The Protagonist’s Sister Is Actually The Strongest Chapter 353: Chapter 342: The Lake Of Memories And Dreams

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Chapter 342: The Lake Of Memories And Dreams ----- “What did the Heavenly Demon make you go through for training?” As we walked amidst the clouds of her Inner Realm, the master asked me this very important question. I think she was a bit worried he might have beaten me too much. But the truth was, it was quite equal now… I did beat him more than he beat me. “Well, he first taught me about pain; you saw that, right?” I asked. “Yes, I did; it was a dreadful thing that I hope never happens again,” she sighed. “But that is how he teaches his dreadful techniques, born from hatred and fear, and above all, pain, which unifies all suffering into one.” “Yeah, that’s right…” I nodded. “He taught me Pain, the final Demonic Cursed Seal. I had also obtained another one on my own previously thanks to your teachings, master. It was called Martyr.” “Martyr, huh?” she muttered. “That is indeed a unique seal that he doesn’t have, born from its combination with Hope?” “Yes,” I nodded. “It is quite good and has amazing synergy with the other techniques of Hope. I’ve used it to both help friends when they’re close to dying and also to gain a part of their power.” “Amazing, so this form of pain, to become a martyr, to become the sacrificial lamb for others… I suppose you could indeed call it a form of Pain, yes….” She nodded. “Maybe… maybe our powers aren’t as different?” “I believe they’re opposite sides of the same coin,” I explained. “The Power of Hope and the Power of the Cursed Seals go well together, surprisingly… And I’m fairly sure you noticed it too when you saw that fusion between you two, right?” “Hmm…” she nodded. “I suppose that… The power of our Martial Spiritual Arts, and everything related to them, all comes down to emotions, doesn’t it? The Positive Emotions are what create my powers, while Negative Emotions are what empower his ability.” “Although emotions can be very different from one another as clear opposites, there are always certain emotions that connect even the most opposite ones,” I explained. “It’s a whole spectrum that is tied together.” “Indeed, to think that you would help me comprehend my abilities despite always believing I’ve reached my peak,” she giggled. “I suppose it is never too late to learn new tricks, as much of an old dog as I am now…” “O-Old dog?!” I gasped. “Please don’t call yourself like that; you don’t even look old at all!” “Fufu, thank you,” she giggled. “You’re a good daughter that praises her mother’s beauty… But that doesn’t mean I’ll go easy on you now.” “Ah! Did we finally reach it?” I asked. “Yes, this is the place,” she said. We stopped walking as we stopped in front of what resembled a huge translucent lake in the middle of a landscape made entirely out of fluffy white clouds. “Once I reached the Level of a Venerable, my Inner Realm developed a replica of the Nine Heavens,” she said. “Although it is certainly not as big and colorful as it once was, my Nine Heavens possess many of their properties. Such as being able to walk through these semi-solid clouds. Although the Cloud Step technique at a high level is required to keep your footing without eventually falling.” I nodded, listening to her. She walked forward and gently kneeled in front of the lake, dipping her hands in it. FLUOSH! Then, images suddenly materialized out of thousands of sparkles of white and golden light, forming visions of… her memories? “Among the many wonders that the Nine Heavens once had,” she said. “There is one I managed to replicate within mine. This is the Lake of Memories and Dreams. In this Lake, whoever touches them will see their own memories and dreams, mixing together. This will create completely new and strange illusions. Many ancient immortals had lost themselves in the original version of this lake. Ultimately too attached to these visions, they were swallowed by them.” “Oh…” I muttered. “They died?” “Yes, they died,” she nodded. “It is a bit sad, but it has its good uses. I’ve already set up a special Hea