail Xiu had hidden behind him swayed guiltily.

He hadn’t put it into action yet; even if Alice said it, Wen Chu couldn’t find evidence.

Hiding the contemplation in his eyes, Wen Chu said aggrievedly, “I didn’t, I was just asking casually. Why are you so fierce?”

Fierce?

Xiu recalled his tone just now. It seemed he was a little fierce. His tail wagged even more vigorously.

“Sorry.” He softened his voice. “I didn’t mean to be fierce to you.”

His transparent blue eyes looked straight at Wen Chu. The giant dragon, terrifying in the eyes of outsiders, now revealed a gentle expression before Wen Chu.

“I haven’t lied to you about anything,” Xiu promised solemnly.

Wen Chu’s eyes curved into a smile. “Mm, I believe you.”

Seeing that Wen Chu had no intention of pursuing the matter further, Xiu breathed a sigh of relief and went to deal with the rabbit he had hunted.

With the tableware provided by the warm-hearted elves, the quality of lunch was instantly raised to a higher level. Wen Chu gnawed on the rabbit ribs that tasted exceptionally familiar, lowering his eyes to ponder Xiu’s words.

It was so strange. He had clearly asked if Xiu was keeping anything from him, so why did Xiu answer that he hadn’t lied to him?

Was wanting to keep him in captivity so embarrassing to say out loud? Or was Xiu actually hiding something else?

——What could it be?

Wen Chu narrowed his eyes.

He really wanted to get to the bottom of it, but obviously, given Xiu’s nervousness just now, even if he pressed, he would be fobbed off by the other party.

Why not try entering his dream again?

He would just watch from the sidelines and not appear suddenly. That way, Xiu shouldn’t suspect that he had tampered with the dream, right?

The meat on the roasted rabbit ribs was already finished, but Wen Chu was still thinking, completely failing to notice as he continued to gnaw on the bare bone while lost in thought.

Thinking of entering dreams made him hesitate a little.

Xiu in this world cared for him a bit too quickly. Even in the Forging Duchy, he had done that kind of thing with him.

Of course, part of the reason was to soothe him, but Wen Chu actually suspected that his act of entering dreams had given Xiu some suggestion.

After all, he had a wet dream on the very first day they met.

Wen Chu couldn’t say whether such a suggestion was good or bad, but he was now a bit confused about exactly what kind of feelings Xiu had for him.

Was it love?

But Xiu always maintained a polite distance from him.

Or was it because he felt he was useful, so he cherished him?

This seemed more plausible.

Or was it purely a physical impulse?

Wen Chu rested his chin in his hand, almost crushing the poor bone in his hand.

“Idiot, switch to another piece when you’re done.”

Xiu’s voice sounded unexpectedly, snatching the bone from his hand and stuffing another piece of roasted rabbit rib into it.

Wen Chu snapped back to reality and met Xiu’s seemingly disdainful but actually doting gaze. “You can’t eat bones; you’re not a puppy.”

Wen Chu looked down at the rabbit rib in his hand and whispered, “I can be.”

Xiu flicked his forehead, resting his chin on his hand and looking at him with a hooked smile. “What do you mean you can be?”

Wen Chu said seriously, “If you like, then I’m a puppy.”

Xiu was speechless for a moment. Wen Chu thought he had said something wrong and looked up carefully.

He saw Mr. Evil Dragon’s bright red earlobes.

“Fool, no wonder you get bullied by demons.” Xiu turned his head away, feigning indifference, but the tail flicking back and forth on the ground behind him had already exposed his thoughts.

Wen Chu pursed his lips and smiled, continuing to nibble on the ribs in small bites.

After lunch, Wen Chu and Xiu simply tidied up the furniture.

Xiu not only brought back kitchenware but also a bed, a table, and two stools.

The table and stools were temporarily placed at the cave entrance, while the bed was placed by Xiu on top of the gem mountain.

The dragon, having recovered his composure, was very satisfied. “This way you can sleep on gems without being uncomfortable.”

Wen Chu looked up at the bed on the mountaintop with a complicated expression. “Then how do I get up there?”

Xiu didn’t speak but suddenly transformed into his dragon form.

The giant dragon grabbed Wen Chu with one claw, flapped its wings to carry him up the gem mountain, threw Wen Chu onto the bed, and transformed back into human form.

