Rise of the Wasteland in Cultivation

The first time Leng San spent the night in the ruins, he dreamed of Chenxi. At that time, he suspected that Chenxi had the ability to enter his dream. Now it has finally been confirmed that Chenxi can not only break into his dream, but also break into his sea of ​​consciousness at any time.

This must be related to that blue flame. The woman in black planted the blue flame into her sea of ​​consciousness to prevent herself from breaking her promise, but now it has become a spiritual bond connecting her and Chenxi.

However, this bond is one-way, because only Chenxi can enter his sea of ​​consciousness at any time, while he cannot enter Chenxi's sea of ​​consciousness.

In addition, Chenxi's mental strength was clearly stronger than his own, because she was always holding a pillow, which should also be a manifestation of her mental strength, while Leng San could not do that yet, as his hands were empty. Otherwise, when he was fighting with the female ghost earlier, he would have already grabbed a weapon, instead of scratching and biting like a shrew.

"Chenxi, thank you. You should go back now. I still have some things to take care of." Leng San patted Chenxi's head and instructed her. If he didn't go out soon, Ye Wenrou and the others might try to kill him with knives.

However, Chenxi shook her head and refused to leave. Instead, she took Leng San's hand and walked forward.

Just as Leng San was filled with doubt, the scene before him suddenly changed. A lone lamp hung in mid-air, its faint light illuminating a small area. Leng San and Chen Xi stood within this small area, beyond which lay endless darkness, so dark that one could not see their own hand in front of their face. From within that darkness came terrifying howls from time to time, sometimes like the roars of a horde of corpses, sometimes like the wailing of ten thousand ghosts, sending chills down one's spine.

Directly below the solitary lamp, on the ground, there is a tender green seedling, only about an inch tall, with two leaves. It is clearly very fragile, yet it gives people a sense of hopeful vitality.

Chenxi gently smoothed her skirt, sat down next to the seedling, and pointed to the other side of the seedling.

Leng San immediately understood that she was being asked to sit down as well. At this moment, Chen Xi's body language became noticeably more frequent, whereas in reality, she usually only communicated with Leng San through her eyes.

Leng Sanyi sat down on the other side of the seedling. Chen Xi stretched out a very delicate finger and carefully touched a leaf of the seedling. The seedling immediately shone with light and swayed gently, as if it were very happy.

Leng San also imitated Chen Xi, extending a finger to gently touch another leaf of the seedling. The seedling once again shimmered and swayed gently.

A happy smile appeared on Chenxi's exquisitely beautiful face, revealing even, white teeth. The girl was already delicate and pretty, but her smile made her even more captivating.

At this moment, Leng San understood that this should be Chenxi's sea of ​​consciousness, or rather, Chenxi's spiritual world, a peculiar spiritual world.

The faint light was surrounded by endless darkness, and this light was squeezed into a small area. Apart from the area illuminated by the light of that solitary lamp, there was only suffocating darkness and evil outside. However, although the light was weak, it nurtured hope and new life - the seedlings under the protection of that lamp.

Leng San stood up curiously and tried to step out of the area illuminated by the light.

A hint of worry appeared on Chenxi's face, but she did not stop him. When Leng San stepped out of the light's range, he felt an aura of desolation rush towards him. In that instant, all negative emotions surged into his heart, as if he had lost all hope and fallen into an abyss of despair.

Just then, a small hand reached out and pulled Leng San back into the light. The soft, warm light instantly dispelled all negative emotions, as if a ray of sunshine had entered his heart, giving him a new lease on life.

Leng San was soaked to the bone and filled with shock. Just a second ago, he had almost lost his Dao Heart. What a close call!

Chenxi pulled Leng San back, her eyes filled with worry as she looked up at him with concern.

Leng San took a deep breath, his mind still reeling. The feeling he'd just experienced was truly terrifying. Now, he finally understood why Chen Xi was always silent, her gaze vacant, as if she had autism. Anyone subjected to such a stifling environment would likely become withdrawn themselves.

Fortunately, there was this solitary lamp for protection, and this sapling that offered hope for companionship; otherwise, Dawn surely wouldn't have survived. It's terrifying. What could have caused Dawn to create such a state of mind? Or was it simply her nature from birth?

For a moment, Leng San couldn't help but feel a little sorry for the little girl. He gently stroked Chenxi's head with affection. The girl took Leng San's hand, pressed her face against the back of his hand, and then looked up at him with a pleading look in her eyes.

Leng San nodded and said, "Alright, I'll come in and keep you company for a while every day from now on."

Chenxi immediately beamed with joy, and even seemed to jump up and down slightly.

Leng San smiled and said, "I'll teach you!" After saying that, he took Chen Xi's hands, bent his knees slightly, and bounced on the spot.

The little girl did indeed jump around, and her feet left the ground.

"That's right, that's all. Cheer up," Leng San said with a smile.

Xiao Chenxi's eyes crinkled into crescent moons with laughter. She sat cross-legged beside the seedling, striking a pose as if she were cultivating, clearly intending for Leng San to practice.

