Tap, tap, tap!
Dream's fingers lightly tapped against the illusory armrest.
Looking at Chen Changsheng, who showed no fear at all, Dream smiled. "Your heart is beating very fast."
"This is only a projection. There is no heartbeat."
"I mean the real world!"
"Now that you have finally shown your dagger at the end of the map, Senior, it is only natural for me to feel somewhat nervous."
Chen Changsheng admitted it quite frankly. Dream chuckled softly. "So, were your words just now a threat?"
"Not a threat—merely a statement of fact."
"Your situation is no secret among high-level cultivators. If someone with ulterior motives wished to exploit it, it would still be quite troublesome."
"And are these people with ulterior motives you, or Desolate Heaven Emperor Wu Li and the others?"
"Either would do!"
"All under heaven bustle back and forth for profit. The Virtual World is such a huge piece of cake, and if they cannot get a bite, they will certainly make a fuss."
Hearing this, Dream nodded. "That makes sense. But if they obstruct the development of the Virtual World, can the elders of the Virtual World kill them?"
"Although what you just said was well reasoned, there is one crucial point you did not seem to explain clearly."
"You said tough bones are qualified to come share a cup with us, but the premise is that they truly are tough bones."
"In my eyes, they are not tough bones at all. They are merely soft, tender tofu."
"I can knead them however I please."
"What qualifications do people like that have to sit before me and share a cup with me?"
"But, Senior, you..."
"I know I cannot leave the Pill Epoch for too far or too long. The tough bones from other epochs may