Xiu landed steadily beside the dizzy Wen Chu, taking it for granted. “Of course, I’ll fly you up.”

Wen Chu: …

So his sleeping freedom was completely in Xiu’s hands?

He didn’t really mind this matter; he just felt it was a bit troublesome for Xiu. He calmly said “Oh” and accepted the fact.

Xiu thought Wen Chu would argue a little, but seeing the other party really didn’t react, he began to feel uncertain instead.

Did he scare Wen Chu again?

That must be why Wen Chu agreed so readily.

It shouldn’t be; he wasn’t very fierce just now.

Xiu thought for a long time and finally gave up thinking. “Do you want a rabbit fur blanket? I’ll skin the rabbit, wash the pelt, and make you a new blanket.”

“Okay,” Wen Chu agreed cheerfully.

The temperature difference between day and night in the wasteland was huge. Last time, he wasn’t cold because he lay on Xiu’s belly and covered himself with a blanket.

Now that they were sleeping in a bed together, the thin little blanket he brought was obviously not enough.

Looking at it this way, the home lacked not only furniture but also various soft furnishings.

He couldn’t let Xiu sew everything by hand.

Wen Chu noted this down, planning to spend a good sum when he had the chance to go to the Forging Duchy or human cities in the future.

In the afternoon, having eaten and drunk their fill, and with simple furniture in the home, Wen Chu and Xiu sat together on the big bed atop the gem mountain. After thinking it over, he still asked, “Alice also said you’ve been relying on Moonbreath Grass to fall asleep. What’s that about?”

Xiu had already started frowning when he heard “Alice,” but he breathed a slight sigh of relief after hearing the second half of the sentence.

Fortunately, it wasn’t a difficult question to answer.

Xiu didn’t hide it and said directly, “My mental state was too poor before, and I couldn’t sleep. At first, I relied on dream-inducing potions, but later the potions didn’t work, so I could only rely on Moonbreath Grass to fall asleep.”

Murderous intent flashed in his beastly pupils.

“However, I indeed didn’t know the king had tampered with the Moonbreath Grass. Once I investigate whether what Alice said is true or false, I will naturally retaliate.”

Didn’t he like creating fakes? Then he would burn the capital’s treasury with dragonflame and see if the king could afford to fake it again.

Wen Chu rested his chin in his hand. “I don’t think she would lie. After all, she wants to cooperate with us.”

“But what exactly is the relationship between Alice and the elves? Why would she suddenly speak up for them?”

Xiu shook his head. “I don’t know. Maybe it’s her recent opportunity. Before today, I hadn’t heard of any connection between Alice and the elves either. We’ll know the situation when we go tomorrow.”

“—By the way, you agreed to help them restore the Tree of Life. Do you have enough lifespan?”

Wen Chu nodded. “Enough. As long as you keep dreaming, I’ll have lifespan.”

Hearing this, Xiu’s expression became more solemn. “Can’t you eat other people’s dreams?”

“I can, but I don’t want to,” Wen Chu said honestly. “What’s wrong?”

Xiu frowned tightly. “I have a premonition that if you continue eating like this, within a month, my nightmares might never return.”

Dragons were a race with extremely high magic and physical resistance. Xiu having nightmares was already unheard of in dragon history.

This was an effect only achieved with the addition of various debuffs.

Now with Wen Chu, and no longer taking contaminated Moonbreath Grass, it wouldn’t take long to get rid of such nightmares.

Wen Chu was also troubled. “Ah…”

He had to save up ninety-nine years of lifespan. With only a month, he couldn’t save enough at all.

Wen Chu finally understood why the system repeatedly emphasized for him to “save a little” and opened back doors for him again and again.

Xiu clenched his palms and said generously, “It doesn’t matter. If I can’t have nightmares, I’ll go catch others for you and make them dream for you to eat.”

Wen Chu: T^T

But eating other people’s dreams was also cheating.

Wen Chu didn’t allow Xiu to cheat, nor did he allow himself to cheat.

He pondered. “It’s okay. Once I accumulate a bit more magic power, I have other ways.”

As long as he became a level-two nightmare, he could create dreams.

Literally, “creating dreams” should be making something out of nothing. Even if Xiu couldn’t dream, he could drag Xiu into a dream.

