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Chapter 493: 493, ?Strange Dream, The Sword in the Dream?

Chapter 493: 493, ?Strange Dream, The Sword in the Dream?
 

Lu Xun had never seen such Sword Intent, nor had he ever thought that the Sword Intent of a Sword Cultivator could be so profound.

“Could this be the utmost limit of a real Sword Cultivator?” Lu Xun thought to himself.

Yan Li was observing Lu Xun and found that he was growing more and more fond of this Little Junior Brother.

With “The Sword Qi is Near” in his hands, he looked up at Elder Gui, who was still refining the turtle’s shell, and said, “Little Junior Brother, you can go back to the mountain and rest first, it’s okay to leave it to your Big Senior Brother.”

“Alright.” Lu Xun did not refuse, because he was indeed feeling very tired.

Whether it was the earlier Spiritual Energy Vortex or the subsequent upgrade in Sword Dao, although his cultivation base was improving, he was still somewhat mentally exhausted.

Furthermore, the repeated use of “One Sword” made him even more fatigued.

What was strange was that he was feeling a sense of dizziness.

“As a Great Cultivator at the Eighth Realm, how could I be dizzy?” Lu Xun was a bit puzzled and considered going back to the Small Study to check his character’s state.

Mao Nanbei did not go back to the mountain with Lu Xun, but went to chat with his Big Senior Brother in mid-air.

When Lu Xun returned to his room alone, his eyelids became increasingly heavy.

But before he fell into sleep, he first opened the character panel to check his current state.

“There is no problem.” Lu Xun looked at the character panel, there were no reminders about any specific states, everything was normal.

“Maybe I’m just really tired recently?” Lu Xun was unable to think of any other reasons for the moment.

Looking at his character panel, Lu Xun thought for a moment, then decided to first increase his skill levels.

It’s been a long time since he last upgraded his skills.

Because his character level was too low back then, it seemed unnecessary to level up his skills any further.

Now, things were different. He had reached the Eighth Realm, but his skill levels were lagging behind.

Luckily, the Experience Points needed to level up his skills were not too high. Both “Sword Cultivating Technique” and “One Sword” required a lot of points, but compared to “Unnamed Five Elements Cultivation Method”, they were not that much.

Lu Xun, with billions of Experience Points at his disposal, did not mind spending them on upgrading skills.

He directly spent 120 million Experience Points to upgrade all of his frequently used skills to Level 8.

“That should be enough,” thought Lu Xun.

He decided to keep the remaining Experience Points for emergencies.

With his current strength, unless he encountered a Supreme Lord or the Supreme Lord’s incarnation, he was virtually undefeatable in a one-on-one battle against any of the Foreign Races.

But… it’s always better to be prepared.

After doing all this, Lu Xun could barely keep his eyes open. He laid himself directly on the bed in the shape of a ‘?’, and immediately fell into sleep.

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Lu Xun slept very deeply, and for some reason, he had a very long dream.

The dream was a series of fragmented scenes that gave him an intense sense of reality.

He dreamt of arriving in a forest, rather than by the small stream that he had initially landed in Heavenly Dust.

In the forest, he encountered Ji Li, who was being pursued.

However, instead of encountering a ghost beast that sucked the pursuers into dry corpses, Ji Li was fighting them.

Lu Xun got caught in the crossfire, and Ji Li was seriously injured. They were saved by Murong Yan, who happened to be passing by, and brought back to the Demon Sect.

In contrast to his current life, the scenes in Lu Xun’s dream showed him joining the outer sect of the Demon Sect first, living and practicing the Qi Consumption Technique together with Ji Li, participating in the outer sect’s trials, and the competition together.

And naturally, some feelings developed between the two young people.

Once, while having a barbecue on the outer mountain, they happened to meet Mao Nanbei as she was passing by.

Under the dual attack of delicious food and sweet talks, Lu Xun successfully raised Mao Nanbei’s Favorability and managed to hold onto her.

Mao Nanbei would often come to the outer mountain to eat the food that Lu Xun had prepared, occasionally giving Ji Li pointers on cultivation, while Lu Xun received many Skill Books from her, as well as some Spirit Pills, Magical Weapons, and other treasures.

Time passed, and the inner sect selection started.

Lu Xun and Ji Li both performed well, with Lu Xun taking first place and Ji Li second.

The most surprising thing was that the master himself showed up and chose to take Lu Xun as his disciple.

Ji Li was taken as a disciple by Shen Yan and taught carefully.

Lu Xun then became the Young Elder of the Demon Sect.

Just like now, Mao Nanbei liked to sit on his shoulder and asked him to make food every day.

Ever since he joined the inner mountain, the fragments of his dream became more and more fragmented, and the events he dreamt about became more and more discontinuous.

He dreamt of Big Senior Brother’s battle with the Supreme Lord, resulting in both being severely injured.

Yan Li’s arm was severed.

He dreamt of his master forcibly breaking through to another world, his fate unknown.

He dreamt of Elder Gui paying a great price to mend the sky, his body consumed by the burning of demon blood, and becoming just an ordinary old man with only three days to live.

This old servant was waiting for his master to return home, but he never did.

Fragmented scenes flashed through Lu Xun’s mind, and finally, he fell into an endless darkness.

The surroundings were chaotic and oppressive, giving him a feeling of suffocation.

This feeling, it’s just like one sinking deep into the sea.

No sunlight could reach here.

He couldn’t breathe, he couldn’t see anything around him, and he felt as if his body was continuously sinking.

Right there in the endless darkness, he suddenly felt the presence of three pairs of eyes!

Three narrow eyes!

The entire sky was covered by these three narrow eyes, as if they were the dome of this place!

These three eyes were so indifferent, seemingly devoid of any emotions.

The eyes were hiding an infinite aura, as if they were capable of destroying the heavens and the earth!

The feeling of suffocation became more and more severe, as if death was constantly approaching.

Compared to the three narrow eyes in the sky, Lu Xun, who was continuously falling, seemed like a small speck of dust under the celestial dome.

But it was this speck of dust that swung a sword towards the sky.

A very wild sword swing!

And at this moment, Lu Xun woke up abruptly from the bed.

He found that the black rope on the Sword Sheath was wrapped around his wrist, gently slapping him.

It felt particularly like a gentle hand patting one’s body to comfort during a nightmare.

Lu Xun was covered in cold sweat, and his forehead and the tip of his nose were full of small beads of sweat.

He looked down at the bed and saw a pearl quietly lying beside him.

It was the Pearl of Heavenly Dao!

He had no idea when it had come out of the Sword Sheath.

Lu Xun took a deep breath, calming his emotions.

At this moment, this Pearl of Heavenly Dao was shining with a faint light.

The light was hard to describe, but it appeared incredibly familiar to Lu Xun.

It was just like the sword stroke he made towards the sky in his dream.

— It greatly resembled that Sword light!