Druid Fairy

Chapter 110 Emerald Dream
The Holy Sect of No Life, the Palace of the Nine Netherworlds.

This place is shrouded in darkness, perpetually enveloped in black fog.

The temple was built from an unknown black boulder, and on the stone walls were carved eerie reliefs depicting thousands of believers kneeling in devout worship, ultimately offering their flesh, blood, and souls to a faceless deity.

In the center of the main hall, instead of a luxurious throne, there was a lotus platform made of piled bones.

On the lotus platform sat a young man dressed in a snow-white robe.

He looked to be no more than twenty years old, with a face so handsome it was almost otherworldly. His long, jet-black hair was casually draped over his shoulders, and his skin was deathly pale. His eyes were closed, his expression serene, like a jade statue untouched by the world.

However, upon closer inspection, one would notice that the space around him was slightly distorted, as if it could not withstand the enormous and terrifying power within him.

This person is the current Holy Master of the Wusheng Sect, the reincarnation of the "Wusheng Old Mother" mentioned by Zhao Wu.

"Click..."

A soft yet incredibly clear cracking sound broke the deathly silence of the hall.

Beneath the Holy Lord's lotus throne, among a row of neatly arranged soul lamps, the one on the far right, representing the soul lamp of the White Lotus Envoy Zhao Wu, shattered without warning, turning into dust.

On the lotus platform, the handsome young man slowly opened his eyes.

There was no trace of human emotion in him, only an abyss-like indifference and a coldness that looked down upon ants, as if all things in the world were illusory in his eyes.

"Zhao Wu is dead."

His voice was like ice from ten thousand years ago, causing a black-robed protector standing below the hall to instantly feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He knelt down with a "thud," his body trembling like a leaf.

"Holy... Holy Lord, please calm your anger!"

The black-robed protector didn't dare to raise his head, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

He knew the young sage's temperament well; seemingly calm and composed, he was actually capricious and ruthless.

The Holy Lord ignored his fear and simply extended a pale, slender hand.

On the palm of his hand lay a dark brown fragment, exactly the same as the one Li Pingcan had obtained.

This one, however, was not stained with any blood, but the corrupting power emanating from it was a hundred times more concentrated than the one on Zhao Wu's body.

"The 'White Lotus Inheritance' that I left on Zhao Wu has also disappeared."

The Holy Lord's tone remained calm, but the temperature in the hall suddenly dropped. The black-robed protector felt as if his blood was about to freeze, and even breathing became extremely difficult.

"He was able to kill Zhao Wu, and he was also able to erase the aura of the 'White Lotus Inheritance' right under my nose..."

A flicker of interest finally appeared in the Holy Lord's otherwise emotionless eyes. "When did such a person emerge from such a poor and remote place as Yunshui County?"

Upon hearing this, the black-robed protector said in a trembling voice, "Reporting to the Holy Lord, I suspect that this matter may be related to two newly promoted officials in Yunshui County. These two are named Li Pingfu and Li Ping'an, and they are brothers."

"Li Pingfu is the newly appointed county magistrate, whose martial arts cultivation has reached the Innate Realm. Since taking office, he has repeatedly cracked down on the peripheral forces of our sect with strong methods. His younger brother, Li Ping'an, is even more capable. I don't know what method he used, but he was able to find out the connection between the Zhou family and our sect. With the help of the government, he uprooted the Zhou family overnight."

"Oh?"

The Holy Lord chuckled coldly, a cruel yet playful smile curving his lips. "Two brothers, one a scholar and the other a warrior, one a primordial martial artist and the other a rising star in the officialdom... They sound just like those so-called chosen ones in storybooks."

He paused, his voice suddenly turning cold, and the chilling killing intent made the entire Nine Nether Palace tremble.

"It's a pity they shouldn't have blocked my way, and even less should they have touched my things."

He slowly stood up, and from his seemingly thin body erupted a terrifying pressure of the late stage of Qi Refining. The black mist in the entire hall surged wildly, emitting a sharp whistling sound.