Xiu didn’t ask in detail what Wen Chu’s method was. He lowered his head slightly, his expression somber as he began to think about elven potions.

It seemed there really wasn’t any potion that forced people to dream.

Going to the elves tomorrow certainly couldn’t be in vain. Regardless of the outcome, he had to order a round of potions before leaving.

It was easy to talk about, but catching people personally for Wen Chu to eat?

Xiu was afraid he wouldn’t be able to resist killing them the next second.

To avoid harming innocent people and be a good dragon, he should feed Wen Chu personally.

After this conversation, Wen Chu was also a bit dispirited.

He was really afraid he wouldn’t be able to complete the mission, and then he would either be forced to eat other people’s dreams or cause trouble for the system again.

How to choose, that was a question.

Wen Chu sighed as he looked at his experience bar, which had circled back to only 10%.

If only he could unlock the dream creation ability now. At least he would know what the skill was about and have some confidence.

Wait, experience bar?

Wen Chu suddenly looked up. 【Increasing my magic power through other means also counts as accumulating lifespan, right?】

System: 【Yes, I already said that when you ate the demonic beast meat.】

Wen Chu confirmed again: 【As long as I increase my own magic power?】

System: 【Correct.】

That’s great!

Wen Chu stood up from the bed excitedly. Because the ground was a mountain of gems, he lost his balance and sat back down with a “thud.”

Xiu was startled and reached out to support him. “What’s wrong?”

Wen Chu was excited. “Does the elf race have any potions that can quickly increase magic power? I thought of a good idea.”

“Yes.” Xiu thought for a moment and said, “Magic potions have the effect you mentioned. If you need them, I’ll take you to buy them tomorrow.”

“Great.” Wen Chu breathed a heavy sigh of relief. “As long as my magic power increases, my lifespan can increase synchronously.”

The speaker meant nothing, but the listener took it to heart. Listening to Wen Chu, Xiu thought a layer deeper.

Wen Chu’s lifespan is bound to his magic power?

Xiu quietly sensed the little nightmare’s magic power, which was currently so weak it was almost nonexistent, and then remembered Wen Chu’s weak appearance just now. Some bad speculations arose. “How much lifespan do you have left?”

“One year and five days,” Wen Chu answered.

Xiu’s face instantly turned ugly, and he asked again, “Approximately how much lifespan do you need to treat the Tree of Life?”

“About two years.”

“I don’t agree with you helping the elves.”

Almost as soon as Wen Chu finished speaking, Xiu’s voice rang out.

Wen Chu was stunned.

Xiu rarely spoke to him in such a commanding tone.

After speaking, Xiu probably also felt his tone was too harsh, so he softened his voice to reason with Wen Chu. “It’s too dangerous. At least wait until you’ve saved fifty years of lifespan before considering this.”

In fact, if possible, Xiu didn’t want Wen Chu to give away even a second of his life.

He let Wen Chu revive the wasteland because he didn’t know.

If he had known that Wen Chu did all this at the cost of his life, he would rather move the soil of the wasteland away piece by piece himself than have Wen Chu exchange his life for it.

The Tree of Life was even more so.

Dragons were inherently greedy and selfish. Why should his little gem risk his life for a group of outsiders?

Wen Chu whispered, “Then what about this world? Without the Tree of Life, the elves will go extinct, right?”

“Extinct then ext…” Xiu remembered his image in front of Wen Chu and slammed on the brakes.

He forced himself to say, “This is every race’s own business. You don’t need to force all responsibilities onto yourself.”

A completely unexpected answer.

Wen Chu was dumbfounded. “I thought you would care?”

Xiu raised an eyebrow. “Why should I care? I’m not the creator god of this world. I’m just a dragon of the dragon race, and now I’m the only dragon left. By your logic, I should contribute to the dragon race’s birth rate, not the elves’.”

Wen Chu blushed again. “…I will work hard.”

Xiu: ?

Did Wen Chu understand what he was saying??

Wen Chu naturally understood, but inevitably, his focus was led astray.

He slowly realized something.

Looking back, Xiu really didn’t seem to have the selfless personality he had seen through filter after filter.

On the contrary, Xiu always had various selfish motives regarding him.

It was just that Xiu was too responsible.

Towards him—as long as he picked him up, he would do his best to raise him. Towards the world—it was the same.

