Wang Yue saw that Wang Fugui still didn't believe him and said irritably, "Think carefully about the sword strike you saw in your dream. I'm sure you'll understand."
Wang Fugui wasn't truly stupid. Taking Wang Yue's advice, he quickly closed his eyes and reflected, picturing the boy in his dream and the sword wielded by Wang Quan Fugui.
Two sword intents, similar yet distinct, instantly merged in his mind. He felt his cultivation—which hadn't advanced in a long time—break through.
After a while, once he had stabilized his cultivation, he excitedly opened his eyes and looked at Wang Yue. "Ancestor, what just happened?"
Seeing the look on Wang Fugui's face, as if he were waiting for praise, Wang Yue knew the boy had understood. He knew Tu Shan Su Su probably hadn't, so he said helplessly, "You're not only the reincarnation of Wang Quan Fugui, but also the reincarnation of Wang Quan Wu Mu! That's why their sword intents merged inside you so easily. If you train hard, you should become even stronger than either of them."
Hearing Wang Yue's words, Wang Fugui couldn't help grinning foolishly. He'd never imagined that one day he, Wang Fugui, could become a master. He'd never have to fear being mocked again.
Once Wang Yue had taken care of things here, he used the Dream Weaving Technique again and entered Fan Yunfei's dream.
In Fan Yunfei's dream, he had just arrived at Wang Quan Villa, killed Wang Quan Jing Xing, and avenged Wang Quan Wu Mu.
Wang Yue seized the opportunity to use the Soul Returning Immortal Dream, traveling through time to that period. Then he used Spatial Travel to reach the Dragon Clan's altar, which had been destroyed in the earlier battle.
He had come because the drop of Flood Dragon blood essence