"Do you want me to move them here?" Zhu Minglang asked.
God Empress Xuan Ren shook her head and said to Zhu Minglang, "I'm making some arrangements. There's no need to clash with them for now."
"Are you sure you don't want me to stay here and help you get rid of them?" Zhu Minglang asked seriously.
Even though God Empress Xuan Ren's cultivation was high, they were still weak on their side. It would not be easy to get rid of the immortals from Dragon Tail Mountain, especially when Xuan Ren had to consider the integrity of Dragon Tail Mountain.
"I can handle it. If I need your help, I won't hesitate. After all, I'm only in charge of this place on your behalf. You are the master here," Xuan Ren said.
"Alright, but I'd like to know more about Miss Stranded. She's the first believer I've officially accepted," Zhu Minglang said.
"That won't be difficult. I believe you have mastered the ability to judge the three souls in the dream. You can try summoning the god in the dream," God Empress Xuan Ren said.
"Actually, I'm not too familiar with the ability," Zhu Minglang said.
"I'll help you. I'll enter the dream with you," Xuan Ren said.
"Alright."
…
The stranded woman was unconscious for three days. Soaking in the Sea of Void had done a lot of damage to her body.
She was only able to eat on her own on the fourth day.
She slept for an entire day. When night fell, Xuan Ke explained the situation to her. The stranded woman's gaze kept involuntarily looking at Zhu Minglang. Clearly, after the God-servant contract was formed, she also felt this special bond.
"We need you to enter the dream with us and judge the god in the dream," God Empress Xuan Ren said.
"God?? You can judge the gods? "the woman was in disbelief.
"Fu Chen God, inspecting the Heavens and judging the gods is his job. When the time comes, we will need you to confront one of the gods' souls. When the time comes, all you need to do is tell the truth. If you want the god to receive the retribution and punishment he deserves, do it calmly. Otherwise, the statue in the Hall of Dreams won't be able to do it," Xuan Ren said.
"I'll do anything as long as he receives the retribution he deserves!" the woman said.
"What's your name?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"Caiyou," the woman said.
"Caiyou, if you are not ready, we can wait a few more days," Zhu Minglang said.
"No, I'm ready!" Caiyou said with certainty.
Looking at her resolute eyes, Zhu Minglang recalled her perseverance and unyielding spirit when she would rather have her neck broken than to say the name of that god …
"Alright, let's begin." God Empress Xuan Yi said.
God Empress Xuan Kai gently placed her hand on Cai You's forehead.
There was a wisp of fragrance. Following that, Cai You fell into a deep sleep. Zhu Minglang also felt sleepy from the fragrance. He sat on the chair and used his hand to support his head as he slowly closed his eyes.
After God Empress Xuan Ren let Caiyou sleep, she sat on the other side of Zhu Minglang and also supported her head with her hand as she entered the dream.
… …
As expected, the first dream wasn't the dream.
Their dreams were connected through the God Servant Seal. The first one they entered was God Empress Xuan Ren's dream.
God Empress Xuan Yi was in a divine mountain filled with immortal residences. At this moment, she was clearly a young girl in the prime of her youth. She braved the pouring rain and was currently leaping over the towering walls of the pavilion like a free Azure Luan …
A brilliant smile hung on her face, even though her hair and clothes were drenched by the rain.
But all of a sudden, towering mountains rose from the ground one after another, blocking the vast sky she was flying in. Every mountain transformed into a person who stood shoulder to shoulder with the heavens. Those people were either expressionless or stern. They kept repeating the same sentence:
"You must not fail to live up to our expectations of you!"
"You must not fail to live up to our expectations of you!"
Every word was as heavy as thunder from the nine heavens. It was enough to make one's head explode.
These people must be Xuan Jin's family, elders, and masters. Every time they spoke, Xuan Jin would fall. In the end, the romantic rainy day became extremely dark and gloomy. The towering mountains were like the backs of close but unusually cold relatives. Xuan Jin, who was still a young girl, was lost in the forest and trapped by one mountain after another …
She was given high hopes.
At the same time, she felt an incomparably heavy pressure in her heart.
This dream was somewhat depressing. Zhu Minglang didn't expect that Xuan Ren, who was always dressed in a black phoenix robe, would be so mature and calm because of the burdens of her youth.
The dream was like a page of a painting, slowly flipping over.
This time, it was Caiyou's dream. This dream was colorful. Zhu Minglang saw Caiyou wearing a young girl's red robe with a belt around her waist. Her slender waist accentuated her delicate figure. Her hair was tied up high and her posture was upright. She held a red profound bow in her hand.