"Issue my decree!"

The Holy Lord's voice resounded throughout the entire Nine Nether Palace.

"Order Black Lotus and Green Lotus to proceed to Yunshui County immediately. I don't care what methods they use, within three days, I want to see the heads of the entire Li family hanging above the gates of my sect!"

"Obey...obey!"

The black-robed protector accepted the order with alarm, but his heart was filled with turmoil.

The Black Lotus and Azure Lotus Envoys were the two strongest envoys under the Holy Lord, both top experts at the mid-stage of Qi Refining, and their methods were unpredictable and bizarre. For the sake of a mere Li family, the Holy Lord actually dispatched two of his envoys simultaneously!
What thunderous fury this is!
It seems that this small Li family is about to be completely wiped out by this overwhelming rage.

They're just unlucky; they were blocking the way!
…………

Lingshan, inside the cave.

Li Pingcan was immersed in the wonderful feeling after the breakthrough.

The Divine Martial Realm, the pinnacle of martial arts in the mortal world, brought him a transformative change.

He could clearly feel that his five senses had become incredibly sharp; he could clearly hear the faint rustling sound of an ant crawling by a hundred meters outside the cave.

Its physical body radiated a faint, precious light, and its toughness was such that even ordinary magical artifacts could hardly damage it in the slightest.

The drop of liquid true essence within the dantian contains explosive power, capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks with every gesture.

"To possess such power at the early stage of the Divine Martial Realm, one can only imagine what it would be like at its peak..."

Li Pingcan suppressed the excitement in his heart and began to meditate to consolidate his newly broken-through realm.

His mind sank into a state of clarity, and after an unknown amount of time, when he opened his eyes again, he found that he was not in the cave.

Li Pingcan was taken aback.

He was standing at the entrance of Peach Blossom Village.

The familiar field ridges, the wisps of smoke rising from distant chimneys, even the shape of the old tree in front of my own yard are exactly the same.

But it's too quiet here.

There was no sound, no crowing of roosters or barking of dogs, no children playing, and no laughter of villagers.

The whole world seemed like a painting that had been paused, eerily silent and deserted.

"This is...a dream?"

Li Pingcan was surprised. He tried taking a few steps and felt the texture was real. The bluestone slab under his feet even felt a little cold and damp.

He frowned. Since he began cultivating, he had replaced sleep with cultivation, but that didn't mean he never slept. However, his occasional sleep was extremely sound, his mind clear and rarely disturbed by nightmares.

This dream I had today was quite strange.

He suppressed his doubts, transformed into a nightingale, and began to "stroll" through his dream.

As it flew, the gliding motion of its wings paused.

Not far ahead in Longquan Town, the land presented a sickly, decaying grayness, as if all life had been drained away. A faint, almost imperceptible, smell of decay permeated the air.

This breath...

Li Pingcan's pupils suddenly contracted!
He recognized it all too well! This was the same cold, twisted, and nauseating corrupting power attached to that fragment of the "White Lotus Inheritance"!

He instinctively reached out, wanting to touch that gray, desolate land.

The moment his fingertips touched the edge of that "contaminated area," a powerful, corrosive force surged from his fingertips and into his consciousness!

"Well!"

Li Pingcan groaned, pulled his hand back as if he had been electrocuted, and instantly woke up from his dream!

He sat up abruptly, a fine layer of cold sweat beading on his forehead, his heart pounding wildly.

"what happened?"

He gasped for breath, the cold, sticky sensation from his dream still lingering on his fingertips, incredibly real.

"Something's wrong, something's wrong!"

Li Pingcan's expression became extremely solemn.

This is definitely not an ordinary dream!
Moreover, the polluted aura in the dream was exactly the same as the power on the fragment of the "White Lotus Inheritance".

coincidence?

impossible!
This dream was no accident!

He immediately got up, took out paper and pen, and, relying on his powerful memory, marked all the contaminated locations in the dream on a map.

Longquan Town, Pantao Town, Gunshi Town, Yunluo Town...

