Perfect World: I Am Eternal

Chapter 358 Dream Pill

The mountains and forests are serene, the morning light is dappled, the purple bamboo sways, and auspicious air rises.

This is where Qingyao lives. It is very quiet and peaceful, a secluded little world, a rare Taoist retreat.

Ahead, in that bamboo grove, there are several thatched huts, simple and rustic, blending into nature.

On the shore of the lake, the water is crystal clear, reflecting the brilliance of the stars, and the bright moon seems to be the Milky Way fallen to earth.

Qingyao stood there calmly, her clothes fluttering, her skin as white as jade, but she looked somewhat desolate and lonely.

"Pretty sister, is there something you can't let go of?" Lin Fan walked over, not unfamiliar with the place at all, but rather quite familiar with it.

"Why do you say that?" Qingyao glanced over, her beautiful eyes brimming with tears, her voice melodious.

"The Grand Elder of the Immortal Academy said that you have an obsession in your heart, and the shackles are hard to break. Otherwise, you should have stood at the pinnacle of humanity and become a supreme being long ago," Lin Fan said.

He came from Xiang Zhili and learned a lot. In the path of cultivation, there are always some special hurdles.

As the final realm in the human realm, the Supreme Realm requires various stringent conditions to be met in order to transcend it.

This is why, since ancient times, it has been rare to see a supreme being under five hundred years old; they need the passage of time to be refined and perfected.

Of course, it is also related to the current system, which is too dependent on heaven and earth, and emphasizes following the natural way and coexisting with all things.

Unlike the secret realm methods of later generations, which only require an invincible heart to fight against heaven, earth, and man, and can be mastered by passing the tribulation of lightning.

As the saying goes, "Man who can cover the sky, soul who can cover the sky, if you're not convinced, then fight him, the victor is emperor!"
"Love is hard to extinguish, attachment is hard to scatter; one thought can sever it, another can bring it back..." Qingyao murmured, with endless sighs.

The next moment, Lin Fan saw her obsession fly out of her body, turning into blurry shadows that circled around her.

Lin Fan was surprised as he looked at the branding marks, which were mostly about a man with his black hair flying and an incomparably handsome appearance.

What surprised him most was how much that person resembled him; he was even eight-tenths as handsome as him.

Soon, he realized that it was the Devouring Demon Emperor, a man that the beautiful woman longed for.

"I can never forget it..."

Qingyao sighed and used her secret techniques and great magic to forget the man's figure, which became blurred, but a bitter feeling remained deep in her heart.

Sure enough, in that brief moment of distraction, her obsession resurfaced.

A thought arises, then dissipates, then reappears; in the end, breaking free from ingrained attachments only sows the seeds of even deeper thoughts.

Lin Fan was taken aback. Did becoming a Supreme mean severing all attachments and becoming a being without desires and in harmony with the Dao?

In his opinion, that's not necessarily true!
Throughout history, which supreme being, after attaining enlightenment, truly became a heartless person, still retaining the seven emotions and six desires?

Especially when faced with a life-or-death crisis, they also feel fear, and may even abandon their former principles in order to survive.

For example, some traitors and scoundrels in Jiutian.

In addition, the Supreme Being who created the Heaven-Mending Secret Realm was more devoted than gold, and lived his entire life to save his Daoist partner.

Was his obsession not deep enough? He still became the supreme being.

"Beautiful sister, letting go is not forgetting. The way of nature is about a clear mind. If you feel that you can stand at the pinnacle of humanity, then you are the supreme one," Lin Fan whispered.

This is like killing to protect life, or cutting off karma without killing people. You can decide whether it's good or evil.

"Letting go is not forgetting... The heart's direction is not bound by emotions, nor trapped by them..."

Qingyao muttered to herself, her feelings a complex mix of emotions: sighs, melancholy, guilt, and disappointment.

Her obsession runs too deep; it can't be resolved with just a few words.

"Here, take this. I hope it helps."

