A Mahayana Stage Never Existed in This World

Grand Tutor drifted into a murky sleep.

In her dream, heaven and earth changed color, while wind, thunder, and strange phenomena raged.

A goddess attained the Dao, but heaven and earth were displeased. Three Calamities, Six Tribulations, and Ten Trials descended upon her, each hurdle more difficult than the last.

The goddess struggled to seek longevity, barely holding on beneath the disasters. Suddenly, a white-robed divine general appeared, taking on the karma and facing the calamities alone, helping the goddess overcome the trials and attain longevity.

Grand Tutor had not dreamed such a strange dream in a long time. Following the goddess's vision, she saw the divine general standing tall and mighty, righteous qi radiating from him like the eternal sun. Unable to stop herself from falling for him, she stared intently into the hazy illusion, wanting to see through it and identify the divine general's true face.

Flowers seen through the mist, the moon fished from water—only after layer upon layer of illusion dispersed could reality be revealed.

A pretty boy grinned, his silver teeth gleaming.

Grand Tutor jolted awake from her nightmare. Still shaken, she pressed a hand against her chest, only to discover that she had four hands.

"Five hundred years from now, heavenly lightning will descend to strike you. If you evade it, your lifespan will be equal to heaven's; if you fail, your life will end then and there. Five hundred years after that, heavenly fire will descend to burn you. This fire is neither heavenly fire nor mortal fire. It is called yin fire..."

Grand Tutor: (_)

Familiar gibberish reached her ears. How could she not know where that bizarre dream had come from?

"Oh? Grand Tutor, you're awake?"

Lu Bei poked his head over and said proudly, "Well? Isn't my skill at helping