As the last dot appeared, he looked at the scattered, seemingly unrelated red dots on the map, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

Lines crisscrossed and eventually formed a huge and twisted prototype of an array!

The core of this formation points to one place—the county government office of Yunshui County!

Li Pingcan gasped, immediately realizing this was the "masterpiece" of the Wusheng Sect. "What a grand scheme! They must have more than one 'White Lotus Inheritance'!"

The Wusheng Sect's plan was far more meticulous than he had imagined. They had secretly buried several "array foundations" throughout Yunshui County, intending to construct a terrifying array covering the entire county and steal the county's fortune in one fell swoop!

The one on the Holy Envoy Zhao Wu was only the most crucial piece, the core responsible for unlocking the county government's geomantic veins.

This discovery is chilling.

To verify his hypothesis, Li Pingcan transformed into a bird, standing atop various mountain peaks, immediately closing his eyes and unleashing a wide-range Druid skill.

[Animal Talk]!
In an instant, his consciousness connected with the birds and beasts surrounding Mount Ling.

"Quack! Quack! The fish in the river in Longquan Town have all been turning belly up lately! And there's a strange smell in the water!"

"Hiss... The snakes in Rolling Stone Valley have become very aggressive, and many of them have bitten each other to death!"

"Squeak! The berries in the forest of Luoyun Town are rotten before they're even ripe. Eating them will give you diarrhea!"

A jumble of conflicting information flooded his mind, confirming Li Pingcan's suspicions.

Those areas that were polluted in the dream indeed showed various ominous changes in the real world.

"The Wusheng Cult must be stopped!"

A resolute glint flashed in Li Pingcan's eyes; he knew he had to take the initiative.

But here is the problem.

As a trump card behind the Li family, could he possibly go to the polluted area to clean up the pollution?

Wouldn't that expose us and be handing the Wusheng Sect food?

You should know that the Holy Lord is at the late stage of Qi Refining. Although we don't know exactly how strong he is, as the leader of a sect, he can't be weak, right?

It would be extremely unwise to fight a late-stage Qi Refining expert head-on.

Wait... a dream?
A bold idea sprouted in Li Pingcan's mind.

Since dreams and reality are interconnected, what if we could purify the pollution within the dream world?
Without hesitation, Li Pingcan closed his eyes again, adjusted his breathing, and this time, he actively immersed his consciousness into the dream world.

…………

It's still that quiet Peach Blossom Village.

Li Pingcan returned to that polluted land once again.

He took a deep breath, and without the slightest hesitation, stretched out his palm and aimed it at the barren land that was constantly emitting black smoke.

This time, he did not use any martial arts essence or activate any magic power, but instead drew upon his most primal and purest power.

"In the name of nature..."

He murmured softly, and a gentle, warm emerald-green light quietly shone in his palm.

[Nature's Divine Grace]!
The divine power of purification, like a miniature sun, illuminated this desolate land.

"Fuck!"

The moment it came into contact with the divine grace, the black pollution hissed and emitted plumes of black smoke, and began to dissolve at a visible speed.

As the pollution was cleaned up, a faint hint of green stubbornly emerged from beneath the once barren black soil.

efficient!

Li Pingcan was overjoyed. As the land in the dream was purified, the pollution attached to the fragment in his arms in the real world was being stripped away at a speed ten times faster than before!
Moreover, a force of feedback originating from the very source of heaven and earth is slowly nourishing his soul through this dream.

His magical power actually improved slightly during the purification process!
"I see……"

Li Pingcan suddenly felt enlightened.

This strange dreamscape, a mirror reflecting the real world yet brimming with the primal power of nature, isn't this...?

A sudden inspiration struck him; a completely new term, accompanied by ancient information from the Druid tradition, suddenly appeared in his mind.

The panel in front of me glowed with light.

You have grasped the connection between reality and dreams, and understood the true meaning of nature and the soul.