Lin Fan took out a golden pill with a fragrant aroma. One sniff made his head spin, and he felt like he was about to fall asleep. "This is…" Qingyao asked, puzzled.

"A great dream returns to its source, forgetting worries and relieving sorrows—the Dream-Sorrow Pill, once ingested, allows one to have a very long dream, in which one can see the people or things one desires."

Lin Fan explained that he obtained this from the Grand Elder of the Immortal Academy.

It is said that this elixir is extremely precious and rare in the world. It comes from an ancient immortal site, and there is only one of its kind.

Not long ago, when the old man took it out, he was heartbroken and kept saying that he would make a certain palace compensate him double in the future.

"Beautiful sister, according to the Grand Elder, there's a chance that taking this elixir will cause someone to never wake up, forever trapped in the past. Be careful..."

However, before Lin Fan could finish speaking, Qingyao had already taken the Dream-Soothing Pill, smiled at him, and turned to go back to her cave to sleep.

Lin Fan: "..."

……

A month later, Qingyao still hadn't woken up. She sat motionless in the thatched hut, as if petrified.

"Elder, is there something wrong with your pills? Why hasn't he woken up yet?" Lin Fan asked worriedly, looking at the gray-robed old man beside him.

"That shouldn't be the case. When I bought it, they said it would wake up within seven days at the earliest, and no later than half a month. Now..."

Xiang Zhili read it softly, but he couldn't figure it out and was full of doubt.

Upon hearing this, Lin Fan's face instantly darkened. In his anxiety, he disregarded the fact that the man was a Supreme Being or a senior expert and directly questioned him.

"Old man, you're playing me! Didn't you say the pills came from an ancient immortal ruin? How come you bought them now?" he said indignantly.

The rest of the Patching Heaven Sect members present were shocked, their backs soaked with sweat. This kid was too bold; how dare he speak to the Supreme Being like that?

"Ahem, Xiao Fan, watch your words..." The Lord of Patching Heaven coughed lightly, offering a reminder.

But Lin Fan didn't care about all that and said, "You have to give me an explanation today, or when I go to the Nine Heavens, I'll smash your Immortal Academy with the Reincarnation Disc!"

The Grand Elder of the Immortal Academy was stunned, his old face a mixture of amusement and exasperation; he had never been threatened like this before…

Like father, like son!
As for the people around them, they were terrified and startled, fearing that the Supreme One would make a move at any moment.

"Brother Dao, are all the disciples here so fierce and courageous?" Elder Butian Dao transmitted his voice.

The Lord of Patching Heaven: "..."

However, to everyone's surprise, the old man in gray remained calm and did not seem to care about the other party's rude behavior. Instead, he spoke up to explain to Lin Fan.

"I did buy the pills, but they were quite valuable. I used a divine herb and some rare celestial treasures to purchase them, originally intending to give them to one of my disciples..."

"You didn't buy fake medicine, did you?" Lin Fan asked suspiciously, somewhat disbelieving.

"I already told you about the effects of the medicine. If someone is immersed in a dream, there is a chance that they will never wake up. And... this medicine is also related to you."

"Me?" Lin Fan frowned, seriously suspecting that the old man was trying to shirk responsibility.

The old man remained silent, for he had not refined the elixir himself, nor did he know the recipe; it came from the Holy Emperor's Palace.

"Is there a way to forcibly wake someone up?" Lin Fan asked.

After thinking for a moment, Xiang Zhili said, "I'm afraid that won't work. If we forcefully intervene, it will leave an incurable wound on the person's primordial spirit."

"What should I do?" Lin Fan asked, troubled.

"If all else fails, take her to the Nine Heavens and find the Supreme Being who refines pills. That person cultivates the Dao of Dreams and can make thousands of cultivators fall asleep with a wave of his hand, dying painlessly and without feeling in their sweet dreams."

At this point, even the Grand Elder of the Immortal Academy was somewhat wary.

(End of this chapter)