Leng San couldn't bear to refuse, so he sat down cross-legged and began cultivating the Thunder God Technique. A miraculous scene immediately occurred: the seedling danced joyfully, releasing specks of light, and flew towards Leng San.

Feeling the spiritual energy rushing towards him, Leng San was both surprised and delighted. Could it be that one could cultivate in the spiritual world? Yes, the spiritual energy released by Chenxi could be produced by this seedling, right?

Soon, Leng San entered a state of complete absorption, constantly absorbing and refining the spiritual energy released by the seedlings. Chen Xi, meanwhile, quietly watched from the side, hugging her pillow. However, her gaze was no longer as blank and dull as it had been in the outside world; instead, it was very lively and full of spiritual energy.

As Leng San continued to absorb spiritual energy and cultivate, the sapling seemed to grow a little taller, and the dim light of the solitary lamp seemed to brighten slightly, covering an area that also expanded. However, this change was so subtle that it was almost imperceptible to the naked eye.

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The fat man yawned first, and then, as if it were contagious, Ye Wenrou and Zhou Chen also started yawning one after the other, as if they were having a competition.

"You fatso, can you stop yawning, ah—" Zhou Chen said, yawning again, his eyes welling up with tears.

The fat man rubbed his nose and said dejectedly, "It must be that female ghost. She possessed me and made me feel listless all night."

Zhou Chen teased, "I told you to exercise more, but you're so weak. Look at Brother Chen, tsk tsk, so masculine and domineering, even a female ghost wouldn't dare to possess me. If she dares to show herself, I'll possess her instead."

Ye Wenrou slapped Zhou Chen on the butt and scolded, "Get out of here, don't pollute my auditory environment."

Although Zhou Chen was several years older than Ye Wenrou, he was a little afraid of this young lady. He rubbed his buttocks and hid to the side, while the fat man grinned and gloated silently.

Ye Wenrou frowned deeper as she looked at Leng San, who was bound hand and foot. It was almost dawn, and Leng San still hadn't woken up. She didn't know whether the person controlling this body was Xiao San or the female ghost.

Bi Lang, being a man of experience, said, "Everyone, go to sleep. Just leave one person to watch over the mistress."

Ye Wenrou said with some concern, "It might be a bit dangerous for someone to be alone."

Bi Lang said, "Don't worry, everything should be fine now. Xiao San has probably already dealt with that female ghost."

The fat man asked in surprise, "Boss, how did you know?"

Bi Lang laughed and said, "That's easy. If that female ghost had won, she would have jumped up and started a massacre long ago. How could she be so quiet?"

The fat man nodded and said, "That's right, then I'll take a nap, I'm so sleepy!" He then lay down and fell asleep immediately, snoring loudly.

Zhou Chen said enviously, "That fatso is like a pig; he can fall asleep anytime he wants."

"The fat man was possessed by a ghost, his mind must be damaged, let him sleep," Bi Lang said.

Ye Wenrou yawned and said, "Boss, Brother Chen, you two should get some sleep too. I can keep an eye on Xiao San."

"Okay, I'll take a 30-minute nap and then I'll get up and take over for you." Zhou Chen also fell asleep immediately and slept until dawn.

When Leng San woke up, he found Ye Wenrou sleeping on him, hugging the overclocking oscillation blade. Fatty and Zhou Chen were snoring loudly, like thunder, making the curtains shake.

Bi Lang was the only one awake, with a Desert Eagle lying next to him. Noticing Leng San had opened his eyes, he smiled and asked, "Little San's awake?"

Leng San nodded and said politely, "Thank you for your hard work, Master Bi."

Ye Wenrou woke up at this moment and found herself slumped against Leng San, fast asleep. A little embarrassed, she sat up straight, gently brushed her bangs aside, and asked with concern, "Xiao San, are you alright?"

Leng San felt a warmth in his heart and said, "It's alright, could you untie me?"

Ye Wenrou glanced at Leng San, then hesitated before saying, "That female ghost..."

"Don't worry, I've already killed the female ghost."

Ye Wenrou looked at Bi Lang and saw that he nodded before she carefully untied the ropes binding Leng San.

Leng San stood up and stretched, secretly looking inward for a moment. He found that the spiritual energy in his dantian seemed unchanged, but his mental strength had increased slightly. It seemed that cultivating in the spiritual world would not improve his cultivation level, but only strengthen his mental strength.

"Xiao San, did you really kill that female ghost?" Ye Wenrou asked with a hint of disbelief.

Leng San chuckled and countered, "Then, Sister Wenrou, do you think I'm Leng San, or that female ghost?"

Ye Wenrou paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "I still prefer you the way you are now. Last night was a bit scary."

"Is there?"

Ye Wenrou mimicked Leng San's sharp gaze from last night, then stared at Leng San.

Leng San couldn't help but chuckle.

Bi Lang returned the Desert Eagle to Leng San and said with a smile, "Just in case, I hope you don't mind, Xiao San."

"Understood!" Leng San put the Desert Eagle back into its holster and said, "Wake up Brother Chen and Fatty, let's go check out the underground parking lot."