socalfunplaces Chapter 197 A Two-Year Dream, Breaking Through the Realm in the Dream
Chapter 197 A Two-Year Dream, Breaking Through the Realm in the Dream
Chapter 197 A Two-Year Dream, Breaking Through the Realm in the Dream
Dai Youheng left Xingluo City.
Actually, he didn't look for any special secluded place.
On the border of the Star Luo Empire, an ordinary, remote town lies quietly nestled among the folds of mountains.
Far from the hustle and bustle of the Soul Master world, even the air here seems a bit more stagnant than elsewhere. Only the occasional wisps of smoke rising from chimneys and the barking of dogs prove the passage of time.
On the edge of town, in an inconspicuous two-story apartment building, Dai Youheng's so-called seclusion was being prepared in an extremely unusual way.
Nana arrived quietly a few days early and furnished this simple place. The apartment had only two bedrooms, and the furnishings were sparse, with almost no unnecessary items.
One room belongs to Nana, while the other belongs to Dai Youheng, who is currently lying flat on the hard bed.
He wasn't meditating or cultivating his soul power; he was actually sleeping!
The room was dimly lit, with only a sliver of the setting sun filtering through the window cracks, cutting through the dust motes floating in the air. Dai Youheng's breathing was even and deep, his chest rising and falling rhythmically, his expression as serene as if he were merely taking a midday nap rather than embarking on a long and arduous cultivation session.
The Snow Empress's ethereal figure floated beside the bed, her exquisite face bearing a hint of barely concealed doubt and curiosity. Looking at the seemingly oblivious young man on the bed, she finally couldn't help but speak, her clear, cold voice ringing out in the silent room, "Youheng, are you sure this is really possible? Cultivating in a dream, and sleeping for two years straight—it sounds more like a myth."
Dai Youheng's eyelashes fluttered slightly, as if he hadn't completely fallen asleep. His voice carried a peculiar ethereal quality, somewhere between wakefulness and dreams. "On my own, it's naturally impossible. But with that special method recorded in the 'Golden Gang Evil-Repelling Body,' there's a glimmer of hope. Let me read it to you."
He paused, then slowly recited an obscure and profound incantation: "Life is but a fleeting dream, all thoughts return to dust."
Reflecting images and capturing spirits, mirages convey profound mysteries.
In sleep, one can perceive the vast universe; upon waking, one can restrain the restless mind.
One demon devours the universe, sleepless and without heaven.
Close your eyes and breathe deeply, guiding your soul into the vast emptiness;
Threads are drawn and woven, love is woven into a curtain.
The seven emotions become candles illuminating the dark night; the six desires become shuttles weaving the cycle of reincarnation.
I control everything, from fleeting illusions to illusory beauty; I plant flowers in the air and they will fall naturally.
Concentrate your mind and knock on the Purple Palace; let your discerning eyes break through the walls of your heart.
All worldly ties and karmic connections have passed before our eyes; all karmic obstacles from three lifetimes have vanished like smoke.
The sea of consciousness is churning, making it impossible to scoop up the moon; but when the mind is free of dust, truth is naturally revealed.
Do not question whether life is real or illusory; plant the seeds of spirituality deep within ignorance.
The words were long and drawn out, seemingly containing a power that distorted reality and dreams, causing the surrounding air to tremble slightly.
Finally, there is a warning: "Those who cultivate this method should take extreme emptiness and stillness as their foundation, using the delusions of all beings as fuel and transforming the vast dream world into a furnace. Remember, the spirit must not drown in the sea of desire, and the mind must not be lost in the cage of its own making. If one transgresses the rules even for a single thought, one will be forever trapped in the endless nightmare; only by guarding the mind for countless eons can one attain true freedom and liberation from illusion."