As long as he was pushed into a certain position, he would do his best to do what he should.

But now, Xiu wasn’t the leader of any race, the god of any world, or the genius of any era.

He was just a dragon.

A dragon belonging only to him.

Wen Chu almost couldn’t control the smile at the corners of his mouth. He even had the urge to hug Xiu and confess his love regardless of anything.

But he tried hard to hold it back.

Wait a little longer; this would be too abrupt.

At least wait until Xiu confessed about the captivity plan.

Thinking this, Wen Chu couldn’t help feeling a bit resentful.

Why hide this kind of thing?

Looking at Wen Chu, who was clearly wandering off in his thoughts, Xiu emphasized with a headache, “You cannot use your lifespan to treat the Tree of Life.”

Wen Chu enjoyed Xiu’s concern very much and nodded repeatedly. “Okay.”

But on second thought, Wen Chu asked, “If the elf race’s potions can indeed increase my magic power significantly tomorrow, can I save them?”

That way, he would still need the elves’ potion supply in the future; he couldn’t just let them die.

Xiu obviously thought of this too and nodded in agreement. “Yes, but you must save enough lifespan first.”

After speaking, Xiu bit the tip of his tongue in annoyance, feeling his attitude was too tough.

This made him seem like a control freak.

But Wen Chu agreed happily. “Okay.”

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The afternoon flew by. Because he was worried he wouldn’t be able to have nightmares anymore, Xiu was somewhat absent-minded while cooking dinner all evening, cutting his hand several times while chopping vegetables.

Fortunately, ordinary kitchen knives did 0 damage to him and couldn’t even break his defense.

But Wen Chu couldn’t stand it anymore and shooed Xiu away from the chopping board to chop vegetables himself.

Xiu, stir-frying on the side, wondered: Why were Wen Chu’s chopping habits almost exactly the same as his?

Did Wen Chu learn it on the spot while watching him cook?

Such small doubts were quickly thrown to the back of Xiu’s mind.

After dinner and a bath, the two went to bed.

The night was a bit chilly. Wen Chu, afraid that sleeping high up with Xiu would cause them to wake up from the cold, specially took out all his blankets.

But once in bed, he realized he had worried too much.

Xiu directly used the Firebird’s crystal as a power source, making the entire mattress self-heating.

The quilt was warm as soon as he crawled in.

Sitting on the bed, watching Xiu lie down too, Wen Chu felt that the two of them sleeping in a bed on top of a gem mountain in a cave was really a bit comical, and he couldn’t help laughing.

Xiu looked at him. “What are you laughing at?”

Wen Chu shook his head while laughing. “Nothing, I was just thinking about how to decorate our house later.”

Xiu seemed to like sleeping on gems very much. He couldn’t force others to change just for his own comfort.

Xiu took it for granted. “Whatever you want it to be. You can totally build walls with gold coins and pave roads with gems.”

Wen Chu imagined that scene: …

“Okay.”

He’d better respect Xiu’s preferences.

The lights went out, and the cave plunged into darkness.

Xiu said, “Sleep. We have to go to the elves tomorrow. It just so happens I’ll call the dwarves to start construction tomorrow. We can think about the decoration slowly after the construction is finished.”

Wen Chu rolled into Xiu’s arms and nodded.

Then he asked uncertainly, “What if the Dragon Slaying Squad comes?”

Xiu lowered his eyes. “They won’t.”

First stripped of all equipment by Wen Chu, then burned by him—it would be good enough if those people survived.

Wen Chu didn’t understand why Xiu was so sure, but anyway, Xiu couldn’t be wrong.

He rolled into Xiu’s arms, took out his tuning fork, his eyes shining. “Shall I help you sleep?”

Xiu silently curled his tail. “I think I can sleep by myself now.”

“Is that so.” Wen Chu put away the tuning fork disappointedly.

Poor magical tools; their healing effect was too good, becoming useless right after he got them.

Xiu curled his tail, smelling the fresh scent of body wash on the boy in his arms, and remembered last night’s affair.

The uncontrollable tail, Wen Chu’s fingers and his scales, and the burnt sheets.

That moment of scalp-numbing, loss of control.

It made him look too weak.

Next time, he definitely wouldn’t let Wen Chu touch his tail. He would sit on it himself…

Thinking this, drowsiness hit Xiu, and he gradually sank into dreamland.

