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Chapter 78 Dream
After Gu Yunshu gained some points of personal favor, she stopped trying to get Cheng Xiao to leave.
In the first two instances, even if one of the favorability ratings was negative, under his control, that favorability rating would increase by tens of points.
Now, things have turned out much worse; the price has only increased slightly.
Even after such a sacrifice by him.
Anyone who sees it will think it's a bit slow.
Cheng Xiao didn't care. Whether it increased by 1 point or 10 points, at least it increased.
Going from zero to one is a huge breakthrough.
The fact that she can gain even a little bit of power proves that even a saintess who cultivates the ruthless path is not entirely unconquerable. As long as you find the right method, you can always win her over.
After helping Cheng Xiao heal his injuries, Gu Yunshu sat down alone and began to cultivate, as if she were the only person in the place.
Cheng Xiao didn't say anything more.
He simply lay quietly on the ground, pretending that he was seriously injured and recovering.
As time passed, Cheng Xiao realized that he had actually fallen asleep without even noticing!
He guessed that it might be because of his own lowering of his cultivation level and his serious injuries.
Since he reached the Great Vehicle stage of cultivation, he had not experienced this kind of weariness unique to mortals for many years.
For the past hundred years, he has been constantly circulating his spiritual energy, and his soul is so powerful that he does not need any rest.
But this time, in order to put on a show of self-inflicted injury in front of Gu Yunshu, he personally broke his own bones, used the old swordsman's flying sword to cut several wounds, and even deliberately sealed off most of his meridians.
Not only that, but in order to make his performance more realistic, he even lowered his cultivation level.
After going through so much torment, he seemed really tired and actually fell asleep there.
While asleep, Cheng Xiao had a dream.
He hadn't dreamed in a very, very long time.
In the world of cultivation, if a cultivator has a dream, it often means that a demon has invaded their heart or that a great calamity is about to befall them.
Many dreams even have the ability to foresee and suggest.
In short, dreams in the cultivation world are mysterious and elusive, and having dreams is not a good thing.
Cheng Xiao didn't dream about anything related to the cultivation world; he just had a dream from before he transmigrated.
In his dream, he returned to his original world.
That world had no cultivators who could fly or escape into the earth, no cruel laws that allowed people to kill and plunder at will, and no Qingyun Sect or Wuqing Dao.
He found himself wearing a plain blue and white high school uniform, sitting in a somewhat crowded classroom.
The ceiling fan overhead creaked and groaned, blowing out a slightly stuffy breeze.
There was chalk dust everywhere, and the sound of pages turning.
On the blackboard at the front of the classroom, the words "One day until the college entrance examination" were written in red chalk.
The atmosphere in the dream was very oppressive; everyone was engrossed in their studies.
Cheng Xiao sat in his seat, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
He seemed to have regained his emotions, a feeling that was both familiar and strange. He was no longer the powerful cultivator who practiced the ruthless path, but just an ordinary high school student.
Soon, a serious-looking proctor walked in carrying a thick stack of exam papers.
The teacher started handing out the curls, and after seeing the test paper, he picked up the pen on the table.
He lowered his head to look at the questions on the test paper.
Strangely, those familiar formulas and symbols appeared as gibberish to him.
He tried desperately to understand the first multiple-choice question, but his brain simply wouldn't work.
In his dream, Cheng Xiao began to panic.
He subconsciously wanted to unleash his vast divine consciousness, which was at the Mahayana stage, to cheat and scan the answers of the students around him.
But to his horror, he discovered that his body was completely empty, with no spiritual power whatsoever.
He wasn't the strongest in Shenhe Prefecture; he was just an ordinary seventeen-year-old high school student.
Cheng Xiao stared at the test paper, which was completely blank.
He can't write a single word.
As the exam progressed, the sound of students writing grew louder and louder, and the proctor walked back and forth around him.
Cold sweat beaded on Cheng Xiao's forehead. He held the pen, but couldn't write a single stroke.
That immense sense of anxiety and helplessness completely overwhelmed him.
When Cheng Xiao woke up, he suddenly opened his eyes and saw the cold stone walls of the Zuowang Snow Pavilion.
Cheng Xiao lay on the ground, staring at the stalactites hanging overhead, momentarily stunned.
He sighed, as if from another world.
The emotions he felt in his dream vanished without a trace, and he couldn't recall them no matter how hard he tried.
The dream I just had felt like it had become someone else's story.
Since arriving in this world of cultivation, I began cultivating my Qi at the age of three, was led into the Path of Ruthlessness by my master at the age of seven, and personally severed the seven emotions and six desires that belong to mortals at the age of sixteen. Nearly a hundred years have passed since then.
In less than a hundred years, he killed countless enemies and survived countless life-or-death situations. His name became a dark cloud hanging over the heads of all cultivators in Shenhe Prefecture.
He was used to being invincible, used to controlling everything, but he forgot what it felt like to be an ordinary person.
Now that he suddenly had a dream about the college entrance examination, Cheng Xiao found it quite novel.
Although the system's script was somewhat inexplicable, it at least allowed him to recover some memories that had long since died.
He had already forgotten about it.
Cheng Xiao sat up from the ground and looked around.
When he woke up, he found that Gu Yunshu was not in the secret room.
Beside the once empty icy pool, only a pool of blood, now blackened and dried, remained—the bloodstains left by the two of them the previous night.
There was his blood, and there was also the blood that the saintess vomited because her Dao heart was unstable.
After a moment's thought, Cheng Xiao guessed where Gu Yunshu had gone.
Last night, the people from Tianjian Pavilion who came to arrange the marriage were all wiped out overnight at the inn at the foot of the mountain.
Even the inn they had booked was razed to the ground.
The old swordsman leading the team was a top expert who had already reached the threshold of the Integration Stage, and was a well-known figure in the entire cultivation world.
Such a force was silently wiped out at the foot of the Taishang Dao Sect's mountain, which was tantamount to slapping the Taishang Dao Sect hard in the face.
It's daylight now, and the outside world is probably in complete chaos.
The deaths of those from the Myriad Swords Pavilion will undoubtedly cause a huge shock in the two sects and even the entire righteous alliance.
As one of the leaders of the Supreme Dao Sect and also the nominal female protagonist of this marriage, Gu Yunshu could not possibly remain uninvolved in such a major event.
At this very moment, she has probably already been summoned for questioning by the people from the main peak.
Cheng Xiao sat cross-legged on the ground, starting to make plans in his mind.
He was somewhat curious whether, faced with questioning from those old guys on the main peak, Gu Yunshu would reveal him—the demonic sect spy who had suddenly broken into her forbidden area last night—for the sake of the sect's overall situation or for her own protection.
After all, this is the best choice, and it also fits her ruthless character.
If that's the case, he'll have no choice but to run away first.