3490 It’s Very Real
Blood spurted from Mo Chen’s mouth as his body was flung backwards and crashed onto the bed behind him.

Feng Jiu was stunned and looked back, “Mo Chen!”

When people outside noticed the air currents and the pressure had gone, they rushed inside. When they entered, they found Mo Chen on the bed with a pale face and blood in the corner of his lips.

“Little Jiu, what happened?”

“Feng girl, are you alright? What happened to Mo Chen?”

Everyone gathered around to ask. They breathed a sigh of relief when they saw her fine and sitting on the bed. Shangguan Wanrong, noticing her only in her inner garment, said to everyone, “All of you, please step out! Leng Shuang and Qin Xin, stay.”

When Feng Sanyuan saw this, he thought for a moment and then told everyone to go outside and wait.

Once everyone was out, Shangguan Wanrong told Leng Shuang and Qin Xin, “Leng Shuang, help Mo Chen get up. Qin Xin, help Little Jiu put on some clothes.”

“Yes.” They replied and came forward to help.

Feng Jiu then looked at Mo Chen and asked, “How are you?”

“I’m fine.” Mo Chen replied. After wiping the blood from his mouth, he tried to get out of bed but stumbled. Luckily, Leng Shuang and Feng Jiu were there to support him.

“Help him sit in the chair,” Feng Jiu said. She stood up, put on her coat, sat next to Mo Chen’s chair, and took his pulse.

Shangguan Wanrong asked Qin Xin to clean the blood-stained bed and to air the room to remove the scent of blood.

“I’m sorry, I hurt you,” she said apologetically. She then took out a pill from her space and gave it to him, “You need to rest for a couple of days and not use your spirit energy.”

Mo Chen took the pill, drank some water brought by Leng Shuang, and after a short pause asked, “What happened to you just now? Your spirit energy was violent and out of control. I thought you succumbed to your inner demons while cultivating.”

Seeing her in that state terrified him. He was afraid that if her violent energy was not tamed, she would not be able to wake up and the final result would be a violent death.

“Yes, Little Jiu, you were perfectly alright before. What happened? Are you fine now?” Shangguan Wanrong asked with concern.
“Mother, I’m fine, don’t worry… I just…” Feng Jiu’s words trailed off as her eyes flashed. “I just had… a nightmare.”

“A dream can’t do this to you,” Shangguan Wanrong looked at Mo Chen and asked, “Mo Chen, is she alright?”

Mo Chen smiled gently, “She’s fine now that she’s awake.”

“That’s good. You two can take a rest here. I’ll let the others know outside so they don’t worry,” Shangguan Wanrong said as she walked away.

Qin Xin was cleaning the blood-stained bed and floor inside the room, while Leng Shuang stayed by Feng Jiu’s side.

Mo Chen looked at the still pale-faced Feng Jiu and asked, “What did you dream of that almost trapped you to death? Don’t you know the consequences if you hadn’t woken up in time?”

Feng Jiu took a sip from her teacup, calming her still agitated feelings. After a pause, she looked at the cup in her hand and replied weakly, “I had a terrifying dream. Everything was blood-red. There was blood everywhere. I was unable to move, watching people around me die one by one. I wanted to save them but was powerless…”

Holding her cup tightly, she added faintly, “The dream felt very real.”