After falling asleep, Yuan returned to the realm of dreams once again, and the first thing he noticed was the handso man from before, but he was sitting on a large boulder with a lonely expression on his face as he gazed at the drifting clouds.
When Yuan saw his expression, all thoughts of trying to disturb his peace disappeared, and Yuan patiently stood there.
"It feels great to finally start moving again, huh?" The handso man suddenly spoke, his gaze still at the sky.
"Are you responsible for my sudden recovery?" Yuan asked him.
The handso man turned to look at him and said, "? I am rely an imagination in your dreams. How could I possibly do that?"
"Even though you’re strong?" Yuan said.
The handso man laughed a little before speaking, "There are things even the strongest beings in the universe cannot achieve."
"If you’re not responsible for my recovery, then who— or what is?"
"Who knows. Maybe you did it yourself by instinct. A cultivator is much more profound than you imagine."
"However, you shouldn’t celebrate so early, as your body isn’t completely healed."
"W-What? What do you an? How do you know that?" Yuan had kind of expected this outco when he heard ifeng say the sa thing, but this handso man appeared confident that he hasn’t fully recovered yet.
"Because your body is still restricted by the curses. Your current freedom is rely temporary. If you don’t continue to increase your cultivation, you will eventually return to your previous state." The handso man said, leaving Yuan speechless.
A mont of silence later, Yuan said, "I want to increase my cultivation, but I am currently experiencing a bottleneck. I cannot breakthrough to Spirit Master no matter what. I think it’s because there isn’t enough spiritual energy in my place."
"Blaming on your environnt for your lack of experience and failures? How typical of a weakling." The handso man said with a cold smile on his face.
"There is sufficient spiritual energy in your world for you to breakthrough to Spirit Master. You just can’t do it because you aren’t capable."
"Then do you have any advice for ? The strong should help the weak out, right?"
The handso man burst out laughing and said, "The strong should help the weak? Where did you hear that nonsense? In the cultivation world, you only have yourself. If soone decides to help you, it’s mostly for their own benefit, or they have so other ulterior motives. You not only lack strength but you also lack common sense."
"Did the curses really screw with you that much? This is going to be troubleso." The man shook his head in a regretful manner.
"Forget it. Since you finally rember , I will help you a little bit."
Yuan raised his eyebrows.
"But I don’t rember you?"
"The fact that I am in your dream ans you’re starting to rember." The handso man then suddenly snapped his fingers, changing the scenery.
"W-Where am I?" Yuan looked around his new environnt that looked very familiar for so reason, and the handso man had disappeared.
"Hey, it’s that trash who can’t breakthrough to Spirit Master while everyone else has long achieved it, *!\[email protected]#^!"
"You dare co out again after what happened last week? Are you looking for another beating, *!\[email protected]#^?"
Soone suddenly shouted, causing Yuan to turn around and look in that direction.
A few ters away, Yuan could see a group of young people wearing uniforms that looked very much like disciple uniforms.
’This looks like a sect... So this is the cultivation world? Why is he showing this?’ Yuan wondered to himself.
Then he noticed the young man that was standing not far away from this group of disciples.
Yuan’s eyes widened with surprise when he saw this young man, as this young man had facial features that looked very much like him, and it made Yuan feel like he was watching himself.
However, this young man had a cold expression on his face that sent shivers down Yuan’s back.
"Look! He’s angry! Hahaha! What are you going to do, *!\[email protected]#^?! Beat us up?!"
"Hahaha!"
The group of disciples began laughing. These people were clearly bullies, and that young man whose na he couldn’t hear for so reason was their victim.
"I have had enough of your bullshits! Every ti we fight, you all gang up on ! Let’s fight one on one if you dare!" The young man suddenly said in a cold voice.
The group stopped laughing after hearing his words, and they exchanged glances with each other before nodding.
"Good. Then let’s fight. However, I will only fight if it’s in the Life or Death arena." One of the disciples stepped forward and spoke with an arrogant look on his face.
"Life or Death?" The young man frowned.
"What? Are you chickening out now? What happened to your brave words a mont ago?"
The young man sneered coldly and said, "Fine! If you want a Life or Death fight, then you got it!"
After the young man finished his sentence, the scenery changed again, and Yuan was standing before a large stage that was surrounded by disciples.
On the stage was the young man and the disciple that challenged him, both of them with weapons in their hands.
Once the match began, they both released their cultivation base.
The young man’s cultivation was the peak of the Spirit Warrior, but his opponent was one level above him at the first level Spirit Master. However, the disparity from that one level was akin to heaven and earth.
"Aiya! To think *!\[email protected]#^ would accept a Life or Death challenge from (*#@$%! He’s courting death!"
While the spectators anticipated the young man’s death, in the midst of the fierce battle, the young man suddenly had a breakthrough when he was on the verge of losing, entering the Spirit Master realm.
After his breakthrough, the young man instantly turned the tides and killed the other disciple in a grueso manner.
Once the match ended, the scenery changed again, and the handso man returned.
"What do you think?" The handso man asked with a profound smile on his face.
"What am I supposed to think? Are you telling to experience a life or death battle with soone in order to breakthrough?" Yuan said to him.
"You don’t get it? Then watch it until you do." The handso man snapped his fingers again, and Yuan returned to the arena right at the start of the life or death battle, watching them fight all over again.
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