Chapter 555 ·Janna’s Emotion

“Tick-tock—tick-tock—”

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“Ruler ‍​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍of the endless dreamscape, you are the Weaver of Night, the embodiment of the hidden fears deep within the heart. Please hear my plea—unveil a corner of the Dream Demon’s veil and let me glimpse the truth buried within dreams—”

Bzzz—

As ‍​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍the chant ended, light began to shimmer.

Along ‍​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍with a dazzling flash from the round mirror, that familiar sweet fragrance mingled with the heavy pull of drowsiness, once again wrapping Janna’s consciousness within.

“You’re very punctual today.”

When Janna opened her eyes, she found herself standing amidst a sea of brilliantly colored flowers. At the center of the field stood the Dream Demon Witch, Yoya–Bauhinia, cloaked in black robes and veiled by a thin mist, quietly watching her.

“Good evening, Chairwoman.”

Dispelling the sleepiness clouding her consciousness, Janna approached Yoya–Bauhinia and offered a standard wizard’s salute.

“I can only teach you for fifteen minutes today. Once the time is up, I must leave.”

Hearing Yoya–Bauhinia’s words, Janna nodded earnestly and focused all her attention on what came next.

“Sit down first.”

No sooner had Yoya–Bauhinia spoken than two tulips in the sea of flowers expanded rapidly, bending down to form chairs behind them.

“I’ve mentioned before—the 【Land of Desire】 is an 【Awareness World】 constructed from the desires and obsessions of intelligent beings across the cosmos. One of the prerequisites for entering is that the entrant must be a sentient being with independent thought, and at the same time, must also have mastery over a ‘non-material law’—something transcending the physical realm—”

Hearing Yoya–Bauhinia explain the entry conditions of the 【Land of Desire】, Janna, who had heard them once before, silently repeated them in her mind.

“After meeting both of these conditions, an ordinary wizard must channel intense emotional consciousness combined with dream guidance to project their awareness and form a mental link with the 【Land of Desire】, thereby entering it.”

Intense emotional consciousness?

Janna, who had been carefully pondering the meaning of Yoya–Bauhinia’s words, began to muse over this phrase.

“As for you, possessing the ‘Spirit Traverse’ talent, you’ll eventually be able to descend directly into the 【Land of Desire】 in your spiritual form by establishing a 【Plane Coordinate】. But for your first entry, you still need to use the conventional method—once you set up the coordinate inside, you may withdraw your consciousness and re-enter through your spiritual body.”

Having listened to the general explanation, Janna nodded in understanding.

In short, her first entry into the 【Land of Desire】 must still rely on consciousness projection. Once she established a stable coordinate for entry and exit, she could withdraw her awareness and use her 【Spirit Traverse】 talent to return freely.

Thus, her first mission in the 【Land of Desire】 was to establish the coordinate—but the danger lay in the immense and chaotic emotional energies within, which could easily crush Janna’s still-apprentice-level spirit power.

Fortunately, the 【Authority of Emotion】 she possessed could partially resist those emotional energies, minimizing her risk of mental collapse.

“Do you have any questions? If not, you may now attempt to enter the 【Land of Desire】.”

“Chairwoman, I have one question—what exactly is this ‘intense emotional consciousness’ that you mentioned?”

Without pause, Yoya–Bauhinia replied directly, “Emotional consciousness refers to psychological or physiological responses triggered by external stimuli or inner thoughts. The emotion required for entering the 【Land of Desire】 must be powerful enough that its impression lingers for at least fifteen minutes. Of course, I personally recommend using positive emotions rather than negative ones.”

An emotion strong enough to linger for fifteen minutes?

Hearing that, Janna felt a bit troubled.

Although she was an opera performer, most of her acting relied on techniques like 【Muscle Control】 rather than genuine emotional immersion. She rarely experienced strong emotional fluctuations, even in performance.

After all, Janna was inherently calm and rational. Every choice she made stemmed from a measured weighing of pros and cons—impulsivity or emotional instability were foreign to her nature.

So, upon hearing Yoya–Bauhinia’s instruction to summon an emotion both strong and positive, lasting fifteen minutes, Janna honestly didn’t know where to begin.

“So, in the two lives I’ve lived across worlds… what emotion could be so precious that I would forever hold it close to my heart?”

Her thoughts flickered rapidly. No matter how she tried to recall, her memories of her previous life were veiled as if under a curtain of black and white silk—distant, faint, and unclear.

In contrast, the memories of this life—though it had only been a few short years—were vivid, lively, and filled with reluctant attachment—

“Reluctant? Why do I feel reluctant?”

Catching that emotion within her memories, Janna felt momentarily puzzled. But soon, following the trail of that feeling with her sharp intuition, she found the answer.

Beyond the fact that she had slowly grown attached to this world and formed emotional bonds with people in it, what she felt most unwilling to part with was every extraordinary learning experience—each time she grasped a new piece of transcendent knowledge, cast a powerful spell, or glimpsed the wonders of the supernatural realm.

In short, what Janna most cherished and couldn’t bear to leave… was this very world she had been reborn into.

It was this world that had allowed her to gradually forget “Jiang Bai”—and given her, across both lives, the truest love for existence and the strongest will to live on.

“It seems you’re ready.”

Yoya–Bauhinia, who had thought Janna might take much longer to prepare her “emotion,” relaxed when she sensed the subtle yet profound transformation in Janna’s emotional state.

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