Quite a Full House

Yaxiu felt a wondrous sensation right now. As he walked upon the Silver Rainbow Bridge, with every step he took, bursts of silver light and frosty radiance erupted from the bridge, capturing and absorbing nearby collections. Boundless knowledge flowed along the rainbow bridge into his consciousness, though his consciousness was merely a transfer station; in the end, this knowledge was transmitted along the bridge into the silver light at the distant end. Only the authority over the Dream Treasury remained entirely in his consciousness. 1%, 2%, 4%... When Yaxiu crossed halfway along the Silver Rainbow Bridge, he sensed that he had already acquired 90% of the authority, as though the entire Dream Treasury was about to be gathered into his grasp. This should have been an outcome beyond Yaxiu's wildest hopes. He had achieved his desire and become the biggest winner of this angel hunt, shattering the devils' plans, and his prospects for the upcoming Hell Trials were far more certain. Yet he was seized by panic, sprinting across the Silver Rainbow Bridge almost as if flying, as though doomsday were chasing close behind him. Because it truly was doomsday. Once the Dream Treasury was fully carved up and divided by them, this dream world would naturally be partitioned according to their shares of authority. The time for competition was over; next came the distribution. Yaxiu could clearly sense that the world was contracting into his consciousness. He was on the verge of pulling off an unprecedented feat—becoming a sorcerer who stole an entire layer of the Void Realm! Yet the partitioning of the dream world also meant the destruction of the Dream Treasury! In the darkness, Yaxiu saw rift after rift appear—some white, some gold, some red. Collection bubbles, as if drawn into a whirlpool, fled through the rifts from the collapsing treasury. The sorcerers seized this final opportunity to grab as much loot as possible. Countless beams of light and shadows intertwined, resembling a chaotic doomsday revelry! At this moment, however, Yaxiu's mind was blank. His eyes fixed on the far end of the silver bridge, he sprinted forward with everything he had. He would rather return the dream world than see the Dream Treasury collapse, rather than leave things half-done! More than anything, he did not want to... leave her behind in a dark world once again! Just then, Yaxiu found it difficult to concentrate. Flashbacks swept through his consciousness one after another, countless perceptions flashing across his mind. This was not the influence of the torrent of knowledge; rather, the brand-new dream world needed to rely on his consciousness to be reconstructed. He could now create a dream world of his own however he wished! But how could Yaxiu have the mind for that right now? He handed over the entire reconstruction of the dream world to his subconscious. If an analogy had to be made, he was like someone setting up a new project who clicked "Default" on every agreement and parameter—leave me alone! Even with him slacking off like this, an accident still happened: Yaxiu tripped and fell headlong onto the Silver Rainbow Bridge. At the same time, the bridge was rapidly retracting. Taken aback for a fraction of a second, he chased after the fading silver light without the slightest hesitation! In the darkness, the silver light grew brighter and nearer, and Yaxiu's heart rose into his throat. Almost there. Almost there! I see her! "Silver Lantern!" Seeing the silhouette within the silver light, Yaxiu could not help but shout. Just as he was about to rush across, he suddenly froze in space, as though he had slammed into an invisible pane of glass that shattered, fracturing into streaks of white rifts. The Dream Treasury had entered its final countdown. Space fissures opened before Yaxiu; while he wasn't sucked in, neither could he pass through. This final remaining distance had become an insurmountable chasm. Yaxiu pounded forcefully on space, yet it failed to advance him even a single inch. He took flight to search for an opening he could slip through, but he was surrounded on all sides by rifts. He could only thrust his arm through a gap and shout toward the silver light, "Silver Lantern! Weise! Youlan Weise!" In the distance, the dream had begun to peel away. Vast swathes of light drowned the darkness and were swiftly spreading outward. Biting his lower lip, Yaxiu felt a surge of bitterness and unwilling regret welling up inside. He took a deep breath, pointed at the silhouette in the silver light, and said earnestly, "Silver Lantern, I will definitely come for you!" "I won't leave you there... never!" At that moment, the figure within the silver light finally turned around. She looked like a girl of