Meng Chao could sense that after absorbing part of the Mother of Origin's life essence, the Ancient Dream Saintess' ability to create and transmit dreams greatly improved.
In terms of brain wave strength alone, this unremarkable rat girl seemed to be stronger than Meng Chao and the Wolf King.
However, Meng Chao also knew that the Ancient Dream Saintess would not awaken, at least not for now.
Perhaps, his childhood home, which had not been destroyed by the plague, was the best home for this tormented soul.
"Sleep well."
Meng Chao smiled, his eyes flickering with a firm flame. "Leave the rest to us!"
He could sense the Ancient Dream Saintess' smile in her dream grow sweeter and brighter.
She even seemed to bow to him slightly, thanking him for saving her life and helping her to keep this dream of eternal peace and happiness.