Then all my cultivation as an immortal has been for nothing?

Chapter 25 The Dream Market of Weak Demon Cultivators
Wang Yifei flew up.

The way he moved around, which felt like playing a VR game, felt a bit strange, so he made some changes, specifically by striking a pose.

He initially used the Ultraman flying pose, but it didn't seem to fit the scene of the dream.

Finally, he chose to fly in his dream using the pose from the movie "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon".

Later, he felt that flying directly was too fake, so he started to choose landing points and jump while flying, playing the role of a chivalrous hero who could leap across rooftops in the world of dreams.

He quickly caught up with the target he had spotted.

This demonic cultivator looks rather "human," making it almost impossible to determine from his appearance that he is a demonic cultivator—completely different from the one who was just killed, who looked like the Hunchback of Notre Dame.

The demonic cultivator also spotted Wang Yi and immediately stopped, adopting a defensive stance: "We've already entered the 'Shadow Market' area. If we make a move, we'll be wanted by the Micro-Light Alliance! They'll have assassins report you to the Imperial Observatory!"

"Shadow Market," it seems this is the name of the demonic cultivators' market. As for the Micro-Light Alliance—is it probably a guild for demonic cultivators? The name doesn't sound evil at all; it even gives off a feeling of weakness and helplessness.

Their method of punishing troublemakers was to report them to the Imperial Observatory...

Is this a demonic cultivation group or a self-governing association of independent cultivators?
Wang Yi carefully examined the cultivator in front of him, wondering if he had made a mistake.
Elsa mentioned to Instructor Shi that there were centrist monks who disagreed with the Imperial Observatory's ideology but were not bad.

Seeing the other person trembling, Wang Yi reassured him, "Don't be nervous. I'm new here and don't know where the cinema is. I just followed you when I saw you."

"What are you saying? You've already entered this dream, how could you not know?"

Oh no, it seems this public dream is tied to the film market.

The demonic cultivator—with skepticism—continued, "Recently there have been rumors that someone is ambushing newcomers to the film market. Is it you? Unfortunately, this place is already the place."

Wang Yi: "Since we're already in the film market area, don't be so nervous. This is indeed my first time here, but I haven't run into the guys you mentioned who were ambushing newcomers."

Actually, we did encounter him, but he had already become nourishment.

The rogue cultivator stared at Wang Yi for a few seconds, then relaxed: "His self-awareness is still so complete, he shouldn't be a demonic cultivator. I was just too nervous."

As he spoke, the rogue cultivator took out the small flag that he had been hiding behind his back and put it in his pocket.

Wang Yi: "What is that?"

"My natal magic weapon, just forged."

Wang Yi: "Oh? It looks like a flag, is it the Wuji Apricot Yellow Flag?"

When he asked the question, Wang Yi couldn't help but laugh. This was a magic weapon of Yuanshi Tianzun from the TV series "Investiture of the Gods" that he watched when he was a child. It was definitely impossible for a rogue cultivator to have it.

"No, how could it be that powerful? This is the Ten Soul Banner. I just refined a person to make up ten souls."

Holy crap, you're a demonic cultivator!

I was almost fooled by your appearance!
Wang Yi wanted to open fire, but immediately remembered that this was within the "Shadow Market" area, and there might be more demonic cultivators lurking around.

The demonic cultivator before them also possessed a natal magic weapon: the Ten Soul Banner, crafted by ten different people.

I wonder just how powerful this magic weapon is.

Wang Yi decided to continue pretending to be stupid.

If you're really exposed, pull out your pistol, shout "You're surrounded by the company's dream walkers," and then use your new superpower to escape, finding a high place to jump off—though you don't know if jumping will actually wake you up.

Once we figure out the strength of the demonic cultivators, we'll find a way to kill them one by one, avenging the innocent deaths of ordinary people, and incidentally earn some money for tattoos—I mean, the demonic cultivators' supernatural powers and methods.

For example, this Ten Soul Banner, I don't refine people myself, but I can use it—it should be fine, right?
If all else fails, you can hand it over to the company and exchange it for points.

Having made up his mind, Wang Yi asked the person in front of him, "What should I call you?"

"Just call me Lao Xiao."

Wang Yi frowned slightly. He didn't want to use such an intimate form of address with the demonic cultivator, so he said, "Mr. Xiao, let's go to the movie theater together."

Xiao: "Actually, you can trade right here. The film market doesn't have so many rules and regulations. If you see an owl perched on the eaves, you can trade. The Micro Light Alliance will act as guarantor."

Wang Yi then noticed an owl perched on the eaves of a nearby house.

Xiao: "What...what do you want to buy?"

Wang Yi hadn't actually decided what to buy; he was inexplicably thrown in here.

So he pretended to be mysterious and said, "It's not appropriate to tell you directly. Let's see what you sell first."

In fact, Wang Yi was more concerned about how to bring the transactions in the dream into reality, but asking directly might seem too ignorant.

Xiao took out his pocket, opened it, and pulled out a human head: "Just killed him, 16 years old, boy, very smart, good grades at school, probably a prodigy."

Wang Yi's mouth was agape; he had never expected to suddenly see the victim, and was caught completely off guard.

The demonic cultivator immediately sensed something was wrong: "That expression of yours—wait a minute, someone come here! A good person has infiltrated!"

Wang Yi looked up and opened fire.

