Great Dream Lotus Technique

"Big Brother, come with me to the Heaven Mending Pavilion. We're almost there."

"We'll see."

"You have to stay. Otherwise, I'm leaving too!"

Somewhere in this vast territory, two little savages emerged from the mountains and forests. They were filthy, dressed in animal skins, and had bright, shining eyes.

The two were Little One, Shi Hao, and Shi Qingfeng. Together, they had left the Great Wilderness and crossed boundless territory to reach the Heaven Mending Pavilion.

"Huh, there are so many people."

Little One looked at the many fearsome Fierce Beasts in the distance, with quite a few people riding on them. His expression was full of astonishment. It was his first time seeing so many powerful people.

"Wow, what a powerful spirit beast! Big Brother, look! Is that the legendary White Jade Dragon Elephant? Its whole body is pure white and crystalline, covered in runes. It's so majestic!"

Qing Feng stared at the snow-white, utterly sacred elephant in the distance, his eyes filled with shock. He had only ever heard of this legendary Fierce Beast, and now he was seeing one with his own eyes.

Little One looked at the White Jade Dragon Elephant too, his face showing equal surprise. Then a sect came to mind.

Little Western Heaven.

He had once slain a group of bandits who had wreaked havoc in the Great Wilderness. From them, he had learned that the force backing them was Little Western Heaven.

"Little Western Heaven? I've heard it's an ancient great sect no weaker than the Heaven Mending Pavilion. Why would they come to the Heaven Mending Pavilion to take on disciples?"

Qing Feng asked, puzzled.

He had grown up in the Shi Clan's Second Ancestral Land. Though many things had happened there, it was still an extremely important ancestral land of the Shi Clan, with many books that recorded all kinds of things.

"Don't mind them."

Little One tugged Qing Feng toward another direction. For now, he didn't want to provoke this faction. He wasn't qualified to oppose such a behemoth.

The two continued toward the Heaven Mending Pavilion. Along the way, they saw many imposing Fierce Beasts, such as Five-Colored Peacocks and Nine-Headed Golden Lions. They were all terrifying beasts that only powerful factions could tame.

"Da Wa has appeared. That little kid should be here too."

"Compared to Da Wa, more people want to capture that hateful little kid. Some of the great factions especially hate him to the point of gnashing their teeth."

"Though he's small, that kid sure knows how to cause trouble. You could say he's earned the wrath of both gods and men. The calamity he caused in the Void God Realm left quite a few powerful Marquises and Beast Kings bedridden. It'll take at least a month or two before they can get back on their feet."

Many people were talking about Milk Baby, all smiles as they found the child rather peculiar.

Hearing that people wanted to capture him—and had even offered a sky-high reward—Shi Hao's expression darkened. He muttered, "What's that got to do with me? I wasn't the one who killed them. Besides, I already cleared things up. It had nothing to do with me."

Though he had indeed killed quite a few people, they had been trying to kill him, and he had long since withdrawn from the fighting. He had even asked the onlookers to testify that it had nothing to do with him. Yet now those people were pinning everything on him, which infuriated him. He felt they were unreasonable and utterly shameless.

"Da Wa must be that guy. I can't believe he came too. It's all that guy's fault. If he hadn't said I had four Precious Bones, those people wouldn't have attacked me. And if they hadn't attacked me, none of what happened afterward would have happened. So when you get right down to it, it's all that guy's fault."

Little One muttered under his breath. Light flickered in his eyes, and his gaze grew resolute. "That's right. It's all his fault. He's the root of all this evil. I'm going to make him pay me damages for ruining my reputation. No Treasure Art, no settlement."

Little One led Qing Feng off to find Su Ye and demand compensation.

In a certain mountain valley.

Su Ye sat cross-legged, his entire body wreathed in light. Runes filled the sky around him, while the essence of heaven and earth surged toward him. Auspicious Mist billowed, and radiant light flowed through the valley, making it seem like a sacred Pure Land.

In the sea of runes behind him, a green lotus appeared. It swayed gracefully, and one by one, mysterious characters flew out from within it.

This was the Heaven-Tier Treasure Art created by Little Dream God Lotus, and it was also the only complete Treasure Art Su Ye currently possessed.

His other Treasure Arts—including the Wind-Chasing Sparrow Treasure Art, the Willow Deity Method, and the Divine Script Precious Technique—were all incomplete.

Although Su Ye had comprehended the Willow Deity Method in the Divine Temple, he had only grasped part of it. At his current level, even with the Heaven's Eye, fully comprehending that supreme Treasure Art was impossible.

Of course, with his current strength, he likewise wasn't qualified to comprehend a complete Heaven-Tier Treasure Art. But Little Dream God Lotus, the creator of this Heaven-Tier Treasure Art, was right there with him. Comprehending the complete art would be effortless.

Su Ye had originally planned to cultivate the Divine Script Precious Technique, but after what had happened earlier, he decided to put that aside for now. First, he would completely master the Great Dream Lotus Technique created by Little Dream God Lotus, using it to strengthen his Mental Power.

The Treasure Art created by Little Dream God Lotus wasn't called the Little Dream Lotus Technique. It was called the Great Dream Lotus Technique. As for why it wasn't called "Little," but "Great"—

Maybe because it was great.

The Great Dream Lotus Technique was a mental Treasure Art, and its main means of attack was mental assault. Its core was to condense a single Origin Rune.

Simply put, it condensed an Origin Rune, then used that rune as its core to form a mental domain.

The stronger the Origin Rune, the more powerful the Treasure Art. What's more, this art could merge with heaven and earth. Everything within its domain might seem illusory, but it wasn't a dream. It was half-real and half-fantastical.

Turning the illusory into the real, and the real into the illusory.

If someone was killed within the mental domain, the effect would carry over into the Reality World. But an illusion was still an illusion. As long as one could keep one's true self intact, one wouldn't die.

Put simply, the principle behind this art was somewhat like hypnosis. It could directly affect the self buried deepest in a living being's consciousness. Once the self believed it had died, then even if the real body was uninjured, the person would still die when their Divine Soul perished.

But deep in every living being's consciousness was a longing for life and a fear of death. That made it difficult to convince someone they were dead. Still, one could make them believe they were injured, or unable to use their power, or that they were no match for their opponent, and so on.

In Su Ye's previous life, quite a few master hypnotists had done similar things. They hypnotized people into believing their hands were broken. Of course, those people's hands weren't actually broken, but after being hypnotized, they couldn't lift them—or even feel them.

That was the influence of the self.

Though Little Dream God Lotus's Treasure Art wasn't hypnosis, all paths led to the same destination. Its principle was the same: directly influence a living being's self-awareness.

Of course, the Great Dream Lotus Technique's power didn't end there. That was merely its most basic power. Its most fundamental core was the Heaven-Sacrificing Dance.

The core of the Great Dream Lotus Technique was the Heaven-Sacrificing Dance. Through the sacrifice to Heaven, one could take control of heaven and earth's power and become its sole ruler.

Communicating with heaven and earth wasn't as easy as simply wishing to do so. It required a special ritual, and that ritual was the Sacrificial Dance, the Heaven-Sacrificing Dance.

But dancing?

He'd sooner die than dance.

He wasn't afraid he'd dance badly. He was afraid he'd dance too well, making his enemies feel so ashamed of themselves that they'd surrender on the spot.