The two wings of the profound bow were the tail of a phoenix. She had a satisfied expression on her face as she pulled the bowstring again and again. She used the sound of the bowstring to play a lively and interesting rhythm.
As if she found this to be especially interesting, Caiyou found a few other longbows and placed them together.
Caiyou began to play with the string of the longbow as the strings of the zither. Her small mouth also began to hum a tune.
Just as she was getting carried away, a tall figure slowly walked over. When Caiyou saw who it was, she immediately panicked and hurriedly put the longbow back on the bow rack.
"I'm sorry, father. I … I was too playful." Caiyou took the initiative to admit her mistake.
The tall figure was currently holding a large shield. He then hammered the shield a few times with his fist, making a sound similar to the beating of a drum. He laughed foolishly: "If you didn't practice the bow, you would definitely be an amazing zither player … Why aren't you playing? I'm here to help you with the drum!"
"Mother always told me that if the enemy came to our doorstep one day, we can't just play a song and ask them to leave. The only way to chase them away is with the bow and arrow." Caiyou said.
"Hahaha, your mother is always too harsh on you. Don't worry, with your father here, those villains will all be eliminated before they even reach the Purple Star Stockade. You can learn whatever you want. Although your archery skills are also very good and you will definitely become the Goddess of Archery in the future, if you prefer zither strings, you will still bring joy to all of us." The tall figure said.
"Bow and arrow, I like it too."
"Then learn everything. Our Caiyou is a peerless genius. You are very good at everything."
The dream gently flipped over once again. Cai You, who was lying on the bed, had a tear fall from the corner of her eyes as she slept.
… …
The third dream was Zhu Minglang's dream.
The Hall of Dreams was based on Zhu Minglang's dream. He was the real Fu Chen God.
However, Zhu Minglang's first dream was not a Hall of Dreams. He was standing in a forest full of broken and rusted swords, swinging the swords in his hands into the sky again and again. He was not even ten years old in the dream. Each sword was a little too heavy for him. He had to use all his strength to hold them tightly.
Beside Zhu Minglang, there was a young White Dragon. The White Dragon was polishing its claws and practicing diving down from the sky to knock down enemies.
The young Zhu Minglang and the young Bai Qi were both practicing diligently.
Suddenly, from a place that Zhu Minglang could not see, a woman's cold voice was heard.
"Why is the White Dragon still here?"
"Maybe it's lonely. Bai Qi is very obedient. It's been keeping me company when you weren't around," the young Zhu Minglang replied.
"It can't stay here," the woman said coldly.
"Why?"
"It'll cripple your cultivation," the woman said.
"No, no, I didn't sign a contract with it. I won't become a Dragon Herder. Let Bai Qi stay. I'll work harder to practice swordsmanship. I'll succeed, I'll succeed! I'll use the wind as the gravel. I'll sharpen all the rusted swords here. Next time, when Aunt Snow Scar comes back, I'll be able to reach the same level as her, as long as Bai Qi stays with me … "the young Zhu Minglang said in a hurry.
"No, it has to die!" Suddenly, a figure flashed out. The woman held a snow-white sword in her hand and slashed down at the young White Dragon fiercely!
At that moment, Zhu Minglang woke up with a start!
Zhu Minglang was covered in cold sweat. He looked around the room and saw the Divine Empress looking at him in confusion.
This dream …
It was too real.
After all, this scene was in Zhu Minglang's memory.
At that time, Zhu Minglang had begged Zhu Xuehen to let Bai Qi stay. Because of this, Zhu Minglang hadn't left the Abandoned Swords Woods for a whole year, just to reach the level of using the wind as the gravel.
However, for some reason, Zhu Minglang had dreamed of this scene more than once. He dreamed that Zhu Xuehen was about to kill Bai Qi with a single slash, completely cutting off his path to becoming a Dragon Herder.
It was as if Zhu Xuehen really had an incredible ability to travel back in time and forcefully change his fate.
"Your teacher is very powerful," the Divine Empress said softly after a moment of thought.
Zhu Minglang nodded.
He'd realized this a long time ago.
Empress Zhu had died because of the curse of the servant god. The god she served … was most likely Zhu Xuehen.
She and Zhu Xuehen weren't sisters. Empress Zhu was most likely just Zhu Xuehen's servant.
Therefore, Zhu Tianguan had mentioned when the Zhu Sect fell into the Sparrow Wolf God's calamity that there was a god behind the Zhu Sect … but this god was extremely cold and aloof!
"Don't worry about that for now. Let's continue." Zhu Minglang shook his head. He didn't want to think about this complicated matter for now.
"Okay." Xuan Kuai didn't ask any more questions. She simply made a mental note of this woman.
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