These old folks, who have lived for who knows how many years, are all incredibly shrewd.
In other words, they are particularly good at pretending.
Trying to judge someone's thoughts and discern whether their words are true or false based on their facial expressions and tone of voice is simply wishful thinking.
However, nothing in this world is perfect. Since we cannot judge, then there is no need to judge.
Be firm in your beliefs and stick to one path.
Even if it's fake, it can become real.
The old tortoise's shell was extremely hard; if it were outside, Xu Long would have hundreds of ways to force it to submit.
But unfortunately, I'm in a dream now, so many methods won't work.
Xu Long tried to pry it open with his fingers, but found that they were too thick and couldn't be inserted at all.
Xu Long didn't say anything, but Master Roshi started shouting.
"Hahaha! Come on, keep digging! If you can't squeeze any water out, you're my grandson!"
Master Roshi was extremely arrogant, constantly mocking her because of the small size of the cave.
Xu Long sighed helplessly, too lazy to bother with it.
Back in the yard, Piao Guochang and the vixen were still at it.
However, judging from their appearance, they probably won't be able to hold on for much longer.
The soul is so ethereal that it seems like it could dissipate with a gust of wind. Even if you go back now, you'll live a muddled life forever, no different from an idiot.
"Hey kid, what exactly are you trying to do? Let me tell you straight, without Wu Qian... without something as tiny as a toothpick, there's absolutely no way you could have hurt Master Roshi! In this dream, the thinnest thing is the copper pillar connecting the oil lamp base. But I'm sorry to say, my hole is even thinner than that copper pillar."
Master Roshi kept shouting, but the more he did, the calmer Xu Long became.
What does this mean?
This means the old turtle is feeling guilty, and it also means there's something in the yard that can deal with it.
Of course, it's also possible that he was deliberately trying to fool Xu Long.
But it's okay, at most it's just a wasted trip, no big deal, just consider it a stroll.
Although I've been away for a while, the courtyard remains the same as before.
Some were working together in a chaotic frenzy, some were eating and drinking excessively, some were reciting poems, and some were dancing gracefully.
After looking around, Xu Long actually found something good.
This is an oil lamp, an oil lamp that flickers with white light.
Ordinary flames are orange-red or orange-red, gradually turning green and blue as the temperature rises, and only turning white when a certain critical point is reached.
There is no doubt that this oil lamp is unusual, and perhaps it represents a special meaning.
They found two silver chopsticks, used them to hold Master Roshi between their fingers, and then placed him over an oil lamp to roast.
The next instant, a shrill scream rang out.
Master Roshi stretched out his head and limbs, waving them wildly, and quickly retracted them after touching the flames.
"You damned bastard, it's so hot I'm dying! You little brat, even your dad wasn't this ruthless back in the day! It's so hot, so hot, I can't take it anymore! Ahhh, it's so hot, so hot, so hot!"
The voice was sharp and piercing, completely lacking its previous depth.
Master Roshi was rambling incoherently, sometimes cursing, sometimes begging for mercy, and soon he entered a state of madness.
Xu Long moved Master Roshi off the oil lamp and asked teasingly, "Are you behaving now? Are you listening? Still going to curse?"
"You've behaved now, you're obedient, you won't scold me anymore."
Master Roshi was listless and exhausted, as if he had been played with and broken.
"Very well, stick your head out, let's talk."
"If you stick your head out... what if you take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack...?"
Master Roshi was very skeptical upon hearing Xu Long's words.
After all, they've already done something as shameless as roasting a turtle, so it's not impossible for them to do something even more shameless.
"Whatever!"
Xu Long glanced at it and made a move to put it on the fire to continue roasting.
"I'm coming out! I'm coming out! Get me away from that broken lamp!"
Master Roshi quickly cried out, realizing he was about to go crazy.
It has lived for countless years and has seen all sorts of people, including many who are even more shameless than Xu Long.
But being shameless is one thing, but Xu Long is the first person to be so shameless and so calm, so matter-of-fact.
"Actually, I just..."
With the danger averted, Master Roshi regained his composure, slowly sticking his head out as he spoke.
However, at that moment, Xu Long's hand shot out like lightning, firmly grasping Master Roshi's head in his hand.
"You... you have no sportsmanship, bullying an old tortoise like me who's over 30,000 years old..."
"Idiot!"
