Dream Picking Records

In the evening, the lights come on.

The imperial city was bustling with people, with bright lights, wine, music and dancing, and it was very lively.

Yang Shuan and Wang Xiao arrived at the reserved room in Miaoyinfang early.

The room is a space of its own, with a small bridge, flowing water, rocks, flowers and plants. The gurgling stream is fresh and elegant, and two pots of mature orchids are placed on the side, quietly emitting a soothing fragrance. On the east side is a transparent wall, through which you can see a young woman with a beautiful appearance and temperament singing and dancing on the stage.

They sat at the round table in the middle, where wine, food and snacks were all prepared. Not long after, four young men pushed the door open and walked in.

One of the men who looked very shrewd was Qian Duoduo who had appeared during the day.

"This time, we were able to turn danger into safety thanks to Brother Yang."

"Well, you should thank me, but there's someone else you should really thank." Yang Shuan said with a smile.

"Is there someone else? Could it be the person next to me who I haven't consulted yet?"

"Haha, let me introduce him to you. This is Wang Xiao. You should have heard of him."

Yang Shuan pointed at the four men and introduced them: "They are my best brothers. This is Qian Duoduo, you have met him. They are Wang Fushou, Zhu Xile, and Hou Xinming."

"Wang Xiao... is he the one from the Yunshan Academy in the East Region?"

The man who looked more gentle and handsome was Wang Fushou, who was quickly remembered.

"That's me, but for some reason, it's better to call me Overlord outside."

Zhu Xile, who was sturdy and bronze-skinned, slapped his thigh hard.

"I also remembered it. No wonder Old Yang said mysteriously that he wanted to introduce us to a big guy. It turned out to be you, Brother Wang."

"I admire you for being able to come out of the Tianyuan forbidden area safely." The taller Hou Xinming said with admiration.

"No, no, it was all just luck. It is a blessing to be able to meet the descendants of several dukes."

"We are so grateful for the support from our ancestors. We feel guilty about it!" Qian Duoduo felt lonely when he recalled his ancestors.

Among the five, his cultivation level is the lowest, only at the first level of Guiyuan. The highest are Yang Shuan and Zhu Xile, who have reached the sixth level of Guiyuan. Hou Xinming and Wang Fushou are both at the fifth level of Guiyuan.

Wang Fushou comforted him, "Old Qian, don't be discouraged. There are speeds in cultivation and there are slownesses. Everything depends on the final achievement."

Hou Xinming patted him on the shoulder and said, "That's right. Some people made rapid breakthroughs in the early stages, but they were weak later on and had to watch helplessly as their former defeated opponents surpassed them one by one."

"By the way, Lao Wang, what is your current realm?" Yang Shuan wondered. When they first met, Wang Xiao was at the first level of Guiyuan, but now he was a little confused.

"The fifth level of Guiyuan." Wang Xiao said frankly.

"Oh my god, you're only about eighteen years old? You're almost catching up with me in terms of realm."

Yang Shuan was not the only one who was surprised. The other four people were also unable to calm down after hearing what he had just said.

"Raising four levels in about four months is not fast compared to the geniuses in history, but it is definitely not slow. This world will not allow people who are too evil to exist!"

"Yes, otherwise, with your talent, Brother Xiao, you would have achieved the Dao long ago."

Listening to their sighs, the singing and dancing outside the house lost their color. It was the first time that Wang Xiao heard someone talk about the problem of heaven and earth up close.

"Brother Hou, Brother Zhu, from the tone of your voice, what has happened in this world?"

Hou Xinming sighed, "It's not a secret. There are five dynasties on this land, each dominating one side. It is said that there was a period of time when our human race produced several emperors, and the demon race produced several demon kings, which exhausted the luck of heaven and earth, and perhaps heaven and earth were flawed because of this. The early cultivators in the mortal stage were able to break the shackles and ascend to another world. But now, it is like a reinforced cage that traps our generation to death. Gradually, the ceiling of the cultivator's realm has been pressed lower and lower, until the current saints no longer exist, and the mortal stage is the peak. No matter how amazing the geniuses of later generations are, they cannot break the shackles, and can only sigh in the world."

