Dreaming for 10,000 years

Chapter 390 One Side

The first light of dawn was breaking, and the mountain mists had not yet dissipated.

Yu Tian sat cross-legged on the rock, surrounded by a faint aura.

The aura was like smoke and mist, shimmering with a faint golden light under the morning sun. He could clearly feel the surging power within him; this was not the power a beggar should possess, but rather the inner energy of a martial artist.

A tear slid down her cheek, glistening in the morning light.

It turns out that dream was all real!
Shi Fei, Sun Wukong, Nie Feng, and that magical book "Take It". Yu Tian suddenly realized that perhaps it was not a dream at all, but an opportunity bestowed by the gods.

He thought of that vast desert, and of every sapling he had planted with his own hands. Although the work was hard, he was able to eat his fill, sleep soundly, and even learn to read and write with Shi Fei.

Compared to the cold world before me, that so-called "illusory" place seemed more like paradise on earth.

"If only I could go again," Yu Tian murmured softly, his voice carried away by the mountain wind.

He wiped away his tears and began practicing the moves he had memorized in his dream. At first, his movements were clumsy, but soon he remembered the suffering he had endured while imitating others in his dream.

The hardships of the past have transformed into his current strength. With each cultivation, the aura within him grows ever more profound, like a stream awakening.

With the power gained, life in the mountains gradually improved as he cultivated.

Yu Tian discovered that his five senses had become unusually sharp. He could hear the sound of squirrels gnawing on pine nuts two zhang away and smell the scent of wild animals carried on the wind.

He began to try hunting, initially only managing to catch rabbits and pheasants, but gradually, even deer and roe deer could not escape his pursuit. His body became strong and robust.

That morning, he discovered a series of enormous claw marks by the stream. Following the tracks, he unexpectedly encountered a large, white-browed tiger in a dense forest.

The tiger was nearly ten feet long, its amber eyes gleaming with ferocity. If it were the old Yu Tian, ​​he would have been terrified out of his wits. But at this moment, he felt his blood boiling and actually went to meet it head-on.

Yu Tian used the moves he had imitated in "Taking It From Here," and although he only had five or six tenths of Nie Feng's lightness skill, it was enough for him to maneuver. After a few dodges, he seized the tiger's opening when it pounced and slashed, and kicked the tiger on the top of its head. The beast let out a wail and collapsed to the ground.

Looking at the tiger's remains, Yu Tian felt a surge of emotion. In just a few days, he had been completely transformed, reaching heights he never dared to imagine before.

Just as he was about to skin and flesh it, a sudden gust of cold wind swept through the forest. A hunched figure emerged from behind a tree, less than five feet tall, with a blue face and fangs—it was a mountain spirit.

Mandrill!

"How dare you!" The mandrill's voice was sharp as the scraping of metal: "This entire hundred-mile stretch of forest is under the jurisdiction of the Cloud Mountain Lord. How dare you hunt the beasts of this mountain at will?"

Yu Tian was startled by the sudden appearance of the mountain demon. He had heard others say that everything in this world has an owner. The great river belongs to the River God, and the great mountain belongs to the Mountain Lord.

Now, the blue-faced, fanged monster claims that all the beasts in the mountains belong to the mountain lord, and he is a little flustered, like a thief caught red-handed.

Seeing the boy's panic, the mandrill sneered, revealing its sharp teeth: "The day before yesterday you hunted a roe deer, yesterday you hunted a deer, and today you even dared to kill the mountain lord's guardian tiger general! Today I will definitely take you to see the mountain lord!" Before the words were finished, the mandrill had already transformed into a black shadow and pounced. Its ten fingers were like hooks, bringing with them gusts of bloody wind. Yu Tian hastily reacted, his sleeve was torn in three places, and his arm was immediately covered in blood.

"Let me explain..." Yu Tian was about to say something when he saw the mandrill pounce on him again!

He didn't have time to say more, and immediately used the movement technique from "Wind God Leg", his figure as elusive as a breeze.

"Kid, you're pretty agile!" The mandrill became interested when it saw that Yu Tian was even more agile than a monkey. It swayed and its speed suddenly increased, so fast that it almost left a trail of afterimages.

But Yu Tian's footwork was unpredictable, and he actually predicted the mountain demon's movements, delivering a powerful roundhouse kick to the mountain demon's ribs.

With a muffled thud, the mountain demon, acting as the messenger of the mountain lord, merely swayed. It possessed skin of bronze and bones of iron, and immense strength; even fierce tigers usually obeyed its commands.

Although Yu Tian's kick was powerful and heavy, it only slightly surprised it: "This kid has a lot of strength, he's quite a character!"

With a swift turn, the mandrill ripped Yu Tian's shirt to shreds with a "rip," leaving several bloody streaks on his chest. Crimson blood beads slid down the boy's muscular physique, glaringly visible in the sunlight.

Although Yu Tian has become stronger, he is still far inferior to the mountain spirits who have cultivated for hundreds of years.

He struggled to defend himself against the mandrill's fierce attacks, realizing that the mandrill was deliberately toying with him.

How many wild beasts are there in the mountains? How many can a boy kill? And would the mountain lord really care about these beasts? The mountain demon is just looking for an excuse to kill this tender-skinned boy for its own amusement!

Unfortunately, the mandrill encountered Yu Tian, ​​who had once imitated Sun Wukong. As his injuries worsened, the power within Yu Tian began to erupt like a volcano!
The mandrill was horrified to discover that the previously unremarkable boy had suddenly experienced a surge in power. It wasn't simply a matter of increased speed; rather, a visible azure aura began to swirl around his legs!
The heavily injured Yu Tian moved like the wind, each movement creating a violent whirlwind that made the entire mountain forest rustle and leaves fly everywhere.

With a loud "boom," Yu Tian delivered a powerful whip kick to the mandrill's chest. The mandrill felt as if it had been charged by a maddened bison; its internal organs seemed to have shifted, and a mouthful of sweet, metallic liquid surged up its throat.

It flew into a rage and opened its blood-red maw to pounce on Yu Tian, ​​only to find in horror that it could no longer keep up with the speed of its opponent!
One kick, two kicks, three kicks, four kicks. The mandrill was beaten so badly that it had no chance to fight back and could only run away with its head in its hands. It couldn't understand how the boy who had just been toying with it had become so strong in the blink of an eye.

If you had told me you were that strong, how dare he come up and cause trouble!

Seeing the situation reverse, the mountain demon made a decisive move, turning to transform into a black wind and escape. Yu Tian, ​​however, was not about to let it go. His legs shone with a bright blue light, and he delivered a spinning kick with a howling wind, striking the demon squarely in the back.

"Ah—" The mandrill let out a shrill scream, its body exploding into a cloud of billowing black smoke, leaving only a few drops of foul-smelling black blood on the spot, which seeped into the soil and made a "sizzling" corrosive sound.

Once the mandrill's aura had completely dissipated, Yu Tian finally couldn't hold on any longer, kneeling on one knee and leaning against a tree trunk, panting heavily. If the mandrill had persisted for even a moment longer, Yu Tian would probably have collapsed from exhaustion first.

Looking at the tiger carcass and black blood on the ground, he felt a mix of emotions. This world had revealed a side of itself he had never shown before.

It turns out that beneath the surface of ordinary life lies such a bizarre and wonderful world.

(End of this chapter)