Wen Chu was once again shocked by Xiu falling asleep in seconds.

If Alice didn’t have a reason to lie to him, just looking at Xiu’s current sleep quality, he would really doubt the authenticity of Xiu’s insomnia for a moment.

But in just a moment, Wen Chu didn’t have time to dwell on truth or falsehood anymore.

The scent of sweet, enticing food came from Xiu’s body again.

Xiu was dreaming again.

Even though his lifespan was no longer critical, for some reason, Wen Chu couldn’t help swallowing his saliva when he smelled it.

Xiu’s dream this time was exceptionally fragrant.

Want to eat.

Really want to eat.

Wen Chu sank into Xiu’s dream with great mobility.

He was prepared to be faced with raging fire again or see Xiu’s past, vigilant and ready to retreat at any time.

But this time there was no danger.

Only a majestic and magnificent castle.

The castle was built against a mountain, grand in scale, surrounded by forests and lakes. Under the bright sunshine, it looked exactly like a castle where a princess and a prince would live in a fairy tale.

Wen Chu stepped onto the small bridge, walked to the castle, looked at the familiar mountain range, and thought uncertainly: Is Xiu having a good dream today?

So Xiu was also looking forward to the completion of their castle.

“Bang—”

The castle’s gate burst open, and Wen Chu closed his eyes directly from the golden light inside.

The floor was paved with various gems, the walls were made of pure gold, and even the magic lamps nearby were made of glazed glass. The whole castle revealed a kind of “rich and willful” beauty.

Wen Chu: …

He suddenly felt they didn’t necessarily have to decorate completely according to Xiu’s preferences.

It shouldn’t be; Xiu’s aesthetic in the previous world was quite normal.

Why did it become so strange in this world?

Thinking this, Wen Chu walked towards where Xiu’s aura was strongest.

Following the aura, he walked through the first-floor hall, arrived at the study on the fifth floor, opened a hidden compartment on the bookshelf, entered a secret passage, went up two more floors, reached a secret room, turned a glazed lamp, and looked at the tunnel behind the wall.

Wen Chu sensed something was wrong by this point.

This was clearly not a place for normal living.

So what was going on now?

Xiu was kidnapped?

Xiu’s past of being locked up and abused as a child?

Was this actually Xiu’s mind palace, and he was exploring the deepest secrets of Xiu’s heart?

Wen Chu’s thoughts ran wild. He simply hid his figure and walked silently into the tunnel.

This was the last tunnel.

At the end of the tunnel was a half-open wooden door, with some orange light leaking through the crack.

Wen Chu carefully opened the door, trying not to make a sound.

Then, he was shocked by the luxury inside.

If the outside was a pile of gems and gold coins, this room could be considered a gathering place for all rare treasures.

The ground was covered with a transparent glass cover, beneath which were various collectibles piled halfway up the mountain. The surroundings were built with an unknown black material, soundproof and sturdy, absorbing almost all noise.

The walls were inlaid with crystal cores and gems of various colors, each one a whole size larger than the biggest gem Wen Chu had ever seen.

And in the center of the room was a huge golden cage.

Inside the cage was a white-haired boy, his back to him.

Xiu was holding a tray with strawberry cake and tea on it. The exquisite Rococo-style tea set looked out of place in his hand.

“Since I snatched you, then obediently fulfill your husbandly duties, or don’t blame me for forcing you.”

Wen Chu finally heard the voice that had been blocked just now.

Xiu’s voice was irritable as he unceremoniously opened the golden cage, placed the tray on the bedside table, his tail sweeping impatiently.

He pinched “Wen Chu’s” face directly and efficiently tore open their clothes.

“Stop being so coy. Believe it or not, I’ll **** you to death?”

Wen Chu sharply noticed that something was actually stuffed under Xiu’s scales.

The dragon’s tail seemed to sway arrogantly, but it was actually masking subtle spasms.

Ah.

No wonder it smelled so fragrant.

So it was a wet dream.

Before Wen Chu could think about what to do, he felt a pulling force.

Opening his eyes again, he saw Xiu’s magnified face, flushed with lust.

A pinching pain came from his own cheek too.

The owner of the dream had actually pulled him in.

Now he was the one being forced by Xiu in person.