Subdued, Frenzied

"Fine. This lord will see today how you'll take me to Heaven."

Wang Ye's muscles bulged as arrogance filled his face. "Hurry up and call your adult out."

"I am Heaven's owner. Guest, please lie down first."

Lu Yan's tone remained as calm as ever.

Perhaps because he had cultivated the Purple Demon Eyes, or perhaps because his Spiritual Power was too strong, he could clearly sense that these men were all Soul Grand Masters, and none of them were Spirit Masters.

Their Spiritual Power was even weaker than Tang San's.

With his current Spiritual Power, it was enough for him to invade their dreams.

Lu Yan lit another stick of incense. This was Illusionary Incense he had created based on Tang San's memories.

It could confuse others' minds and help them fall asleep more quickly.

"Guest, relax your body and mind. Don't think about anything."

"Brothers, keep an eye on him. If he makes any unusual move, subdue this kid immediately." Wang Ye did not let his guard down just because Lu Yan was a child.

Moreover, he could sense Soul Power from Lu Yan.

He had once worked as a mercenary in the Soul Hunting Forest. He had seen the treachery of human hearts and never dared forget it.

"Don't worry. If this kid dares make a move, I'll be the first to grab him."

The tall, skinny man built like a bamboo pole patted his chest as he gave his assurance.

Lu Yan summoned his Martial Soul.

The others immediately reacted, all turning toward Lu Yan.

Wang Ye also twisted around, staring vigilantly at the kid.

"What are you trying to do?"

He had never expected that this child was already a Soul Master.

And his First Soul Ring was a hundred-year one.

There was actually a forgotten genius in this backwater place.

"Relax. There are so many of you, yet you're afraid of me alone.

If you don't want to, forget it. But if you miss this chance, it won't be free the next time you come."

Lu Yan pointed at the price list behind him.

Everyone looked up.

Hiss—

So expensive.

Was this kid insane?

There were only three prices listed:

Dream Entry, ten Gold Soul Coins.

Dream Creation, one hundred Gold Soul Coins.

Deep Dream: one thousand Gold Soul Coins.

One had to know that an ordinary household's living expenses for several months amounted to only one Gold Soul Coin.

It was an astronomical price.

Wang Ye weighed the pros and cons in his heart. With so many brothers around, there truly would be no danger to his life.

And if what the kid said was true, wouldn't he be missing out on an incredible bargain?

"Fine. If you dare deceive this lord, I'll smash your shop."

Wang Ye shouted domineeringly, "Then give me a Deep Dream session."

"I won't serve you. Next."

Lu Yan had a temper too. Business was about mutual willingness.

The repeated insults had long since annoyed him.

Even if the other party was a customer, he would not shamelessly fawn over him.

That would damage his image.

"You..."

Wang Ye was furious.

Never had he been toyed with and provoked by such a little brat. He rose to his feet, and the Savage Bear Martial Soul condensed behind him.

One white and one yellow Soul Ring floated beside him.

Lu Yan's Pupils narrowed. A faint purple light flickered in his Black Eyes, and traces of killing intent passed through his gaze as he looked at Wang Ye.

Having experienced Tang Hao's killing intent, and later having personally killed Thieves, his bearing had changed. It had become fiercer and sharper.

Combined with the Purple Demon Eyes, Wang Ye was directly intimidated.

"Forget it, Brother Bear. There's no need to argue with a child." Hou Jin, the young man skinny as a bamboo pole, soothed Wang Ye before turning to Lu Yan. "Shopkeeper, I'll do it. That's fine, right?"

"Yes."

"You'd better be able to deliver what's written on that sign, or it'll be false advertising. I'll definitely smash—"

Lu Yan glanced at him.

He had only reached Soul Grandmaster in his twenties or thirties. Such trash would not be Lu Yan's match even in a one-on-one fight right now.

Especially since, on the way to Heaven Dou City, he had also crafted Tang Sect Hidden Weapons.

He had to keep a firm grip on methods of preserving his life.

Killing him would take little effort.

Under that glance, Wang Ye subconsciously shrank his neck and did not dare meet Lu Yan's eyes.

In a contest of gazes, he had actually lost to this child.

"Calm your mind. Rest however you usually do."

With the Illusionary Incense, Lu Yan began using Dream Butterfly's ability as well.

Gradually, Hou Jin fell into an endless dream.

Perhaps bolstered by the Illusionary Incense, Dream Butterfly's ability to enter dreams became even stronger.

"Let me see what your heart truly desires."

Lu Yan did not deliberately control the other man's dream. He followed Hou Jin's will and stirred the dream, while deepening it.

Making it more real.

And then...

Lu Yan watched with his own eyes as the man rose step by step from a Soul Grandmaster, encountered countless opportunities, and walked the path toward becoming a Titled Douluo. All worldly power lay beneath his feet, and every beauty submitted to him.

He lived a wonderful life of sleeping drunk on beauties' laps and waking to rule the world.

The people outside watched as their brother sat there with his mouth open, drooling, muttering about beauties, fine wine, and being invincible beneath the heavens... like a madman.

At some point, his pants had become soaked, as though an infant had wet the bed.

"What kind of dream did this kid give him?"

The others could barely stand to watch.

Yet they also somewhat wanted to know what exactly had happened in that dream.

After Half an Hour, Lu Yan cut off the dream.

He stopped it at the most critical moment. A steady stream was the foundation—he had to make the other party want to come again, and again after that.

Only then would they keep bringing him money, allowing him to gain more emotional power.

Hou Jin awoke from the dream, his eyes still hazy. His hands swept out to either side as he called, "Beauty."

He even kissed the empty air.

A moment later.

Hou Jin fully woke up.

"How was it? Could it be called Heaven?"

Lu Yan asked softly.

"Little shopkeeper, let me do it again. It doesn't have to be free."

He had gone mad, completely immersed in it.

Hou Jin excitedly grabbed Lu Yan's hand. It was an experience he had never had before.

Even knowing it was false, he still wanted to throw himself into it without hesitation.

The women in the dream had enchanting figures and seductive charm, yet no matter what, he could not remember their faces.

When he looked at Lu Yan, his eyes held an unprecedented frenzy and obsession.

"Skinny Monkey, what did you experience just now?"

It was the first time they had seen Skinny Monkey so excited and out of control, taking the initiative to hand over money.

Usually, he calculated every Copper Soul Coin with care.

"Heaven. That was true heaven."

Hou Jin was still immersed in it, utterly unable to pull himself free.

In that world, there was no failure, no worry, and no pain. He was the strongest genius, able to wipe out thousands of troops with a wave of his hand.

No one was his opponent. The Holy Maidens of every sect threw themselves at him desperately, no longer standing high above him.

Every dream could come true. He was the supreme god.

Calling it heaven was not an exaggeration in the slightest.

If he could, he wanted to remain in that heaven forever.

It had been too real.

"Next time. Your mind is too excited right now, so it'll be difficult for you to enter a dream."

With Skinny Monkey's test, everyone wanted to try it.

Especially since the first three were free, requiring them to pay nothing at all.

What they did not know was that free things were often the most expensive.

Lu Yan tossed out another blanket. He did not want to see that scene from earlier again.