My Dreams Connect to Ancient Times

"Mr. Speaker, an Immortal is running rampant!"

At these words, the reporters, who previously hadn't dared to film, all swiveled their cameras simultaneously, aiming them at the ravaged inspection team station—and at the Immortal seated there!

Reporter after reporter went live, starting their commentary and analysis. And so, under the watchful eyes of all, Speaker Li walked forward at a calm and steady pace, stopping directly before the Immortal.

The reporters, officials, and other onlookers fell silent, waiting to see how the Speaker would deal with the Immortal.

The next moment, the Immortal seated on the chair lifted his eyelids. Chaos Qi swirled within his eyes, and a profound darkness shrouded his form, as if countless cosmoses were rising and falling within it.

"Speaker Li," the Immortal said with a light chuckle. "I have been waiting for quite some time."

'Is he... provoking him?'

Question marks practically appeared over some reporters' heads. Large beads of sweat broke out on the foreheads of Lu Xiuyuan and Ji Bochang. Butcher Zheng was simply dumbfounded, staring dazedly at the Federation Speaker, a man he had only ever seen on television.

However.

Gazing at the seated Immortal before him, Speaker Li smiled gently. Then, under the watchful eyes of the crowd and the gaze of the entire world, he cupped his hands in salute and bowed.

Every single onlooker was utterly dumbstruck.

......

"Little girl, I can see that your obsession is extremely deep. If you do not eliminate it, when you become an Earth Immortal and face your tribulation, you will have absolutely no chance of passing it."

Listening to the incessant nagging coming from the palm-sized bronze statue, Li Xiaosang replied listlessly:

"Grandpa Yin, I don't even know where this obsession of mine is supposed to come from... Why don't we just watch the news? The Grand Speaker is visiting the Ancient Lu Zi... Speaking of which, do you know that Lu Zi?"

"Lu Zi?"

A scoffing laugh came from the small bronze statue:

"Impossible. That's absolutely impossible! Though I've been trapped in this bronze statue for over a hundred thousand years, I personally witnessed the great collapse of the Years and saw the Six Paths of Reincarnation shatter with my own eyes. Anyone from the Ancient Times who attained the Celestial Palace could never have been reincarnated!"

After a pause, he added ominously:

"Therefore, that Lu Zi is definitely a fake... But back to you. I can see your obsession lies in matters of the heart. You yourself should know its source. If it isn't resolved, then..."

Li Xiaosang froze. 'Matters of the heart?'

She fell silent as a certain figure came to mind. Then, she gave a soft smile:

"Then I suppose this obsession is incurable... Maybe someday, I'll be able to truly let it go."

"'Let it go?' The ancient voice from the bronze statue sounded disdainful. 'How difficult do you think it is to 'let go'? Throughout history, how many Celestial Venerables and Buddhas have been trapped by their inability to do just that?'"

After a pause, he continued:

"Go 'get' him. It's much easier to let go after you've 'gotten' him, and the obsession will fade on its own... Don't worry. With my help, becoming an Immortal won't be difficult... What's the name of this man you're so taken with?"

Li Xiaosang cupped her face in her hands, quietly watching the TV screen. A motorcade of black cars moved slowly before coming to a stop, and the Speaker emerged from one of them.

She smiled and said softly:

"Him...? His name is Lu Xuan."

The remnant soul in the bronze statue began to cough violently:

"That name? He actually dares to use it... That's a great taboo!"

"Is that so?"

Li Xiaosang pouted, unconcerned. Not wanting to dwell on the topic, she changed the subject.

"Grandpa Yin, you just said that Lu Zi couldn't possibly be real, that Immortals and Buddhas can't reincarnate into the Current World... But wasn't Lu Zi a Great Virtue from Ancient Times? He wasn't an Immortal or a Buddha, was he?"

"Not an Immortal or a Buddha?"

The remnant soul in the bronze statue chuckled knowingly:

"That's the funniest joke under the heavens... I won't hide it from you. Lu Zi is my martial uncle, a disciple from the Direct Lineage of The Three Pristine Ones. In truth, 'Lu Zi' was just one of his more insignificant identities."

"Oh?"

Li Xiaosang's interest was piqued. She asked curiously:

"Direct Lineage of The Three Pristine Ones? What's that? Were you close with Lu Zi?"

"'Close...? Close, my ass!' the remnant soul spat, his voice thick with resentment. 'But then again, I do have my dear martial uncle to thank for something.'"

He recalled the events of the past and sighed softly:

"Back then, I was deceived by that son of a bitch Qi Xiaobai and offended my martial uncle. As a result, my Master sealed me in this bronze statue, imprisoned me beneath the Nine Nether, and sentenced me to one hundred thousand years of confinement. But then that great conflict broke out, and I personally witnessed the collapse of Reincarnation..."

Li Xiaosang was a little confused by all this. Resting her head in her hands, she continued to question the bronze statue:

"A hundred thousand years of confinement? That's brutal!"

"'Not brutal at all, it was only a hundred thousand years,' the remnant soul sighed. 'But in a way, I was lucky. Because of my imprisonment, I survived that great catastrophe, lived through the End of Dharma Era, and managed to hang on until today... only to be dug up by you...'"

Li Xiaosang nodded thoughtfully and said:

"So, Grandpa Yin, what exactly happened with that 'temporal fault'? And what was the catastrophe you mentioned?"

"I have no idea."

The remnant soul in the bronze statue said bluntly:

"I was sealed in a bronze statue and imprisoned beneath the Nine Nether, staring at the Six Paths of Reincarnation all day. I know nothing of the outside world. That's why I wasn't very clear when you asked about Lu Zi's exploits earlier. My last memory of him was when he was Invading Qi..."

After a pause, he said with a laugh:

"But enough about that. Little girl, have you considered my offer? Lend me your body for a while—I'll return it in three years. As compensation, when I do, I guarantee you'll have attained at least the rank of a True Immortal. How about it?"

Li Xiaosang was tempted, but she hesitated.

"I need to think about it... Uhm, let's just watch the news. Yeah, the news."

"What's so interesting to watch? This Speaker of yours is decent, I suppose, having reached the Grand Grade in this era. He doesn't seem too bright, though... But that other fellow, daring to impersonate my martial uncle—he's got some nerve."

As he spoke, the remnant soul yawned:

"Turn me around. Let me get a look at what this imposter looks like..."