Du Yu frowned. He knew perfectly well that he was dreaming, but no matter what he tried, he could not wake up.
Since that was the case, he might as well see what awaited him ahead.
With that thought, he strode forward.
He had weathered every great wind and wave by now. Even if the Eighteen Levels of Hell lay beyond that door, there was nothing to fear.
Yet before he had taken three steps, he suddenly felt someone shaking him frantically.
Du Yu opened his eyes a little and found all seven of the Seven Outstanding Disciples of the Sage gathered around his bed, watching him anxiously.
"Huh?" Du Yu froze. "Seriously, why is there always a whole crowd around me whenever I wake up? Sure, I'm dead, but you don't have to hold a vigil every time!"
"And you can still joke! Senior Du Yu, you scared us half to death!" Shiranui Asuka said, her face full of worry.
"Scared you half to death?" Du Yu blinked. "Why? What happened?"
Xie Yujiao approached, reached out with a concerned expression, and felt Du Yu's forehead. "He doesn't seem to have a fever..." she murmured to herself.
"No, seriously, what happened? Didn't I just take a nap?" Du Yu looked at them in confusion.
"Yes, you certainly slept soundly, while the rest of us suffered for it," Shiranui Jinkuro said irritably. "It's almost afternoon already. How much longer were you planning to sleep?"
"Afternoon?"
Du Yu sat up in alarm and looked out the window. Sure enough, the sun had already passed its zenith.
What was going on?
Du Yu remembered lying down just after sunset. He had begun dreaming as soon as he fell asleep, and he had taken fewer than three steps in that dream. How had so