The Snow Empress's brows furrowed even more, her icy blue eyes filled with increasing confusion. "Strange? The aura of this technique is completely different from the extremely masculine and domineering path of your usual 'Golden罡 Exorcising Body'. This clearly involves dreams, illusions, and even the power to manipulate the mind. Does the Exorcising Clan you mentioned possess such abilities?"
Dai Youheng's voice remained calm, tinged with contemplation, "No. The power of exorcising evil is unparalleled in its ferocity, dispelling evil and revealing righteousness, which is indeed diametrically opposed to this illusory and dreamlike path. I am reminded of another legendary race, the demonic creatures! Could this technique have been created jointly by a powerful exorcising evil expert and a powerful demonic creature expert?"
His thoughts drifted away, recalling a fantasy game from his hazy past life, in which the male and female protagonists seemed to have the same identity.
But this thought vanished in an instant, completely unfounded. If such an entity truly brought him to this world, why would it go to such lengths to tailor-make such a cultivation method specifically for him? What was its purpose? Was it merely for fun?
"Enough. If you can't figure it out, then don't think about it anymore." The Snow Empress's nature was ultimately cold and clear-headed, and she quickly came to a sense of relief. "The one who can create such a heaven-defying technique must be far beyond our comprehension. If it were truly harmful to you, it could have annihilated us in the blink of an eye. Why bother with all this trouble? Now that we have the technique, we'll find out with a try."
"Well then, Sister Xuedi, goodnight." Dai Youheng said no more, slowly closed her eyes, and completely immersed her mind in that profound incantation.
The foundation of the Golden Gang Evil-Repelling Body was activated, but it was not driven by the usual domineering power, but by the meaning of "extreme emptiness and stillness" described in the manual.
His breathing became longer and deeper, his body muscles completely relaxed, but his spirit seemed to be drawn into an incomparably deep and vast strange dimension, the Land of Emptiness.
For ordinary Soul Masters, deep meditation is extremely mentally taxing. Often, after a whole night of cultivation, they can only reach that highly efficient state of complete absorption in a short period of time. Most of the time, they are just accumulating ordinary Soul Power.
Dai Youheng's current state was nothing short of extraordinary. He wasn't simply entering a deep meditation; he was immersing his entire being in an eternal state of profound meditation!
For twelve hours a day, his soul and will remained in that most efficient state of understanding, closest to the laws of heaven and earth. His soul power grew and his absorption of the energy of heaven and earth proceeded at an incredible speed.
His body seemed to transform into a giant vortex, silently absorbing the sparse spiritual energy of the surrounding world.
As for maintaining his physical body, there was absolutely no need to worry. The Rebellious Heavenly Demon Pill Martial Soul in his dantian operated on its own, condensing an invisible pill containing pure life energy every day, which directly merged into his limbs and bones, nourishing his physical body.
One pill is enough to replace all the food and nutrition needed for a day, ensuring that his body will not only not weaken during the two-year slumber, but will be constantly tempered and kept in its peak condition.
Even a Soul Emperor with innate full soul power, in the conventional sense, would need at least six or seven years of hard work to break through to the Soul Saint realm, even with exceptional talent.
Dai Youheng's cultivation method of "two years of deep dreaming, breaking through realms in the dream" is far more efficient than ordinary people can imagine. He even feels that two years might be more than enough time.
He thought that this should be the way to pass the test of the god of laziness.
Outside the room, Nana silently pushed open the door. She saw that the young master was still sleeping peacefully, his face serene, his breathing long and deep, and his body was surrounded by an extremely faint yet unsettling energy fluctuation, as if in sync with the breathing of the entire world.
After carefully checking and confirming that there was nothing amiss, her eyes revealed an absolute loyalty and protectiveness. She then silently withdrew, gently closing the door behind her, like the most vigilant shadow, guarding Dai Youheng's dream cultivation.
The apartment returned to silence, except for Dai Youheng, who, in the depths of his unknown dreams, was steadily progressing towards a higher realm in a way that defied common sense. The test of the god of laziness had begun.