Chapter 412: Chapter 362: In fact, what truly confines a person’s achievements is often not talent, but thought_2

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「Three days later.」

The sky was dim, and fierce winds howled.

Following the guidance of Mou Liang Great Saint, Hong Yuan had arrived early at the designated Cloud Soar.

It was here that Hong Yuan encountered Shi Lingfang and Li Shenyu.

Shi Lingfang was a seventh-level Martial Saint of the Temporal Tao Sect, rumored to be a descendant of the Dragon Sun Emperor.

She was a beautiful woman with a dignified and elegant appearance. When Hong Yuan looked at her, she nodded with a smile, greeting him.

Li Shenyu, on the other hand, was a seventh-level Martial Saint of the Soul Tao Sect, whose mentor had been the late Soul Killing Emperor’s Son, Xiao Zhanxian.

He was an exceptionally valiant man, with a handsome and authoritative appearance. When Hong Yuan looked at him, he narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Hong Yuan coolly.

Indeed, every Martial Saint who becomes a teacher to a Great Dream Seed is extraordinary in their own right. And I, I’m afraid I am only here due to riding on Ji Limin’s coattails.

Hong Yuan sighed softly in his heart.

The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, originally named Ji Limin, hailed from the Ji Family of the Four Great Families of Southern Border. The Ji Family, according to rumors, were bloodline descendants of an Ancient Rhythm Emperor.

If it were not for benefiting from the connections of the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, with just his origins from the Eastern Wilderness Academy, Hong Yuan could never have become the mentor of Hua Menghuang!

Thus, he had indeed basked in the light of the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint.

Living off a woman?

Hong Yuan whimsically thought, quickly dismissing the idea.

What kind of man was he, Hong Yuan? How could he be so lacking in pride?

BOOM!

A loud blast erupted.

Mou Liang Great Saint had arrived. He looked at the three individuals and said warmly, "The three of you are outstanding individuals among the younger generation and pillars of the Human Race. During this journey into the dream realm, do not attempt to overreach."

"If you encounter dangers beyond your control, I hope you withdraw in time!"

"Go!"

Mou Liang Great Saint waved his white feather fan. The next moment, numerous grand formations opened their portals, and endless bright lights flared to life.

For matters like the dream realm, the Human Race naturally took strict precautions, let alone when it came to the dream realm of a Mysterious Great Emperor.

Without the Heavenly Palace’s consent, no one could ever hope to breach the multiple layers of supreme grand formations and reach the Mysterious Emperor’s Dreamland!

Hong Yuan and the others bid farewell to Mou Liang Great Saint one by one, then headed towards the dream realm using their own methods.

Shi Lingfang tapped her foot, her figure flickering as if still there. In reality, she had already departed, leaving behind merely an afterimage from moments before.

Li Shenyu exhaled softly. His presence became ghost-like, his tracks utterly indiscernible, perfectly showcasing the ’Deception’ inherent to the Soul Tao.

At this moment, these two were showcasing their abilities.

They were demonstrating their skills to Mou Liang Great Saint and, by extension, to the Emperor’s son, East Supreme Saint, striving to secure advantages and seize the initiative.

"Heh." Hong Yuan smiled faintly. The Heavenly River Sword hummed, and he transformed into a sword-light, streaking towards the colossal, ever-shifting sphere of light that was the dream realm.

Just as the sphere turned blue, Hong Yuan plunged into it, his figure vanishing.

After the three of them disappeared, East Supreme Saint emerged from the void.

East Supreme Saint asked, "Mou Liang, what do you think of these three individuals?"

Mou Liang Great Saint waved his fan lightly and replied, "Shi Lingfang is soft on the outside but firm on the inside; Li Shenyu is uncanny and dominant; Bo Qing is opportunistic, avoiding harm and seeking benefit."

Hearing this evaluation, East Supreme Saint nodded.

The Skill of Observing People is a profound art, exceedingly important.

But these shrewd individuals had long since cultivated their Skill of Observing People to the level of Golden Fire Eyes!

"Then who do you think will go further?" East Supreme Saint suddenly asked.

"This..." Mou Liang Great Saint fell into thought, the waving of his fan slowing considerably.

After a quarter of an hour, he offered his assessment, "It’s hard to choose between Shi Lingfang and Li Shenyu, but I am more optimistic about Li Shenyu. He is a Soul Tao Saint, and his Soul Foundation far surpasses Shi Lingfang’s."

However, East Supreme Saint shook his head. "Don’t let experience and instinct deceive you," he said. "In a dreamscape, nothing is more important than taking advantage of the situation. Bo Qing is more likely to go further."

Mou Liang Great Saint was taken aback by this assessment. He gripped his feather fan tightly and gazed up at the Mysterious Emperor’s Dreamland.

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... 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

「Mysterious Emperor’s Dreamland.」

「The first layer.」

Pain. Intense pain. My kidneys ache.

Severe pain ravaged Hong Yuan’s abdomen, making him double over and curl up.

"Hmph, Ye Gufan, if you know what’s good for you, stay away from Xiner."

"Otherwise, next time, my sword won’t show any mercy!"

In the center of Yenwu Hall’s arena, a young man clad in Southern Border’s distinct attire said coldly.

Behind him, a throng of young people clustered together.

"HISS... Am I seeing this right? Ye Gufan’s Aperture seems to have been shattered by that bastard Ye Cheng!"

"Ye Gufan only has C-rank talent, and his path of cultivation was already difficult. With his Aperture shattered, his path as a Martial Artist is utterly ruined..."

"Ye Cheng has such a ruthless heart. It seems Ye Gufan fell for his trick. Who would have thought that bastard Ye Cheng actually possessed a trump card like the Thunderbolt Talisman!"

"Heh, they might as well have had a duel to the death. Living on, Ye Gufan would truly be living a fate worse than death. And his childhood sweetheart—he probably won’t be able to protect her any longer."

"A beautiful face is a source of calamity—"

"Pah! That’s just Ye Gufan’s own weakness."

"Sigh, Ye Gufan has worked hard enough, either tempering his body under the waterfall or battling Ferocious Beasts in the Yunze Mountain Range."

"Indeed. He originally had a chance to pass this year’s grand competition, be selected by the main family, and thus obtain more cultivation resources. Now, it’s all ruined!"

"Hush! Don’t you want to live?"

"..."

The myriad of jumbled voices flooded into Hong Yuan’s ears, allowing him to quickly assess the scene and roughly determine his current identity.