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Chapter 3: Dream or Reality?

Huff...woo...

High above, where the cold wind howls.

Wu Yun came to this dream once again.

After hearing about mass disappearances, he always felt uneasy sleeping, but in this dream, he was surprised to find that the sense of reality and immersion was extremely strong!
A cold wind blew, and he shivered.

Subconsciously, he plucked a layer from the surface of the cloud beneath him and draped it over himself.

"well?

"The realism of the dream has become stronger."

"My control over the clouds seems to have improved as well?"

Covered in a layer of clouds, it's like wearing a light, fluffy cotton coat—quite comfortable.

The sound of conversations drifted in from all directions on the wind.

"Holy crap, he can talk now, and he's not so confused anymore."

"Hey bro, come here, get closer to me."

"I'm not going over there, you come to me!"

"Huh? Am I dreaming? Are we really in the same dream?"

"Could it be a group dream?"

"I hope I don't fall again today!"

"This damn dream, once you start falling, you just keep falling and falling, you always feel like you're going to die the next second, but you never actually die. When you wake up, the blankets are soaked with sweat."

"Fly slowly, just don't fall, and you'll be fine when it's dawn..."

As Wu Yun listened, he glanced around, his brows gradually furrowing.

He realized that he hadn't seemed to be paying any attention to the other contestants in the past few days.

Today, the dream felt even more real, and his consciousness was even clearer...

Upon closer inspection, it became apparent that some of the contestants were wearing pajamas, some were wearing windbreakers, and some were wearing helmets... they were all modern people!

There were also a few dressed in strange robes, as if they were cosplaying, who were hurriedly climbing upwards and flying to the top of the formation, as if afraid of being seen.

"Was this dream really just a dream?"

A loud command came from afar, interrupting Wu Yun's thoughts.

"preparation--"

Millions of clouds and millions of people tensed up!
"--fly!"

Millions upon millions of clouds, millions upon millions of people, all sprint out, rushing towards the finish line!

The scene descended into chaos; some cars crashed, some overturned, some overtook… it became a complete mess, a tangled mess!
Amidst the chaos, someone sat cross-legged on a cloud, back straight, riding a lone horse that left everyone else in the dust, soaring into the distant sky... It was Wu Yun!
He turned around and saw clouds falling behind him, and on those clouds were faces gritting their teeth and glaring... The ones flying the fastest and in the lead were all cosplayers, wearing long robes and jade crowns, making strange hand gestures, and putting in all their effort!

Wu Yun didn't look around much, but simply increased his speed slightly. His flying cloud shot out with a "whoosh," piercing through the howling cold wind, tearing through the boundless sky, leaving everyone behind, and rushing towards the finish line!
Before long, he saw the South Heavenly Gate, stopped abruptly in front of the examiner, took out his phone, and collected the bonus as usual.

His WeChat account, which is associated with dreams, has accumulated 5,000 yuan.

"Examiner, is this just a dream?"

The examiner seemed not to hear the question and simply put his phone away.

"Examiner, what are these bonuses for?"

The examiner seemed not to hear the question and simply stood back at a distance.

"Is this dream related to the heavy rain in real life?"

Are all the other contestants alive?

"What the hell is this place?"

"South Heavenly Gate? Is that the Heavenly Court?"

Did the Heavenly Court ever really exist?

Why are the floating islands all ruins?

"Why is the Southern Heavenly Gate the only remaining gate in Heaven?"

...Wu Yun asked many questions, but the examiners remained silent, like statues in the wind, ignoring them completely.

"Examiner, how many more days will this competition last?" "Twenty-five days."

Upon receiving the answer, Wu Yun was slightly taken aback.

"Can you only answer questions related to the competition?"

How much of the prize money will the others receive?

"Is the competition about vying for a higher position?"

"And what is the fruition position?"

...Wu Yun asked many more questions, but the examiner gave no further answers.

With doubts in his mind, Wu Yun turned his cloud around and returned to the track!

With a whooshing sound, like an arrow slicing through the air, it soon brought to the view of the first-tier contestants who were fiercely competing.

Wu Yunfei caught up with them, looking left and right, up and down.

Seeing them sitting cross-legged on the clouds flying at high speed, gritting their teeth and glaring, leaning forward, making hand seals, and exerting all their strength!

Seeing them wearing smooth brocade robes, heavy jade crowns, and clear jade pendants, their clothes fluttering in the cold wind... the texture of their clothing is far beyond what ordinary cosplay can match!

Wu Yun sensed a familiar aura emanating from them…

"A bunch of rich kids?"

He's not your average rich kid.

Wu Yun even suspected that this was a second-generation immortal from a novel!
He instinctively controlled the clouds, flying further away from the group of people...

In novels, the second-generation immortals are usually the protagonist's lackeys or meme-worthy characters.

However, Wu Yun frequently interacted with various second-generation elites and knew that things weren't so simple. He knew that these second-generation elites had more knowledge, more methods, and more resources, so it was best to avoid provoking them if possible.

Sa...

He turned and flew away, continuing his journey back along the track.

Meanwhile, a group of second-generation immortals glanced at Wu Yun with a mixture of jealousy, irritation, and confusion. They put away the flying swords and knives that they could summon at any time from their sleeves, and continued to concentrate, breaking through the gale and flying towards the finish line!

……

Wu Yun continued flying back along the track to find the second-tier competitors.

After flying for a while, I finally saw a few dozen people, all wearing windbreakers, intently flying over on the clouds!
They sat cross-legged on the clouds, slightly bowing, wearing masks, their brows furrowed, their eyes meticulous!
Wu Yun was about to fly up and ask, but seeing their posture, he didn't dare to disturb them any further.

I just have doubts in my heart.

"In this dream, there are second-generation immortals and modern people."

"Let modern people and the second generation of immortals compete on the same stage?"

Is this fair?

But then I thought about it again, and realized that in this dream, it seemed that no one had ever made any promise of "fairness".

He continued flying back along the track to find the third-tier competitors.

After flying for a while, we finally saw several hundred people, wobbling and slowly drifting in on the clouds.

They all had solemn expressions. Some were sitting cross-legged on the clouds, while others were lying on the clouds like dogs. But at least they could all fly!

Suddenly a strong wind blew...

Huff...woo...

They swayed and staggered. A young man in a windbreaker, who was sitting cross-legged, cried out "Holy crap!" after being shaken violently. He lost his balance and was about to flip sideways and fall off the cloud.

Sa!
Wu Yunfei stepped forward, grabbed his shoulder, and helped him straighten up, allowing him to regain his balance.

But then he saw the young man gripping Wu Yun's arm tightly, and after a while regaining his balance, he pulled his hand back and wiped the sweat from his brow.

"Thank you so much, great one, for saving my life!"
"How can I ever repay you!"

Wu Yun immediately spoke up.

Do you have a Weibo account?

Tell me your nickname.

"After I wake up from this dream, I'll post a smiley face emoji on Weibo."

(End of this chapter)