From the Carp that Brings Children to the Celestial Officials

Chapter 404 Awakening from a Big Dream
"Alas, it's been a long time! We're finally leaving."

"Yes, it's been a thousand years. I can hardly remember what I looked like a thousand years ago."

"It's so frustrating. Our whole group has become a laughing stock this time."

As a thousand years draw to a close, amidst a peaceful and harmonious social atmosphere, there are still quite a few people displaying inappropriate excitement and ecstasy.

The cultivators who participated in the trial were naturally happy, because they could finally be freed from facing that old monster.

Even though many people thought they had developed excellent self-control over the past thousand years, smiles still rose from the bottom of their hearts at this moment.

They have suffered so much over the past thousand years!
Especially in the first five hundred years, after awakening their memories, they were basically besieged every day and killed time and time again. Being able to live past thirty was considered a long life.

The fact that they weren't driven mad under these circumstances speaks volumes about their mental fortitude.

"The first thing I'll do when I get out is teach that bastard You Ming a lesson!"

Some people, feeling that they had finally seen hope, became much bolder.

These people's words resonated with many others.

Those who can participate in this Yellow Millet Trial must be at the [Trial of Tribulation] level or even lower; those cultivators in the upper three realms would look down on these.

In most people's minds, the reason why You Ming was able to suppress them in the dream was simply because he took advantage of the rules of this world.

If it really comes down to a real fight, this guy is definitely no match for us.

"This time, the dream of wealth and glory has turned into a lose-lose situation for all three parties."

"Life is truly unpredictable."

"You Ming truly lives up to his reputation as a disciple of the Taiwei lineage. Even though I was just trying to influence him, I still suffered such a backlash from fate."

Among the crowd, a woman whose face was always covered by a veil had a hint of loneliness flash in her eyes.

This time, there were no winners.

These disciples of the immortal sects failed the trial and were naturally losers. They had orchestrated the "Dream of the Yellow Millet," but it had only backfired, and they would certainly be held accountable by the Taiyi Heavenly Palace later.

As for You Ming, because his spirit was too strong, he did not awaken for a full thousand years, and forcibly cultivated a powerful personality for himself.

Once awakened from the dream, this personality will inevitably influence its primary personality, resulting in a significant loss.

What worries the woman most is that although she intended to please You Ming, the outcome has been extremely negative, and she doesn't know if it will displease Daoist Taiwei.

Even if she doesn't show any malice, someone who controls one-ninth of the Heavenly Dao is enough to give you a hard time.

"We can only take one step at a time."

She sighed. She thought that with the inheritance of the Mirage Dragon, she was the most outstanding among the dragons, but in the eyes of the top beings in the world, she was just a slightly stronger ant.

Just as she was feeling sentimental, suddenly, her vision blurred, and she vaguely saw a grand and magnificent banquet, where figures were drunk and countless servants and maids were coming and going.

"Finally... I'm waking up..."

Not only her, but almost all the extraordinary people saw the banquet.

Because they had not yet fully escaped the dream, the banquet seemed unfamiliar at first glance. But after a moment's thought, they remembered that before entering the dream world, they had all participated in the river god's banquet, drinking and making merry.

"Hmm... that's not right..."

"Wait, what's going on..."

"By Taiwei... Xiaolong knows his mistake and dares not offend fate."

Just as everyone was about to wake up from their dream world, suddenly, they felt everything blurry for a moment, and the dream, which had been gradually fading, became stable again. The woman, on the other hand, seemed to have suffered a great shock, making terrified noises and even kneeling down to beg for mercy.

"It seems like we can't get out!"

And it wasn't just her; everyone else was also horrified to discover that they seemed to be trapped in this world!
how can that be!

If they can never get out, they will become like the living dead.

This is simply unacceptable to cultivators who have painstakingly cultivated to the [Tribulation] level.

……

The world is vast and boundless, and I sail alone in my boat.

You Ming sat at the bow of the boat, the snow was falling, the world was silent, and only the river water gently lapped against the boat.

You Ming has seen this scene for hundreds of years.

In his last few centuries, he was lonely and had lost all interest in interacting with ordinary people.

He avoided all power and wealth, things that were readily available, as if they were something he couldn't get his hands on.

On the contrary, it was things that he could never touch that he was completely absorbed in.

For example, immortality, and the secrets behind this world.

On this day, You Ming was fishing as usual, and at the same time, he activated his spirituality, preparing to "download" some more information from the Heavenly Dao.

He had experienced this kind of day countless times.

But today, he suddenly felt something was different.

At the moment his spiritual awakening, he felt as if a series of illusions appeared before his eyes.

The lights were dazzling, glasses clinked, and the music was melodious. It was a real banquet, with swaying figures and echoing laughter, yet it seemed as if separated by a thousand layers of water, both blurry and clear.

For a moment, he couldn't even tell whether these memories were appearing before his eyes or directly in his brain.

He felt as if a crack had suddenly been opened in the depths of his mind, in a memory that had slumbered like a stubborn rock. The outer layer of the rock peeled away, and long-sealed light seeped out from the crack.

"The river god's feast...a fleeting dream."

You Ming's memories, which had been sealed away for a thousand years, immediately began to resurface.

The dream of wealth and glory is coming to an end, and his sealed memories are beginning to unseal, but this is causing his thoughts to become somewhat disordered.

After all, his total age in both his previous and current lives was only a little over fifty, but in the dream of wealth and power, he lived for a full thousand years with a different personality and a different mindset.

This naturally created a conflict between two strong forces in Youming's mind.

You Ming's thoughts began to become confused. He couldn't distinguish which was himself and which was an illusion, nor did he know which side was real and which side was false.

At this moment, his spirituality was still budding and expanding in the dream world. In the instant when light and shadow intertwined, that wisp of gray gas reappeared before his eyes.

It drifts aimlessly, like smoke or mist, sometimes there, sometimes not.

At this moment, You Ming suddenly understood.

He finally understood why this power felt so familiar—it was the power of the Mirage Dragon! His own Great Dao Landscape, the Mirage Tower, was said to be a remnant of the Mirage Dragon's power.

(End of this chapter)