Zhang Wuji's Mother Was Right

After a long while, just as Jiang Lin was about to suffocate in the deathly embrace of his senior sister, especially Little Jia, the two girls noticed Jiang Lin Jiang Lin's bruised face and quickly let go of him.

At this moment, Senior Sister and Chen Jia realized their rudeness. Standing in front of Jiang Lin, their shoe tips touching, their faces flushed.

"Little Lin... I'm sorry..."

The senior sister and Little Jia apologized at the same time.

"It's fine..."

Jiang Lin thought that his senior sister and Little Jia must have had some strange dream.

But what kind of dream could give them the feeling of something lost and then regained, as if they had died and come back to life?

Could it be that I died in my senior sister and Little Jia's dream...?

Although it felt nice to be hugged by my senior sister and Little Jia, I still felt shy in front of the other girls.

Other girls...

Um?

Where is that junior sister from the White Snow Sect?

Just as Jiang Lin turned around, he realized that the junior sister from the White Snow Sect had disappeared.

"Little Lin, what's wrong?"

Seeing Jiang Lin's puzzled look, Lin Qingwan grabbed the hem of Jiang Lin's clothes and asked softly.

"Nothing..."

"What kind of dreams could those two little girls have? I'm quite curious."

Bai Jiu Yi had already left when Lin Qingwan and Chen Jia appeared, walked up to the Bai Ling Bai Qiao sisters.

"You're awake. Have you had enough sleep?"

Bai Jiu Yi extended her slender, fair fingers and gently touched Bai Ling's Bai Qiao, white forehead.

The next moment, both girls woke up from their dream at the same time.

The moment they opened their eyes, tears streamed down their cheeks, dripping uncontrollably.

"Master... Master..."

After a moment's hesitation, Bai Ling Bai Qiao, as if waking from a dream, knelt down on one knee without even wiping away their tears.

"You two little devils, what kind of dream could make you cry?"

Bai Ling Bai Qiao bit their lips and hurriedly wiped away their tears. After a moment's hesitation, they were about to tell Bai Jiuyi about their dream, but Bai Jiu Yi waved her hand.

"Fine, whatever. I was just asking out of curiosity. You didn't have to tell me. I wasn't trying to read your minds anyway. Everyone has a few secrets."

Bai Jiu Yi turned around and walked out of the woods.

"Go find those two brats, Bai Meng and Bai Long. We need to get down to business."

"Yes..."

Using the unique connection between white foxes, Bai Ling and Bai Qiao found the two little girls Bai Meng and Bai Long.

When they were woken up, Bai Meng Bai Long rushed into Bai Ling Bai Qiao's arms, repeatedly crying, "Sister, don't leave us! Master, don't abandon us! We will cultivate diligently..."

I have no idea what those two girls were dreaming about.

However, it is quite an achievement that these two talented but lazy girls have come to such awareness.

Similarly, elsewhere in this Primeval Forest, the Confucian scholar Zhen Xian, the Foxian Temple Jing Ming, and the Shan Beibei from the Hailstone Sect are still trapped in the dream.

The dreamscape of this Primeval Forest isn't some kind of Illusion Technique; it's just a normal way of entering a dream. However, the emotional knots it evokes can trap you in it, much like a deep sleep.

However, if danger or Killing Intent approaches, the instincts of a cultivator will immediately awaken them from their dream.

At this time, Jing Ming, who was with Shan Beibei, was being stared at by two Serpent-Tailed Wolf, their mouths drooling. Meanwhile, Zhen Xian, who was sleeping by the stream, was being stared at by a giant python with a body as thick as a well.

Just as the two Serpent-Tailed Wolf and the giant python cautiously approached, about to swallow them whole, the cultivators' innate alertness made them open their eyes.

Almost as a conditioned reflex, the three of them unleashed their Natal Magic Treasure, knocking the monster to the ground.

When I came to my senses, I realized that I was still out of the dream; everything that had just happened was just a dream.

After washing off the python blood from his body by the stream, Zhen Xian shook his head and walked out of the forest.

As he walked, recalling the question from the man in his dream, and then the girl in the Red Dress who had always been in his mind, Zhen Xian shook his head and couldn't help but smile, unsure whether it was self-mockery or a sense of relief.

"Sigh... How could this be... However, this Secret Realm is indeed quite interesting..."

On the other side, after waking up from her dream, Shan Beibei subconsciously killed the gray wolf. When she met Jing Ming's gaze, she blushed and turned her head away.

She hadn't noticed before that the monk was actually quite handsome.

Similarly, upon waking up and seeing the Shan Beibei, Jing Ming would recite Buddhist scriptures.

He didn't quite understand the questions his master asked in the dream; perhaps his understanding of Buddhism wasn't deep enough.

The two walked out of the forest, keeping a meter's distance between them, without saying a word.

When they emerged from the forest, apart from the White Snow Sect, the Flower-Picking Thief Jiang Lin and everyone else came out.

The group exchanged glances, and almost simultaneously took to the Ride the Wind, flying towards the finish line!

In the air, various chaotic battles unfolded.

Jiang Lin hadn't expected his senior sister to be so obsessed with winning the championship.

Can't we be persistent about this?

If I win the championship, Little Lin can be with me forever. I've already prepared her dowry.

Jiang Lin was even more surprised that Chen Jia had actually been turned!

Of course she was turned. Her senior sister had told Chen Jia that as long as she won the championship, she could let Yongyuan be with Little Lin (marry them together).

Therefore, once Lin Qingwan and Chen Jia joined forces, they were virtually invincible!

Jiang Lin held the First Snow in his hand, surrounded by an ice dragon, the dragon's head striking towards the cloud where his senior sister and Little Jia were.

The senior sister simply pouted and looked at Jiang Lin without any guard up, as if to say, "Hmph! You Big Pig Trotter! Go ahead and hit me if you dare! Is the Sect Martial Arts Competition more important than me!"

Finally, the ice dragon disintegrated mid-air as it hurtled towards Senior Sister and Little Jia...

Then, Little Jia seized the opportunity and punched Jiang Lin in the chest...

really...

Zhang Wuji's mother was right; girls' words are all lies, especially pretty girls...

Finally, after nearly an hour of fierce fighting, they realized they couldn't defeat Fairy Lin and Fist Beauty. Everyone changed their strategy, abandoning magical combat and instead focusing on increasing their speed!

Jiang Lin also used the Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Cannon invented by Xiao Hei to launch himself out!

Although everyone is far ahead, the gap is constantly narrowing, and they are all chasing each other!

When they were less than a kilometer away from their destination, the cultivators in the Martial Arts Viewing Arena or watching the live broadcast all sat up, their hands clenched into fists!

The once-in-a-decade Sect Martial Arts Competition! This year's champion will be crowned soon!

Arrive!

Just as Senior Sister and Chen Jia arrived at the peak and were about to place the Serpent Saliva Fruit there, the Secret Realm suddenly trembled!

Outside the Secret Realm, above the Empty Spirit Sect, the void shattered!