I don't have time to waste on it, nor am I interested in wasting my time.
Xu Long suddenly exerted force and ripped Master Roshi's head off.
That old tortoise is very cunning and treacherous; if we don't deal with it, who knows what kind of trouble it might cause.
Xu Long is a person who hates trouble, so he decided to nip it in the bud.
"Huh? What's going on?"
After tearing the old turtle's head off, Xu Long intended to throw it away casually.
However, to everyone's surprise, the old tortoise's corpse transformed into a ball of pure energy and entered Xu Long's consciousness.
"This..."
Xu Long was shocked, but then overjoyed.
There was an unexpected bonus!
In order to solidify his consciousness into will ahead of time, Xu Long has been working hard to kill enemies from the Earth Realm in order to obtain Spirit Rhyme.
Originally, killing this old turtle was just a precaution, but little did we know that this old turtle was quite something.
After killing it and absorbing the energy, Xu Long's consciousness began to rapidly change.
It is more refined, more powerful, and has given rise to an indescribable meaning.
Xu Long's changes were all internal and did not affect those around him.
Time seems to have passed for millions of years, yet it may only be a fleeting moment.
When Xu Long opened his eyes again, he found that everything had changed.
It seemed to have inexhaustible strength, boundless energy, and a connection to this world, yet also a complete separation from it.
He sensed a peculiar fluctuation, seemingly both ingratiating and fearful, vague and indistinct, its origin unknown.
"I never expected this old bastard to be such a character."
Xu Long chuckled softly, finding it quite amusing.
What the old tortoise said before was all true, just not entirely accurate.
This world did indeed originate from a dream, but it is not devoid of life; rather, a deviation has occurred.
Normally, the dreams of countless people would come together to give birth to a god related to dreams. Unfortunately, something went wrong, and the god shattered just as it was about to take shape, transforming into a small, incomplete world.
This place possesses unique laws, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, there is a very high chance it can grow into a unique dream world.
The existence of the old tortoise is equivalent to that of the creator god of this world.
Because it was the god who shattered before it could solidify into a physical body; its body became the Dream Realm, its consciousness became a tortoise, and its soul became the Heavenly Dao.
It didn't know the origin of the lame fox, and was ambushed and seriously injured just as it was about to solidify its body, which turned it into its current form.
What happened next was simple: the lame fox somehow gained partial access to the Dream Realm Dream Realm began to constantly pull people into it, extracting power from their souls using various methods.
As for the reasons, they are nothing more than cultivation, weapon forging, and alchemy.
" Hu Chuer Hu Chuer, so you've been here all along."
Xu Long sneered, having learned Hu Chuer's hiding place through the old tortoise's memories.
It was nowhere else but at the bottom of the lake where the old turtle had been.
The lame fox, who gained partial access to the Dream Realm, is incredibly powerful, to the point that, in some respects, it's practically unbeatable.
In the past, Xu Long definitely wouldn't have confronted him directly.
But after devouring the old tortoise, Xu Long successfully condensed his consciousness into will.
Heaven and earth may collapse, but I will not perish; all things may perish, but I will live forever.
This is one of the necessary conditions for achieving the status of Saint, Xu Long had already achieved in the Late Body Integration Stage.
Just like the transformation of the soul, which occurs once in the Innate Stage, once in the Golden Core Stage, and once in the Mahayana Stage, Xu Long had already achieved this when he was at the A-rank.
The difference between having advance planning and not having it is significant.
It's okay if you don't have it, but having it will bring unexpected benefits.
Now is the time to go. Xu Long is very confident that he can go up against Hu Chuer, this half-baked creator.
Upon reaching the lake, Xu Long jumped in without hesitation.
Thump!
The lake water is not actually water, but rather extremely pure soul energy.
All the energy extracted from the souls of mortals gathers here.
Xu Long only entered the Dream Realm with his consciousness and did not discover any clues about the lake.
Only now do I understand the enormity of Hu Chuer's sins.
"It would be too much to not kill you."
With a thought, dense soul energy immediately gathered, enveloping Xu Long's Indestructible Will and forming a new body.
At the bottom of the lake, a three-legged fox is fast asleep.
His fur was somewhat disheveled, and the wound on his leg was very red, as if it had just been torn open not long ago.
The abundant soul energy continuously entered his body, but instead of improving his injuries, it worsened them.
