Eternal Life by Daily Divination

"I just awakened the Dream-Entering Talent and haven’t adapted to it yet. I cast it accidentally just now," the Dream Soul Silkworm explained, his tender voice laced with apology.

After he retracted his Magic, Zhuo Wanshuang and the others quickly woke up.

They looked at each other. Recalling what had just happened, a lingering fear washed over them. While trapped in the dream, they had been completely defenseless. If they were suddenly attacked, they would undoubtedly be killed!

"This Dream-Entering Talent is truly terrifying," Chi Qingwu let out a long breath, sighing sincerely.

Zhuo Wanshuang and Chi Qingxuan nodded in agreement.

If they used the Dream-Entering Talent against their foes, they could easily eliminate them. However, in Li Chang’an’s eyes, this talent was just average and not particularly impressive.

Zhuo Wanshuang and the others fell into the illusionary dream only because they were merely Golden Core Cultivators, while the Dream Soul Silkworm’s Tier had already reached Tier Four. Against a Fake Soul Cultivator like Li Chang’an, this talent was useless.

"If used in combat, it’s not even as effective as Tier Four Illusion Poison. Its true utility lies in the concept of ’Dream-Entering’," Li Chang’an thought to himself.

Afterward, the Dream Soul Silkworm repeatedly cast the Dream-Entering Talent, gradually becoming familiar with it.

That night.

They left the area and headed to the Cyan Dragon Sect’s fourth peak, Fu Sheng Peak.

This peak had no Disciples and was shrouded in mist and clouds all year round. At the foot of the mountain, a single bluestone path extended upward, gradually vanishing into the mist and concealing the end of the road.

Hovering in front of the group, the Dream Soul Silkworm cast the Dream-Entering Talent.

"Follow me, everyone. Do not stray too far, or you might get lost here."

With that said, he led the group into the fog.

Their surroundings became a hazy blur, so dark they couldn’t see their own fingers. It seemed as if nothing existed around them. After walking an unknown distance, the mist suddenly dispersed, and their vision abruptly cleared.

They found themselves standing in a peach blossom grove. Beneath their feet was still that ordinary bluestone path, but now it was strewn with fallen peach petals. A gentle breeze blew past, sending the peach blossoms dancing in the air and spreading a fragrant scent everywhere.

"Everyone, we have entered Fu Sheng True Monarch’s dream," the Dream Soul Silkworm spoke from the front, reminding the group.

They continued forward along the stone path beneath their feet. Before long, they walked out of the grove. Beyond the peach blossom trees lay a vast lake rippling with clear waves.

"This is the dreamscape Fu Sheng True Monarch wove for himself," Li Chang’an said, gazing forward with deep eyes.

A wooden cabin stood by the lake, smoke billowing from the chimney on its roof. In the small courtyard in front of the cabin, a man wearing a straw rain cape slowly turned around and smiled at them.

"Visitors are guests. Please, come over and sit." He was carrying a few cyan carp in his hand, seemingly having just returned from fishing. He looked entirely unremarkable, just like an ordinary fisherman. If outsiders saw this, they would hardly believe that this man was the illustrious Celestial Pride of his generation, Fu Sheng True Monarch!

Li Chang’an and the others stepped forward and bowed in unison.

"Greetings, Elder Fu Sheng."

"No need to be formal," Fu Sheng True Monarch said with an amiable expression, gesturing for everyone to sit down. His aura was plain, lacking the slightest air of a Nascent Soul True Monarch.

After some conversation.

Xu Jinling brought up the purpose of their visit.

"Elder Fu Sheng, the Battle of Righteous and Evil has reignited. Right now, the Demonic path runs rampant. Please end this three-hundred-year grand dream and help the Righteous Dao win this war."

"How could the strength of one person change the outcome of this war?" Fu Sheng True Monarch smiled and shook his head slightly.

Xu Jinling continued, "Elder, dreams are ultimately illusions. Why indulge in them?"

"That is incorrect." Fu Sheng True Monarch indeed had an excellent temper and was not angered by Xu Jinling’s words. Still beaming, he explained the Dao of Dreams to her.

"Xu, in everything you see and hear in this place, do you feel even the slightest hint of falsehood?"

"Elder, I only possess Golden Core Cultivation and cannot see through the profound mysteries of this place," Xu Jinling answered truthfully.

Fu Sheng True Monarch chuckled. "In that case, you cannot see any falsehood. To you, everything here is real."

"But this place is ultimately just an illusionary dream maintained by your Magic, Elder. The outside world is reality. Why deceive yourself?"

"Xu, how do you know the outside world isn’t false?" Fu Sheng True Monarch asked with a smile. His tone was casual as he pointed up at the sky. "How do you know that the world you cultivate in is not someone else’s dream?"

"This..." Xu Jinling was momentarily at a loss for words.

Fu Sheng True Monarch raised his hand and gestured. A cyan carp leaped out of the lake and landed in his fish basket, struggling desperately.

"This cyan carp believes this world to be real solely because it was born and raised here. Thus, it struggles to survive, unwilling to become someone else’s meal.

"The ants at your feet also believe this world to be real.

"And the birds in the sky, the insects crawling in the trees... They all believe this world to be real, just as you all believe the outside world is real. What difference is there between you and them?"

Hearing this, everyone exchanged glances, their eyes somewhat conflicted. They truly could not answer Fu Sheng True Monarch’s question. No one could guarantee that the outside world wasn’t another person’s dream world.

Xu Jinling had no other choice but to pivot back to the Battle of Righteous and Evil.

"Elder, in this Battle of Righteous and Evil, if the Righteous Dao loses, I’m afraid the Cyan Dragon Sect will be destroyed, and this Fu Sheng Peak will cease to exist."

"There is no need to worry. The Four Spirits Array is enough to block the Demonic path."

After that.

No matter what Xu Jinling said, Fu Sheng True Monarch consistently refused to wake up. She had to give up on the opportunity, shifting instead to asking Fu Sheng True Monarch to offer guidance to a few juniors.

Fu Sheng True Monarch gave his pointers to Zhuo Wanshuang and the others in turn, before his gaze finally landed on Li Chang’an.

"This young friend is quite peculiar. I cannot see through you. It seems you are not from our Cyan Dragon Sect?"