You Dream of Cultivating Immortality Every Day, but You're Just a Cowherd

An hour passed quickly.

Lin Hao rose to his feet somewhat reluctantly.

He looked at the four doors before him and tried sensing them with spiritual energy, but unfortunately, it was useless.

The doors seemed to cut off all spiritual energy, and spiritual energy could not affect them either.

As expected of a mystic realm—it truly was extraordinary.

"Four doors. I have to choose one eventually, so this one it is."

After hesitating for a moment, Lin Hao finally made his choice.

He opened the door, and then... there was nothing inside.

[Fresh Brand Air Purifier—empty, empty, empty! Clean, clean, clean! Mom, I want a Fresh Brand Air Purifier!]

Well, even if there was nothing inside, the production crew would still cram in an advertisement.

It was like watching ads to unlock the plot.

Still, that slogan sounded oddly familiar.

Elsewhere.

Shen Yunfei did not have Lin Hao's good luck.

He had opened two doors in total.

Behind each one lurked a ferocious beast.

What was playing out in his livestream?

It was a real-life version of Wu Song Fights the Tiger!

It was enough to set viewers' blood boiling.

Even if he went in with a sliding kick, he would have to slide for quite a while before he could kill one.

For a dignified "late-stage Qi Refinement cultivator" to be in such a miserable state was rather embarrassing.

But the viewers loved it.

If they liked it, then the worlds behind the doors would be adjusted to suit their tastes.

Even if there were no ferocious beasts, there could still be ferocious beasts.

Lin Hao had the highest popularity, so he was specifically used for advertisements.

Shen Yunfei, meanwhile, was all about passion and excitement.

It was simply perfect.

Ever since the Green Willow Mystic Realm instance had been launched, the show's viewership had soared all the way upward.

"I hope the next one isn't a ferocious beast."

Leaning against the body of a ferocious beast, Shen Yunfei sighed.

A mystic realm truly was worthy of being called a mystic realm. With his cultivation, he could only barely defeat these ferocious beasts.

[Director Team: The audience is tired of watching battles with ferocious beasts. Prepare Plan Two. Target: Shen Yunfei.]

[All Departments: Received.]

Another hour passed.

Lin Hao continued running advertisements, but after Shen Yunfei opened a door, everything changed.

First, he lost consciousness.

Then he discovered that he had somehow appeared in a small mountain village.

He was lying on a bed when a woman entered from outside and called him Gou'er.

Gou'er???

Had he transmigrated again?

Lying on the bed, Shen Yunfei fell completely silent.

Just moments ago, he had been in the mystic realm. He was one of the Azure Mountain Sect's outstanding outer disciples. He was a Qi Refinement cultivator.

Was this a dream, or had he transmigrated?

"Gou'er, why aren't you up yet? The sun is already high in the sky. Look at you—what young man is as lazy as you? No wonder you can't find a wife."

The nagging in his ears made Shen Yunfei restless and irritated.

"Wasn't I in the Green Willow Mystic Realm? Didn't I just kill a ferocious beast?"

Looking at the old woman before him and the surroundings, Shen Yunfei muttered under his breath.

Then... he was slapped across the face.

"A ferocious beast, my foot! Daydreaming again! You're just a cowherd, always dreaming of cultivating immortality. Do you really think you can cultivate? Get up and tend the cows!"

The old woman slapped Shen Yunfei, leaving him dizzy and disoriented as she sternly scolded him.

"I'm not..."

"You're not what?"

"You..."

"You what!"

Dreaming about cultivation every day?

It was all fake?

He could not cultivate?

Everything he had experienced before had been fake?

He was just an ordinary cowherd?

At that moment, Shen Yunfei began to doubt himself.

The comments exploded with laughter.

[All I can say is that this move by the director team is pretty interesting.]

[Honestly, I want to see Lin Hao enter this "illusion" too. Hahahahaha, watching Shen Yunfei look so lost is making me want to laugh.]

[Other livestreams have people entering illusions too. Seriously, it's hilarious. Their cultivation was fake to begin with, and now their Dao hearts have completely collapsed.]

[As for the sheer contrast, this is my favorite kind of thing to watch. Hehehe.]

[That slap was real. This is the first time anyone has dared to slap Shen Yunfei in the face. He's an outstanding outer disciple, after all. Hahahahaha.]

The effect was excellent.

This illusion was remarkably ingenious.

Of course, this was not the so-called Green Willow Mystic Realm. It was a village the director team had set up nearby to cooperate with the assessment.

Driven out of the house by his mother, Shen Yunfei led a cow by the rope, his expression dazed.

With a wave of his hand, he tried to infuse spiritual energy into his attack and cut down the tree in front of him.

But a breeze passed by, and nothing happened.

It seemed that his past memories might really have been a dream.

Shen Yunfei muttered to himself, unable to accept it for the moment.

"Oh? Isn't this Shen Gou'er? Why are you up before the sun has even set today?"

Along the road, some villagers working by the fields saw Shen Yunfei leading the cow and mockingly called out to him.

The others by the fields burst into laughter.

He did not answer. He simply did as his mother had told him and went to tend the cow.

He wandered about in a daze.

He was not a cultivator?

He was just a cowherd?

It was all a dream?

Heh. It was all a dream!

In a patch of grass.

Shen Yunfei leaned against a tree, lost in thought. The cow was tied to the tree, free to graze.

Who knew how much time had passed.

"No! I have two sets of memories! Even if it were a dream, it couldn't possibly be this clear."

Suddenly, Shen Yunfei thought of something and sprang to his feet.

He rolled up his sleeves and lifted his clothes, only to find that the wounds from his battle with the ferocious beast were still there.

That was right!

None of this was a dream!

His injuries were still there—how could it be a dream!

He had been so thrown off earlier that he had forgotten about his physical condition.

[Holy shit? Did Shen Yunfei just attain enlightenment?]

[The director team's fake effects still aren't good enough. Technology just isn't advanced enough.]

[This guy is way too dumb. Did he take too much of that "knockout drug" before? Did something go wrong with his brain?]

[When you see this message, you have actually been asleep for twenty years! We used technology to send this message into your dream. But we don't know what form it will take in your dream. So wake up quickly—we're all waiting for you to awaken!]

"It must be an illusion trial! It even suppressed my cultivation—no wonder!"

Having suddenly understood, Shen Yunfei became excited at once.

Since it was an illusion, there had to be a way to break it.

After peacefully tending the cow until sunset, he spent those several hours figuring out how he could wake up.

Night fell.

After dinner, Shen Yunfei said nothing and returned to his room.

He took a kitchen knife from his robes, its blade flashing continuously.

Clang, clang, clang.

Clang, clang, clang.

That was right, he was sharpening the knife!

Breaking an illusion?

Simple.

One slash, and whatever illusion it was would disappear.

The simplest and most direct method.

All that could be said was that the director team's brainwashing was too effective.

It made Shen Yunfei pick up a knife.

Now it was the director team's turn to panic!

This was a variety show!

Anything was fine except someone dying.

Though even if someone died, it would not really be a problem—their wealthy backers could handle it.

But that old woman was one of the backers' mothers!

She had come to experience life!

She was only making a guest appearance.

If an acting experience turned into an experience of becoming a corpse, who could they complain to?

[Director Team: Immediately! Right now! Knock Shen Yunfei out! Send him back to the mystic realm!]

The director team gritted their teeth as they watched the livestream, forced to end the illusion.

"Boring."

Gu Yuan, who floated in the director's room and appeared and disappeared like a ghost, watched the flustered director team with waning interest.