However, Xiao had already taken action. The Ten Soul Banner was in his hand at some point, and he waved it gently.

Originally, the Ten Soul Banner was only the size of a small flag held by tour guides at various scenic spots. Unexpectedly, with just one wave, the flag swelled up to the size of Wang Yi and could be rolled up completely.

Wang Yi used his newly acquired ability to retreat quickly, barely dodging the incoming Ten Soul Banner.

The next moment, the owl on the roof swooped down and struck Wang Yi's shoulder like a missile, its sharp beak piercing into his flesh.

Even though it was a dream, the pain felt so real.

Wang Yi screamed in agony as his pistol flew from his hand, instantly losing his only means of attack. Xiao seemed to lack the means to move quickly within the dream world, but he waved the Ten Soul Banner again. The banner unfurled into a thin black mist, rushing towards Wang Yi like a living thing.

Wang Yi could only continue retreating, instantly widening the distance between them.

He may have left the attack range of the Ten Soul Banner, and the mist stopped halfway through its pursuit.

But that damned owl was still attacking Wang Yi with its claws, and its powerful wings kept slapping his face.

Damn it, I dropped the gun, otherwise I could have let that stinky bird—

Wang Yi suddenly realized that if the magazine could be instantly refilled by putting it in his pocket, did that mean... the gun would also return to its place? After all, this was a dream, not reality.

Thinking this, he touched his holster and sure enough, the gun he had just dropped was inside.

The owl noticed Wang Yi's intentions, let out a long hoot, and distanced itself.

Wang Yi drew his gun and fired, but the owl had already disappeared into the night.

After emptying a magazine, Wang Yi reloaded and ran away. The fact that the Ten Soul Banner had just stopped attacking meant that the concept of distance existed in this "public" dream. As long as he kept his distance, he could avoid the enemy.

After flying at full speed for an unknown period of time, Wang Yi landed on the glazed tile roof.

His new senses could not perceive any other source of energy, at least not within the range of his senses, and there was no target that could threaten him.

Wang Yi examined the wound on his shoulder and found that it had actually healed.

In other words, in the world of dreams, one recovers quickly unless fatally wounded—it's just unknown whether this recovery comes at a price, such as making one extremely tired, or consuming the power of the soul, like the nameless demonic cultivator who just died, gradually collapsing.

After confirming that no one was chasing him, Wang Yi began to think about what to do next.

His first thought was to use this intelligence reporting company to earn points!

Investigating demonic cultivators on my own is too dangerous. Luckily, the supernatural power I just acquired provides me with extremely high mobility in dreams. Otherwise, if I had been wrapped up by the Ten Soul Banner, who knows what would have happened.

He might have already become nourishment for demonic cultivators.

The safest approach is to report all information about the demonic cultivators to the company and let their professional agents handle them, while I can easily earn points!
Such a happy decision!
Wang Yi stood up, preparing to find a high place to jump down and leave the dream.

However, he did not act immediately, but instead recalled the scene that had just occurred.

The Ten Soul Banner blocked all the bullets, making it seem like a magical artifact that combines offense and defense.

The effect of the bullet hitting the Ten Soul Banner looks somewhat familiar.

Wang Yi thought for a moment and then remembered.

I personally witnessed the Nightingale Squad carrying out a Class D emergency mission.

The besieged demonic cultivators also possessed a magical artifact capable of blocking bullets. At that time, the skinny monkey from the Nightingale Squad and the sniper sister overloaded that artifact with a magazine and a sniper rifle bullet that had been weakened by its wall-penetrating ability.

I remember that at the time, Skinny Monkey used the Tenglong assault rifle, which was made in my country, while the sniper used the foreign Barrett anti-materiel rifle.

This shows that the panda is quite resilient.

Wang Yi stood on the rooftop, looking in the direction they had just fled from.

But can the Ten Soul Banner really be this resilient?
That's a Class D emergency mission.

The demonic cultivator I just faced managed to escape even though he attacked me from both sides.

There is a type of person whose courage grows rapidly the more dangers they experience.

Now it seems that Wang Yi is indeed that kind of person.

Wang Yi pondered.

Demonic cultivators enhance their power by refining ordinary people and strengthening magical artifacts, which is faster than for normal cultivators, but—

This is a dream; the dream materialized the PPK game that I had only been using for two days.

If I get my hands on a weapon like the M7 assault rifle, will it materialize in my dreams?

What if I quickly become familiar with grenades?
How did I quickly become familiar with the anti-aircraft machine gun?
Will my strength suddenly become much stronger than these demonic cultivators?

Wang Yi stood on the glazed tiles, looking at the empty night scene of his dream, pondering this possibility.

However, practical considerations soon came into play: without taking pistol-related courses, one could not handle rifles—no, it seemed that one needed to complete all indoor CQC courses before starting to practice with rifles.

I doubt the company will allow me to use a long spear as an exception.

but--

Can I get a different handgun?

Is there a pistol with powerful firepower, ample ammunition, and the ability to deliver burst damage comparable to submachine guns or even rifles in a short period of time?
Yes, brother, yes.

Wang Yi thought of a fully automatic pistol that had become famous in the game "Delta Force".

The Glock G18C has a 33-round long magazine that is emptied the moment the trigger is pulled.

If the Ten Soul Banner can even block this—I can wield two of them.

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