Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

It must be said that the witch truly has an extremely rich inner world.

I'm really curious to know what kind of person she is in real life.

As the thought crossed his mind, he looked at the person in front of him.

A cool and aloof woman, draped in a frost-like purple robe, possessed a unique and captivating beauty.

Her purple hair, as blue as sapphire, cascaded down to her waist like a waterfall, resembling a solitary orchid in the night.

In her gaze was a deep purple, her pupils as black as ink, like a dark spring.

Her face was stern, seemingly tinged with a faint sadness, like a statue.

Her nose was high and straight, her eyebrows were slightly raised, and her lips seemed to be gently covered by purple petals.

Her skin was as white as jade, devoid of any color, as cold as ice.

She was tall and graceful, her movements as imposing as a mountain, her elegant steps seemingly as fleeting as dust in the world, carried away by the wind.

Her purple tulle skirt fluttered gently as she danced, as if it were the only color in the world.

Her existence was like the soul of the purple world, silent and mysterious.

Behind her, one can't help but think of a secluded valley in the dead of night, or Xuan Yang Bai Hua Zhou.

Upon closer inspection, her demeanor today was different from usual; her aura was unique and solitary, as free and unrestrained as the wind.

At this moment, she seemed like a purple ghost, lonely yet resolute, calmly wandering through the mortal world.

Even in her dreams, her origins remain a mystery; no one knows her background, and no one can fathom her inner world.

She continued walking like this, a lonely figure amidst the purple hues, wandering alone beyond the mundane world.

In my memory, every time I saw her back, there was a touch of mystery and enigma, with countless stories embedded within, waiting for the right person to discover them.

Fan Zui firmly believed that he was the one destined for him, but after so many years, nothing came of it.

As he opened his mouth, the word "Master" almost slipped out.

He suddenly remembered that the witch had indeed taught him martial arts.

Strictly speaking, calling her "master" wouldn't be a bad thing.

Moreover, don't many of Cao Cao's traitors like to betray their masters and ancestors?

He picked up the elixir and drank it all in one gulp.

Suddenly, spiritual energy surged within his body.

He immediately sat cross-legged and began his cultivation.

The witch watched him quietly from the side.

In fact, over the years, she was well aware of her disciple's ulterior motives.

only……

He sighed inwardly and continued to observe his cultivation.

Before long, Fan Zui finally refined and absorbed the spiritual medicine, and all his injuries were completely healed.

"Thank you, Master. I'm off to cultivate now."

Since the witch hasn't awakened, he might as well go with the flow.

In the dream world, spiritual practice is of utmost importance.

"Wait, today I will test your progress in martial arts."

The two then went to the outdoor training ground.

"Make your move!" the witch said coldly.

At this moment, Fan Zui was at the peak of the Huiyang Realm.

The witch, on the other hand, was at the peak of the Formless Realm.

After a moment's thought, Fan Zui decided not to use the dream rules.

Instead, they will fight against it using their own actual combat strength.

In this way, combat experience can be honed.

The difference in their levels is too great!

Seemingly sensing this situation, the witch compressed her realm the next moment.

Fight against him at the same level.

At the same level, Fan Zui fears no one.

In the cramped room, the two exchanged blows.

Rocks flew everywhere, stirring up clouds of yellow sand that filled the surrounding area.

Where the weapon glided, it left a curved line.

The curtains fluttered in the wind.

Fan Zui's fist flashed with light, his attacks as fierce and precise as a storm.

The witch leaped into the air, her fists flying like shooting stars as she attacked Fan Zui.

The moment their fists and feet clashed, their combined power exploded like lightning, shattering the surrounding houses.

The large bed was also divided in two.

In the end, the two fought to a draw.

The two stood facing each other, their breathing gradually calming down, neither willing to back down.

This battle will ultimately be a draw.

Thousands of rounds, hundreds of moves, flying sand and stones.

After a long time, the two put down their weapons at the same time, looked at each other and smiled.

Both of them knew that this battle was unlikely to end in a draw.

If it were someone else, Fan Zui might have been able to win.

However, the witch seemed to be his nemesis.

They held him tightly at every turn, making escape impossible.

Whether in terms of cultivation or actual combat, the witch is definitely one of the most renowned experts in the world.

Chapter 125 [The Witch's Identity Exposed]

Ultimately, the match ended in a draw.

Fan Zui, however, felt that something was not quite right.

Logically speaking, shouldn't the protagonist always have the upper hand, no matter what?

This is what a real bragging and face-slapping story looks like...

Why is it that when it comes to him, he is suppressed by the witch at every turn?

Not to mention that every time he enters her dream, she inevitably takes advantage of him, and in terms of physical strength, he can't gain any advantage either.

Before this, he could use the rules of dreams to gain the upper hand.

But now, the witch has mastered another rule of dreams, which is suppressing him.

The two were at the same level, yet it was difficult to determine a winner.

That's quite a blow.

"Do you feel disappointed that you couldn't beat me at the same level?"

The witch looked at him with a half-smile.

After this battle, the witch also awoke.

Before Fan Zui could even speak, she had already given her answer.

"To tell you the truth, the fact that you didn't lose to me means you're already very strong."

You probably don't know this, but if we were at the same level, even the former Sword Master wouldn't be my match.

He himself admitted to this. If you don't believe me, you can go back and ask him.

"You want to know my identity in real life? Just ask."

Fan Zui's brow twitched slightly. Really? Even her godfather was no match for her when they fought at the same cultivation level?

Is it so powerful?

"Are you perhaps the legendary female guard?"

Fan Zui suddenly caught him off guard and uttered a single sentence.

Sure enough, the witch was stunned for a moment.

"how do you know?"