"Maybe after a long time, there will be a day of recovery, but I don't know if I, Old Zhu, will see it."

"Is this the real reason?"

Wang Xiao recalled Fang Tianming whom he met in the barren mountains, and the fragments of memory he saw in that space. He also recalled the scene he felt from the thousand steps of Yunshan Academy. What time period did that happen?

There are too many unknowns waiting to be explored ahead.

"Alright, alright, Lao Zhu, Brother Monkey, stop being sentimental. I didn't invite you to Miaoyinfang to listen to you talk about these things. Let's drink and enjoy the wine today. Come and try the local specialty - Immortals Don't Cross the River."

Yang Shuan filled the wine glasses in front of everyone.

"I heard that it can only brew a few pots a year. I didn't expect you could get it?"

None of them were alcoholics, but they couldn't resist its charm.

Wang Xiao put it to his nose and sniffed it. The aroma of the wine went straight to his soul, making him feel ecstatic. He took a sip, and the wine slid down his throat. Before it reached his stomach, it broke into molecules and rushed to all parts of his body. He felt that every cell in his body was warm and gently caressed from the inside out.

"Good wine!"

"Brother Xiao, Lao Yang spent a lot of money to host a reception for you! We are lucky to have benefited from it."

Wang Fushou picked up the wine glass and was still savoring the taste.

Qian Duoduo glanced at Yang Shuan, "This wine alone costs a million spirit stones, and not everyone can buy it. Did you hook up with the top star of Miaoyinfang?"

"I'll smash your pig head for making fun of me. I'm sincere to Ying Ling, the sun and the moon can testify to that!"

"Ha ha!"

As everyone was joking, a woman in colorful clothes fell from the sky in the center of the stage of Miaoyinfang. People in the box like them were all attracted by her.

If the immortals don't come to you, wine alone won't be enough. Of course, you need the cooperation of the most praised holy courtesan.

She has an immortal figure and graceful body, a radiant gaze, and a charming smile. She is so beautiful that it is hard to describe her beauty.

Yang Shuan joked, "Old Wang, are you still single? Why don't you seize the opportunity to win her over?"

Wang Xiao stared at the woman on the stage with a dazed look on his face.

Zhu Xile looked at him without saying anything, thinking that he really had some bad intentions, so he hurriedly gave him a friendly reminder.

"Brother Xiao, please don't do anything rash. Although you are extremely talented, you are probably still a little short. Miaoyinfang has very high standards. Their courtesans either don't marry or marry geniuses who are famous in the world. No one can do anything rash."

"Back then, someone wanted to rob the place, but before Miaoyinfang could make a move, the people were killed by various forces."

"Ahem, I was just lost in thought about something else."

They didn't believe it at all and acted like they knew what I was saying.

"What do you think of Wang Yu some time ago?" Yang Shuan suddenly sounded mysterious.

"Old Yang, didn't you happen to go with Princess Yingling during that time? Have you met him in person?" Wang Fushou asked.

Hou Xinming laughed, "Let me interrupt you. What do you mean by go together? Isn't that just following behind? Haha."

Yang Shuan grinned and took a sip of wine, "Look, it's far away in the sky and close at hand."

"what!"

The other four people who didn't know the truth were shocked and suspected that they had heard it wrongly. That look was as if he was the top courtesan of Miaoyinfang.

"No wonder we lost contact after leaving his name on the stone tablet. It turns out it's just another identity of Brother Wang." Hou Xinming and others were still restrained, but Zhu Xile had already pinched his arm.

"Old Zhu, I am a physical cultivator. It's rare to see someone with such a strong physical body!"

Faced with a burly man making physical advances on him, Wang Xiao got goosebumps.

"Don't get addicted, Lao Zhu. That's what you should touch."

“Excited, haha!”