Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 722 - 144: In the end, the victor becomes the king, and the defeated turn into bandits.

If you knew in advance that you would die at the age of twenty-four, what would be the point of going to school and studying?

This is a deeply profound philosophical question.

The Righteous Path’s methods of cultivation within the Twelve Laws all touch upon philosophy to some extent.

Even the Garrison Soldiers, who firmly believe that all problems can be solved with martial power, must contemplate—after all the problems that can be conveniently solved by force are dealt with, is there still a need to maintain martial power?

Isn’t it wonderful to be peaceful in scholarship and playful in martial pursuits?

Wang Yunxiao’s team is currently stuck in just such an awkward situation.

The greatest life goal of the brothers is to have enough food, drink, a warm bed with a wife and children, and this can now be easily achieved with the current standards of martial power.

Lacking motivation for progress.

Similar situations occur in the cultivation of the Righteous Path within the Twelve Laws.

The Chess Herald has seen enough and no longer wishes to see more.

The Advisor is burdened with too many secrets and finds it unbearable.

And now, an even greater spiritual pressure has fallen upon the head of Wang Yunxiao.

Ahead lies a dead end.

Do you still want to move forward?

Or should one face reality... considering that one is likely not to live that long anyway, it might be better to cherish the present and indulge in timely pleasures.

The Phantom Dream Realm is very different from the Outer Dimensions he had experienced before.

It’s not cold here, but the boundary between reality and illusion is not so easy to discern.

Following the Panda, it felt as though they hadn’t walked very far, or to put it another way, it was unclear whether the path beneath their feet was indeed a path, yet the surrounding scenery kept changing.

One second they were climbing steep mountains, and the next, an emerald lake stretched endlessly before their eyes.

"The flow of time in the Phantom Dream Realm is different from that in the Real World, so the messages I convey to you here are somewhat protected and won’t be detected by the enemy right away," the Panda advised as it walked on all fours.

So why did you turn into a Panda? Is this some kind of premium skin?

"Ah, we’ve arrived."

The Panda suddenly stopped, and Wang Yunxiao followed its gaze to find that they had unknowingly entered a dark and deep cave.

The walls around them were covered with layers of spider webs.

"This is Tianmen."

Huh? Where did we just come from then?

Wang Yunxiao, not well-read, couldn’t see how this place, which resembled Silk Cave, could have any connection to Tianmen.

"To be precise, it’s the ’Spiderweb Dream Circuit’ currently enveloping the skies of Tianmen City, a name I’ve given it myself," the Panda explained, pointing with its paw to the faint glimmers moving slowly within the webs.

These spider webs were not entirely still; in fact, they pulsed at a very slow rhythm.

To Wang Yunxiao, it felt like he had stumbled into the backend server room of someone else’s mainframe, with the spider webs akin to dense optical cables.

"You can think of it as an artificial Outer Dimension that attaches between the angle of dreams and reality," the Panda clarified. "Reaching the level of Refine Qi into Spirit enables you to reshape the Outer Dimension with your perception. And to create a logically consistent Outer Dimension of your own, you need at least the cultivation of Refine the Spirit and Return to the Void."

"That’s why I say, the main reason you are currently powerless against this enemy is because of this."

"The creator of this dream circuit has achieved the pinnacle of the Heretic Path of the Scholar Dharma Gate, making him the sole ’Deceptive God’ in Tianmen City and perhaps even in the whole country."

"I can only guide you to temporarily break the part of the dream circuit over the Nantong District, which could alleviate the Dreamland erosion phenomenon in the Real World. As for the larger circuit covering the entire city, I’m afraid you would break before you could unravel it."

Scholar Dharma Gate, Heretical Path, the profession at the realm of Refine the Spirit and Return to the Void is called "Mocking God"?

To dare to compare oneself to a god, one can imagine the power that entails.

However...

That such people do such things without anyone managing them?

Wang Yunxiao candidly expressed his doubts.

Panda turned his head to look at him, revealing a subtle expression.

"People’s perceptions differ, that fundamental knowledge you understand, right?"

"I understand."

"Even when it comes to eating, some choose rich and sumptuous meals while others go for a simple bowl of soup and vegetables, that’s normal, isn’t it?"

"It’s normal."

"With regards to the original intent behind this Dreamland circuit design, perhaps in your view, it is a cruelty to the people, leading to untold suffering. But from another perspective, why can’t it be seen as the fourth ’purge’?"

"What do you mean?"

"If you look at it from the common people’s perspective, of course, you’d think purging corrupt officials and the arrogant elite would be more significant for society."

"But from someone else’s viewpoint, why can’t those to be purged first be these ordinary mortals, these foolish and unruly masses with unstable minds and insufficient talent?"

"Since collective cognition is so important, important enough to even anchor the Real World. Then, as long as we remove the dross and preserve the essence, not only can it save a great deal of indoctrination cost, but it also can effectively integrate collective cognition..."

Wang Yunxiao was profoundly shocked.

"That’s human life! Not weeds by the roadside! Not chives in the field!"

"Why are you yelling at me?"

Panda shrugged: "Instead of raging powerlessly here, why not calm down and think about what you want to do?"

"You can’t change others’ perceptions, only establish your own. What is your perception?"

"I’m very calm."

Wang Yunxiao turned and glanced back at the brothers following behind him.

"My thoughts have never changed—I want to kill him!"

"Are you ready?"

"We’re ready."

"I mean, are you prepared for death? The moment you enter the Dreamland circuit and having received this information, you will be immediately noticed by him. If there’s no blood relationship or familial affection, I don’t think he will show the slightest mercy towards you."

Panda stood up and pulled out the green bamboo rod: "Starting the countdown now, 3, 2, 1..."

With a light flick of the bamboo rod, the layered spiderwebs in front of him were torn apart.

The familiar feeling of weightlessness washed over again, but this time instead of falling, Wang Yunxiao quickly found his balance and firmly landed on his feet.

"Open fire—!"

Before he could react, his line of sight was filled with dozens of grenades thrown his way.

And the blindingly shiny bayonets.

A silver streak flashed by, and he immediately retreated dozens of meters.

Chen Yan let out a piercing scream, at this critical moment, she flicked all her ten fingers at once, causing all members of the team to shift back by twenty meters, opening the distance from the opponent.

The grenades exploded mid-air, throwing up waves of heat, and shrapnel flew onto Wang Yunxiao’s face.

The opponents were Garrison Soldiers! And they were equipped with the exact same gear as his side.

Were they friends or foes?