"Fellow Daoist He, sorry for disturbing you!"
Nan Qiqi looked at He Pingsheng apologetically.
He Pingsheng smiled somewhat awkwardly.
He had just been about to deal with Zhou Qingmei, but before he could lay a hand on her, Nan Qiqi had come running over.
She had specifically called him over for a meeting.
Now, all ten prodigies from the Vermilion Bird Emperor Domain were present.
"It's fine. Go ahead!" He Pingsheng waved a hand.
Nan Qiqi said, "Here's the situation. All five events have now been announced... I have a small request to make of everyone!"
"Of course, before I make that request, let me explain the rules of these competitions!"
"The first is Three Dreams of the Mortal World. I've heard of this event before. Apparently, it was the event held at the last Stone Terrace Gathering!"
"Three Dreams of the Mortal World is actually an enormous formation, activated with at least two cultivators of the Mahayana Emperor Realm serving as its cores. It then draws all the prodigies into the dream!"
"Once inside the dream, everyone will forget their identities. Apart from remembering their own names, they'll forget everything!"
"You'll forget the treasures you possess, the cultivation techniques and divine abilities you practice, and even the fact that you're a cultivator!"
"And within the dream, you'll have a new identity."
"You'll live out your entire life in that dream!"
Everyone listened in astonishment.
He Pingsheng asked, "What's the point of a competition like this?"
Nan Qiqi said solemnly, "There is a point..."
"First... this dream has three layers. In the first layer, time flows a hundred times faster than outside. In the second, a thousand times faster, and in the third, ten thousand times faster!"
"Three Dreams of the Mortal World lasts only three days, but in the