His life had truly gone far too smoothly.
Along the road he had walked, there had been nothing but joy, without the slightest regret or grief.
His master, Liang Chang, had already reached the end of his lifespan and should have died of old age many years ago, yet by chance he had found several fourth-rank life-extending spiritual medicines, and was still alive and well even now.
Besides that, his many friends either had impressive cultivation or happy, complete families.
After experiencing that cruel Righteous-Demonic War...
Not a single person close to him had actually died in battle!
"Something's wrong..."
Li Chang'an vaguely felt that his life should not have been like this.
In the unseen workings of fate, there seemed to be some special force guiding him ever forward, until he finally reached this point today.
Three months later.
He went to attend Xu Fugui's Core Formation ceremony.
The friends from back then all came one after another—Ye Hao, Mu Qiuyan, Chu Daniu, and the others. Not a single one was missing.
The ceremony was a full house, and the fragrance of wine drifted through the air.
Everyone raised cups and exchanged toasts, talking and laughing, while only Li Chang'an's expression remained calm.
He looked around, his gaze sweeping over one familiar face after another, and clarity gradually rose in his heart.
"This is not a real world, and I am not the true me either. This is nothing but a dream."
Hearing this, Xu Fugui and the others all burst out laughing.
Chu Daniu laughed and said, "Big Brother, you must have drunk too much. If this is your dream, then wouldn't that make all of us people in a dream?"
"That's right."
Li Chang'an nodded slightly and looked toward Xu Yang and Liu Sanzhu.
In reality, these