Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

Chapter 478 It started to grow

In order to buy Fu Yu more time, Lingbi began to pull the pen back and forth.

Logically speaking, as a magical artifact, the Spirit Brush should be stronger than the Frost Jade Corpse Puppet. However, as an object, it lacks a person to hold it and cannot unleash its full power.

They can only rely on controlling the matter in this world to set up various traps and obstruct it.

The Cold Jade Corpse Puppet is currently executing the command to kill.

It doesn't care about anything else; it's all about recklessness, determined to exterminate all living beings in this world.

As a target to be eliminated, Fu Yu knew that time was limited and could only do her best.

Fragments of memory kept rushing past here.

Back and forth.

Even when fragments of memory are combined and made more complete, they will reappear. Fu Yu cannot distinguish each person's memories, but she can tell the difference between the two worlds.

As the fragments of memory gradually became complete, a "dominant force" began to emerge within the symbiotic will of this world.

She is recovering.

It was just a very vague consciousness, not even a complete self-awareness had been born yet. She still didn't know who she was, but she began to instinctively develop a desire to explore.

It's like the dream of someone with amnesia, who seems to be vaguely aware of their own existence, but no matter what, they can't wake up.

Thus, the Wishing Well Secret Realm became her dream.

The Spirit Brush is currently engaged in a fierce battle with the Frost Jade Corpse Puppet for three hundred rounds.

Just as it flicked its pen, wanting to stir up a raging torrent and send the jade corpse puppet away on a boat, suddenly, a building began to sprout rapidly, like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

"Ouch—ouch—it's almost touching me!"

As everyone knows, you shouldn't sit in a bamboo grove after the rain.

A tall building rises from the ground, and countless essential particles of this world begin to be endowed with properties, slowly aggregate, and begin to evolve into the form in the "dream".

It seems that this world will become her dream.

The spirit pen swiftly leaped away to dodge.

It quickly returned to Fu Yu's side and added several layers of protection for her. These layers of protection were all naturally generated in this world and would not arouse the alert of the Cold Jade Corpse Puppet.

This is a big baby!

We absolutely cannot afford any mistakes!

The spirit pen was incredibly excited; it was truly curious about how Zhu Wuyao would grow!

It returned to the newly grown high-rise building and saw that the metal and bricks were constantly wriggling and changing their shape.

Just like the scene the pen saw in the fragments of memory, a glowing glass ball was hung on the roof. Many things were just mimicry; their actual operation was completely different from that of the lamps.

This simulated scene is entirely supported by the spiritual power of this world.

Lingbi curiously poked one of them and popped it.

Suddenly, I felt a tingling sensation all over my body.

It seemed as if a faint lightning bolt was striking it, and Lingbi felt a sense of refreshment and invigoration.

Just as the spirit brush was about to continue its exploration, the Frost Jade Corpse Puppet returned, riding the waves once more. Its aggression was not particularly obvious, as the creature had not yet truly appeared before it.

Even so, they are not easy to deal with.

Just as the spirit brush trapped the Jade Corpse Puppet once again, it suddenly shook its head and looked in Fu Yu's direction, only to see that she—had woken up!

"Ahhh, don't wake up!"

"You should be sleeping forever and never wake up again!"

Lingbi suddenly darted back to Fu Yu's side, keeping a distance and not getting too close. Seeing that Fu Yu was a little dizzy, Lingbi slowly unloaded a huge rock from a distance.

They were about to move the boulder over Fu Yu's head to see if they could knock him unconscious again.

Suddenly, I heard Fu Yu mutter something under her breath:

"I suddenly woke up. Could it be that there is a crisis in this world...?"

Fu Yu looked up, speechless. The scene in the distance was completely different from when she first came in, especially the towering building, which was exactly the same as the one she had seen in her dream, pieced together from fragments of memory.

Seeing this, she immediately knew that her method must be correct.

It has already successfully caused changes in this world.

"I need to find another hiding place!"

"What a wise awakening!"

Lingbi praised in his heart.

Fu Yu had just gotten up, wanting to move to another spot, when she suddenly bumped into a stone at her feet. The stone leaped up, bounced, and landed in a certain direction.

Seeing this, Fu Yu subconsciously followed the direction of the stone and walked forward.

Not only the stone, but her own intuition seemed to be telling her that there was no danger in this direction.

This kept Lingbi very busy.

One moment they had to protect the tall building that was growing, the next they had to add obstacles to the Cold Jade Corpse Puppet, and then they had to come back and urge Fu Yu to a safe place.

Until Fu Yu returned to her dream, the spirit brush saw that she was asleep, and with a flick of its tip, the surrounding boulders silently fell, using the terrain to create an excellent hiding place.

An unknown amount of time has passed, and this world is slowly taking shape.

Gradually, it was revealed that her subconscious perception of the world was based on her complete memories from her past life. Therefore, this wishing well secret realm had been transformed into what it looked like in her past life.

High-rise buildings, overpasses, building lights, neon signs...

They are not complete; there are still places that have fallen into disrepair. Because of the hazy memories, the place is extremely dark, as if covered with a layer of dust, resembling the desolate scene before the end of the world.

A world is taking shape.

A consciousness is being reawakened.

After a long struggle, Fu Yu has connected the memories that she is certain belong to the same person.

However, Fu Yu was unsure about the parts of Zhu Wuyao's memory related to the countryside and those less modern features. Therefore, even the parts about Zhu Wuyao's past life were incomplete.

But that was enough for her to regain a faint consciousness.

I began to want to explore what I really am.

She began to "look" at the world.

It's not with the eyes, but suspended in the air, omnipresent, seemingly able to detect even the slightest changes.

She was able to sense her own confusion.

She saw that there were three moving objects in this world.

They are a skeleton, a pen, and a human being, who is awakening.

The skeleton began hunting down humans.

A pen is blocking the way.

While stopping the skeleton, the pen seemed to want to kill the human first.

As she tried to think, everyone else seemed to be thinking too, and all sorts of thoughts seemed to be overwhelming her again, a chaotic mess of ideas.

All opposing values, conflicting thoughts, different aesthetics, and diametrically opposed ideas coexist.

The information deluge seems to be overwhelming everything.

The world that had already taken shape seemed to be collapsing.

The skeleton and the pen seemed to have caught up with the human, fighting each other to kill him, and the human seemed to have no way out.

As if in a dream, everything is clearly illogical, but she can't perceive what's wrong and will instinctively push things forward.

She sensed the man's urgency and seemed to feel the same urgency herself, wanting to find a way out.

But there were too many voices, and she could only empathize with their "urgency" but could do nothing about it.

Just then, the dusty scabbard on the man's back began to tremble.

The person she saw in her "dream" gripped the hilt of a sword tightly.