My Dreams Connect to Ancient Times

Lü Niangrong rested her chin on her hand, her pretty face glowing in the firelight. She smiled charmingly.

"Yes, my father is Lü Buwei. I'm heading to Jiangling this time to manage our business there..."

As she spoke, her heart skipped a beat. 'The old Daoist and the young man before me are clearly not simple,' she thought. 'This young man is obviously just leading an ox, yet he guessed my background in just a few words. His origins can't be insignificant. He must be a child of some great family...'

As her thoughts raced, Lü Niangrong made a few guesses. 'This young man, Zhao Zheng, is probably a disciple taken in by Daoist Lu, wandering the Red Dust away from his family...'

While pondering, she chatted idly with Zhao Zheng. The Daoist sat quietly cross-legged before the campfire, his eyelids slightly lowered. Lu Jianxue, meanwhile, was taking bite after bite of roasted meat, her cheeks puffed out so much that her words became muffled.

Soon, everyone grew more familiar with each other. The caravan leader also lowered his guard a bit, joining in the casual conversation.

Zhao Zheng and Lü Niangrong also had a very pleasant conversation. One was the legitimate daughter of the great merchant Lü Buwei, while the other was the future Monarch of the Qin Kingdom, Zhao Zheng, who had spent thirty years by Duke Mu of Qin's side, absorbing everything he could. They found they actually had a lot in common.

Time passed. The bright moon gradually rose to the center of the sky, and the campfire slowly dimmed, losing its earlier intensity.

BURP!

Lu Jianxue patted her round belly, wiped the grease from the corner of her mouth with her sleeve, and said with satisfaction:

"I'm full, I'm full! I'm stuffed!"

Lü Niangrong glanced over, chuckled, and teased:

"Little Jianxue, you can't eat like that. You'll get fat. When you do, you'll have plenty to worry about... Be careful, or even walking will become a chore!"

"What's wrong with being fat?" Little Jianxue said naively. "I just won't walk! Grandpa Ox can carry me!"

Lü Niangrong couldn't help but laugh. Zhao Zheng also tapped Little Jianxue on the head in exasperation. The girl cried out in pain, clutching her head pitifully as her big eyes welled up with tears.

"Ouch! Don't hit me!"

The Daoist, who had been sitting quietly to the side, raised his eyelids and smiled gently.

"It's getting late. Let's call it a night."

Looking at the bright moon in the sky, Lü Niangrong nodded decisively. After meticulously arranging the guards for the night watch, she had two tents cleared for Lu Xuan's group of three and said with a smile:

"We're on the road, so we couldn't prepare much. The tents are a bit simple. I hope you don't mind, Daoist Lu."

"Not at all."

Lu Xuan gave a faint smile, said a few words to Zhao Zheng, and then took Lu Jianxue into a tent.

Before long, Lu Jianxue was fast asleep inside the tent, splayed out. The camp outside gradually fell quiet, and everything became still.

Lu Xuan did not sleep—or rather, he had no need for it. He simply sat cross-legged, cultivating quietly.

In the blink of an eye, seven years had passed in this Spring and Autumn Period. Lu Xuan had not been idle during this time. He delved deep into the Earth Immortal Level, exploring the mysteries of the [Earth Immortal Extreme Realm].

At the same time, he had not slacked off in his cultivation of Divine Power Scriptures like [Mediation of Creation]. Although he still appeared to be at the Earth Immortal Peak, his combat power had nearly doubled compared to seven years ago.

Of course, that was without the support of [Unity of Virtue and Conduct] and the profound Human Dao Fortune from Ancient Times.

'Where does the Extreme Realm of the Earth Immortal Level lie?'

Lu Xuan fell into thought. 'When building the Jade Tower, opening five more apertures on top of the three hundred and sixty was the Extreme Realm. When Climbing the Divine Ladder, relying on the Supreme Jade Steps to achieve Unity of Heaven and Man and Unity of Body and Soul, touching upon the Mysteries of Heaven and Earth, was also the Extreme Realm.'

'In the Earth Immortal Realm, one ascends the Celestial Gate and endures the Nine Tribulations. So where, then, is its Extreme Realm?'

As he pondered, Lu Xuan's brows furrowed unconsciously. Thanks to the Near-Path Physique forged for him by his Three Masters, he could continuously absorb Primordial Qi and strengthen his body over these seven years, despite having already reached the limit of an Earth Immortal.

However, he still had no clue about the [Earth Immortal Extreme Realm]...

'If this continues, my physique might become strong enough to crush a True Immortal.'

After a silent, bitter smile, Lu Xuan divided his attention, sinking his consciousness into the sea of his Spiritual World.

Here, in this place,

The Three-Five Evil-Slaying Sword, the Heaven-Reaching Fishing Drum, the Jade Void Glazed Lamp, and the Four-sided Bronze Fragment lay below. At the very top of his Spiritual World hung the longsword wreathed in mysterious Cyan Lotuses.

The most unremarkable, in contrast, was the shattered Heaven-Flipping Seal, cowering in a corner, seemingly trembling under the pressure of the other Supreme Treasures.

His Divine Thought swept over the Supreme Treasures, but Lu Xuan didn't pay them much mind. With a slight flicker of his thoughts, countless Great Dao Golden Texts materialized, circling around him. Each character glowed brilliantly, expounding upon the most profound and mysterious principles of the Dao.

'[Mediation of Creation] consists of a total of 1,800 Great Dao Texts, and I have comprehended five hundred of them. The Slaying and Slaughter Swords each have one thousand Great Dao Texts, and I have obtained four hundred from each.'

'[Dao Generating One] is profound and mysterious. Though it only has eight hundred Great Dao Texts, its difficulty surpasses the other Magic Techniques. To date, I've only grasped two hundred and fifty.'

After taking stock of his progress, Lu Xuan's brows furrowed unconsciously once more. It seemed he had reached a bottleneck.

The further he progressed with these four Great Divine Techniques and great Skills, the harder they became to comprehend. In the beginning, he could grasp dozens of Great Dao Texts in the time it took to drink a cup of tea.

But now, for something like Mediation of Creation, it took a full month to decipher a single Great Dao Text... It was a good thing he could multitask; otherwise, cultivating them one by one would take who knows how long.

'Do I really have to perform [Heaven-Facing Palace] ahead of schedule and become a True Immortal?'