"Senior Brother Dai, wake up. Wake up."
Through the haze, Dai Bufan heard someone calling him.
Who was calling him? They were so noisy.
Dai Bufan struggled to open his eyes and saw Lu Yang's huge face hovering close to his, gazing at him eagerly.
Only after seeing him wake did Lu Yang's huge face move farther away.
Dai Bufan shook his head. He felt like he had forgotten something. What had happened before? Why had he passed out?
"Oh, it's Junior Brother Lu. What do you need?"
Lu Yang stepped aside, revealing a line of people behind him. They were all bound up like dumplings.
Lu Yang proudly showed them off to Dai Bufan, grinning a little sheepishly. "Senior Brother Dai, I just went out for a bit of fun and accidentally captured the Four Ancient Immortals, all the sleeping half-immortals from ancient times, the first Emperor Gan, the first Emperor Yu, the first Imperial Preceptor, the first Emperor Xia... With this, our Ask Dao Sect is sure to win the Great Age Contest!"
"What?!"
Dai Bufan's eyes flew open. He sat bolt upright, staring at Lu Yang's loathsome big face.
He looked at Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou in confusion. The Four Ancient Immortals and all the others bound like dumplings had vanished.
"So it was a dream. It was only a dream..."
A chill ran down Dai Bufan's back as he recalled the dream. What a close call. He was so relieved.
The First Elder excelled at dream arts, and Dai Bufan knew a few himself. He hadn't had a nightmare in hundreds of years.
"Senior Brother Dai, are you all right?" Lu Yang asked with concern. *Senior Brother Dai, your Dao heart really isn't up to snuff. This is nothing. If I weren't afraid you'd end