You have learned a new skill: Emerald Dream (Level 1)

[Emerald Dream: You can actively enter a spiritual plane corresponding to the real world and cultivate there. In this plane, you can communicate with the spirits of nature, heal the distorted land, and purify the pollution of evil. Your actions in the dream will have a subtle yet profound impact on the real world and will be protected by the natural order.]

The Emerald Dream, a mysterious plane in the Druid tradition that can only be accessed by powerful individuals who have achieved a deep resonance with nature, is now open to Li Pingcan without reservation.

This is an unprecedented and wonderful experience.

His consciousness seemed to transform into countless fine threads, tightly connecting the mountains, rivers, plants, and ever-changing clouds of this dream world.

Here, he is part of nature, and nature is an extension of him.

"So that's how it is. This is the true power of the Druid."

Suppressing his inner turmoil, Li Pingcan did not hesitate at all and decided to move on to his next goal.

His goal was very clear.

Cleanse away the filth and restore order to the source!
The plan to thwart the Wusheng Cult!

With a thought, the surrounding scenery rushed past like a streak of light. This spiritual plane seemed to be perfectly synchronized with his will. After awakening the "Emerald Dream," he could instantly reach any corner reflected in the dream, whenever he wished.

His figure finally stopped in the sky above a desolate town.

This is Gunshi Town, located in the west of Yunshui County.

The Rolling Stones in the dream was even more dilapidated than in reality. The streets were deserted, and the bricks and tiles of the houses had a lifeless, grayish-white hue.

The ancient well in the center of the town constantly emitted wisps of black mist, which distorted and swallowed even the light in the dream.

"The pollution is so strong."

Li Pingcan frowned, slowly lowered his body, stood beside the ancient well, and stretched out his palm, aiming at the churning black mist.

The light of [Nature's Grace] shone once more, unhesitatingly illuminating the source of the filth.

The moment the divine light descended, the shadow that had been looming over the center of the land suddenly twisted and rolled violently, its massive body rising from the ground and transforming into a black shadow several meters tall with no facial features!
The dark figure charged fiercely toward the green light, attempting to crush the light that dared to challenge its majesty!
"Zi la la!"

The light of purification and the power of pollution collided violently in mid-air.

In an instant, the entire dream space trembled violently. Thick black smoke billowed up, clashing with the warm, peaceful, and sacred light.

Li Pingcan felt an extremely cold and malicious force, following the mental link, frantically assaulting his soul, attempting to drag his consciousness into an endless abyss.

He groaned, his face turning slightly pale, but he still stubbornly maintained the operation of [Natural Grace].

Although the shadow was powerful, its strength seemed to be closely connected to the polluted land beneath its feet.

With each inch of land purified by divine grace, the shadowy figure dimmed and its power weakened.

The shadow seemed to sense his intention, and the black mist churned, trying to stop Li Pingcan, but its movements became sluggish due to the loss of power.

In the dream, Li Pingcan's figure was as agile as a flying bird.

On the purified land, withered grass and trees are revitalized, tender green shoots break through the soil, and a life force several times larger than before rises up and merges into this emerald dream.

The mountains and trees that were originally somewhat illusory now seemed more solid, and even the air was filled with the fresh scent of grass and trees.

Li Pingcan felt refreshed and invigorated. The fatigue accumulated during the long purification process was swept away, and his spiritual power even showed signs of improvement.

Li Pingcan's mind cleared instantly: "Purifying the polluted land will not only weaken him, but also strengthen me!"

With this shift in momentum, the scales of victory have begun to tip in his favor!

…………

Meanwhile, inside the Nine Nether Palace.

"puff!"

On the lotus platform of white bones, the handsome and eerie Holy Lord suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood.

For the first time, a look of horror and disbelief appeared on his perpetually cold and unchanging face.

"How can it be!?"

He suddenly raised his head, his deep, abyss-like eyes filled with shock, anger, and confusion.

Just now, he clearly felt that the divine imprint of his soul, which was closely connected to the "Wusheng Daoist Temple" array he had painstakingly set up in Rolling Stone Town over the past decades, had been forcibly erased in a domineering way that he could not understand!
(End of this chapter)