To the familiar strains of a violin rondo, Xia Lun returned to his Personal Space.
After several expansions using Memory Points, his Personal Space had become quite roomy and much more comfortable.
But he did not linger. He strode toward the hazy Memory Fruit flickering nearby like wildfire and reached for the golden fruit.
[Cold Weapons—Polearms (Master 25%)] [Source: Slaughter (Forgotten Saint "Guewen")] [Memory category: Specialization Memory] [Available memories: 4,876/5,000 (2,926/3,000 after enhancement by the Specialty "Erudition")] [Dream entry requirements: Agility at least 18, Perception at least 20, Intelligence at least 16!] [Note: As your Cold Weapons Specialization increases, you can complete this Specialization Memory quickly.]
Without hesitation, Xia Lun grasped the golden fruit. With a muffled pop, it dissolved like golden watercolor and spread across his vision.
In a daze, the scenery around Xia Lun changed.
The illusory boundary vanished, replaced by a gray sky. The black stone floor disappeared too, and beneath his feet
was the gnarled burl of an ancient tree.
Power welled up within him. He gripped the heavy Elmwood Great Spear. Beneath the gray sun, Flint Dragons
spread their wings and soared freely through the sky. They blotted out the sun, casting deep shadows among the towering ancient trees.
"Fishing all the time gets boring." Xia Lun rolled his shoulders, then lowered them, tucked in his elbows, and pointed his spear at the Flint Dragons overhead. "Time to challenge a tough opponent! I'll get my Spear Technique to Master Level in this dream!"
He raised his head and shouted to the sky. His voice echoed among the branches and clouds. The next instant, the mist billowed apart, and a massive Flint Dragon dove at him without a sound!
Xia Lun stamped the ground and narrowly slipped out of its path, then thrust at