Hu Chuer is cultivating some kind of special magic, intending to completely replace the old tortoise and become the true creator god of the Dream Realm.
He used secret techniques to locate the emerging god and shatter its body.
However, he didn't gain anything from it.
One of its four legs was broken, and a strange force clung to the wound, impossible to remove.
But it doesn't matter. Once he successfully masters the magic, he can completely abandon his physical body and become a true god.
At most, only six months!
No! He won't need half a year, just five months, he'll succeed!
Hu Chuer smacked his lips in his sleep, seemingly dreaming of that day.
They can summon wind and rain, overturn rivers and seas, and are omnipotent.
Everyone knelt at his feet; everyone regarded him as a god.
He can do whatever he wants!
However, a dream is still just a dream, even within the Dream Realm.
Hu Chuer dreamed that a huge mountain fell from the sky and smashed down on him, breaking one of his three legs.
"You son of a bitch! When I become a god, I'll definitely eat you up!"
Hu Chuer muttered to himself, his expression extremely ferocious.
Not long after, another mountain fell from the sky, breaking a leg just like before.
Now, he only has one leg left.
Wow, dreaming within a dream, that's pretty cool!
Xu Long muttered something to himself, then straddled Hu Chuer's head and began to beat him mercilessly.
Punch after punch, kick after kick, until Hu Chuer was covered in cuts and bruises.
After being hit more than ten times, the stupid fox finally woke up.
Feeling the excruciating pain in her body and seeing the stranger riding on top of her, Hu Chuer was instantly enraged.
Who are you to dare challenge the majesty of God!
Hu Chuer roared, giving the impression of a god descending to earth.
However, Xu Long had even killed a true god, so how could he be influenced by this half-baked fellow?
Ignoring the idiot, Xu Long continued his beating.
They beat Hu Chuer until he trembled all over and couldn't help but scream in agony.
"I was wrong, I was wrong, I won't do it again, please forgive me!"
Hu Chuer kept screaming in agony, but Xu Long was used to being heartless.
Keep pounding, keep kicking.
Before long, they beat Hu Chuer's body into a pile of mud.
At this point, the battle should have ended, but Hu Chuer was able to defeat an unformed god and create this Dream Realm; he still has the means to do so.
"Squeak! Awooo!"
The sharp hiss quickly turned into an angry roar, and the pure soul energy in the lake surged wildly, converging towards Hu Chuer's soul.
A dull gray tail grew out from behind its rear end, followed by a second, a third...
In less than ten breaths, the huge lake had almost dried up, and Hu Chuer had grown seven tails.
"What's going on? This soul energy was clearly enough for me to grow a nine-tailed fox, so why is so much less? Why?"
Hu Chuer's face was filled with horror. The more tails there were, the greater the amount of soul energy required for the tails.
The energy required for the eighth tail is the sum of the energy required for the first seven tails. And the ninth tail requires twice the total energy of the first eight tails.
In other words, the soul energy that Hu Chuer prepared was actually reduced by a full 80%.
It's you! It's you!
Hu Chuer's blood-red eyes were fixed on Xu Long, her anger and murderous intent impossible to conceal.
However, anger is often useless. Although some people have spent an entire day in a state of anger, all they can do is remain angry.
Just like Hu Chuer right now!
"Call me your mother!"
Xu Long snorted coldly, grabbed Hu Chuer's tail, and began to whip it wildly.
Bang bang bang!
Hu Chuer's enormous body flew into the air and then crashed heavily to the ground.
Xu Long remained calm and unhurried, swatting at the flies as he went, continuously rotating the pincers.
Bang bang bang!
Snap!
After dozens of consecutive swings, Hu Chuer was completely stunned.
However, he was still a top-tier demon, a master of the Mahayana Stage, so he still possessed the necessary skills.
Hu Chuer out a low growl and actually broke the tail off Xu Long's hand.
I want you...
Hu Chuer stared wide-eyed, but before he could finish speaking, his body flew up again.
"There are still six tails left, keep swinging."
Uninterested in listening to Hu Chuer's nonsense, Xu Long continued his frantic smashing, creating one large crater after another at the bottom of the lake.
This is not a real lake, but a container for the energy of the soul.
Although Xu Long unleashed a fierce barrage of attacks, he failed to damage the lake, only creating a large number of craters.
And as he continued to exert force, these large pits gradually Fusion into an even larger pit.