sixteen or seventeen, wearing glasses, quiet and serene, seated gracefully amidst the silver light. Five silver tails were fanned out behind her, and in her hands she held a Sorcerer's Manual. She adjusted her glasses, the corners of her lips curling upward into curved, smiling eyes, revealing a brilliant smile Yaxiu knew all too well. "Mm." White light drowned everything, and Yaxiu shattered into fragments, vanishing without a trace... ... Yaxiu snapped his eyes open and found himself back in the ruins of the flower shop. Sonia, Diya, and Vichy were all asleep beside him, slowly waking up. Reaching out, he pulled Sonia and Diya tightly into his embrace, taking a deep breath to calm his turbulent emotions, leaving the newly awakened Sword Princess and Witch utterly bewildered. What was this—taking advantage of them while they slept? Not that it wasn't allowed, but did he have to do both at the same time?! Yet they could sense the tempest of emotion inside him, how he held them tight as if terrified they might vanish. Even Sonia couldn't bring herself to lose her temper right now, let alone Diya. Nestled gently against Yaxiu's chest, they opened their eyes just a slit and glanced at each other. Sonia's lips moved slightly as she shot the Witch a vicious glare, signaling her to have the tact to scram. Diya stuck out her tongue and shifted into an even cozier posture against Yaxiu, wearing an infatuated expression like an empress who would never attend morning court again. Just then, their peripheral vision caught something. Tilting their heads slightly, they spotted Vichy leaning against a wall not far away. The maid looked at the two of them with teasing eyes and silently mouthed, "Mistresses, are you going to hold a joint wedding?" Diya immediately mouthed back, "How could that be? An empress's grand wedding can't have a third wheel!" A third wheel?! Sonia was practically laughing out of pure exasperation. "Yaxiu will have one and only one wedding. When the time comes, I'll invite all our friends, but exactly one person won't be qualified to attend. Care to guess who?" Vichy arched an eyebrow and said with faux distress, "Then whatever shall we do? If Master has to choose, it will surely cause him immense pain. Why don't you mistresses settle it privately—" "Vichy, I hereby declare that all your spoils from this angel hunt are confiscated." Yaxiu said word by word, "If I leave you with so much as a single feather, consider it my loss." "Tch." Vichy curled her lip. "And what's the charge? Sowing discord among the mistresses? Disturbing the peace of the imperial harem?" "Your previous feathers—" "Fine, fine, I'll shut up." Vichy held her hands up in surrender. Then Yaxiu released his embrace and apologized to the Sword Princess and Witch. "I'm sorry. I know you don't like this. It's just... seeing that you're still by my side, I really just felt so relieved." Looking at how he was still clutching her hand tightly, Sonia bit her lower lip and clicked her tongue. "If it's only once in a while..." "I don't mind!" Diya spoke up at once. "Hugs count as normal interactions between companions, don't they? Sword Princess, you surely won't mind if we hug together often, right?" "And next, are you going to claim that holding hands and kissing are normal interactions between companions too?" Sonia snapped. "Do you take me for the kind of fool who lowers her bottom line little by little?" "What's wrong with holding hands and kissing?!" "Would you be willing to kiss lips that I've kissed?!" "I would! I'd even stick my tongue in, I'd even make it stringy with saliva—are you saying you wouldn't?!" "You little brat..." "You'll never guess who I just saw," Yaxiu quickly interrupted them. It wasn't that he didn't want to listen, but if this continued, the Sword Princess was going to lose. "I just saw—" Still unable to swallow her indignation, Sonia pulled Yaxiu in for a defiant kiss, huffed at Diya, and only then asked, "Who did you see, Yaxiu?" "Yaxiu?" A trembling voice came from behind a broken wall. Yaxiu turned his head and saw... them. Freya stared in shock at him and the Sword Princess. Tamashi waved at him with an impassive face. Annan, her face flushed red from holding back laughter, hid behind Xifulin, who simply couldn't hold it in any longer and burst out laughing. Feili's expression was rather conflicted as she pursed her lips, watching him and the Sword Princess. Niya, however, was much more direct. She glared straight at Sonia, her shoulders shaking with rage, her hand already resting on the hilt of her sword. Yaxiu looked at the Sword Princess, the Witch, and Vichy beside him, and added to them the Silver Lantern he had just seen. A bizarre thought suddenly popped into his head— Quite a full house.