Chapter 7: The Dream-Stealing Goddess

Mount Luo Feng is in the north of the Netherworld, the source of the River of Forgetfulness.

At first glance, Mount Luo Feng is not big; its projection in reality is only 300,000 miles in circumference and 26,000 miles high.

But if you can see through the boundary between reality and illusion, you can step into the real Luo Feng Yuan Dong Tian and see the true appearance of this mountain.

Upon entering the Yuan Dong Tian, you can see a red moon hanging high, with blood-colored moonlight sprinkling over the heavens, flowing through infinite dimensions, covering every corner of the Luo Feng Yuan Dong Tian.

The ancestral veins of Mount Luo Feng extend in four directions, dividing into billions of branches, stretching out countless spiritual mountains and blessed lands in the myriad worlds, thereby nurturing one minor world after another, and great worlds.

These worlds are filled with innate spiritual energy, and a considerable number of worlds even possess complete laws, where the radiance of Dao and principles intertwine, like scattered stars among the mountains.

Xiang Xuanqing developed some great worlds with complete laws, mainly to use as gardens to cultivate heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

After all, he occasionally refines some spiritual treasures according to his interests.

There are not many buildings in the Yuan Dong Tian, mainly seven: one Fengdu Palace suppressing the mountains and valleys; six Heavenly Palaces hanging in the dome, each palace 46.8 billion light-years apart.

One palace and six palaces form a formation, constructing a magnificent innate great formation.

Xiang Xuanqing came to the gate of the Zhoujue Tiangong, peeled off the talisman on the door, pushed open the palace gate, and went straight to a large tripod.

Dang dang!

He patted the large tripod, and the tripod immediately split into two, becoming two.

"Let me think about what materials I need?" Xiang Xuanqing reached into his sleeve, took out two branches, and threw them into the tripod respectively.

Then he snapped his fingers, and outside the Tiangong, points of light leaped out of the worlds, then gathered together, turning into a colorful rainbow bridge.

When the rainbow bridge arrived in front of the Zhoujue Tiangong, it split, and countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures floated in the air, waiting to enter the tripod in turn.

"And this!"

Xiang Xuanqing took out two talismans and stuck them on the large tripod, one with "Luoying Divine Axe" written on it, and one with "Crying Mourning Stick" written on it.

These two were the spiritual treasures he needed to refine.

"Alright, start refining!"

After distributing the main refining materials, Xiang Xuanqing turned and left.

As everyone knows, innate spiritual treasures have spirits.

As the refiner, Xiang Xuanqing only needs to prepare the materials, and the two large tripods have a lot to consider.

They will complete the remaining refining work on their own.

Leaving the Zhoujue Tiangong, Xiang Xuanqing intended to meet a goddess.

He sat down in the Fengdu Palace and fell asleep peacefully.

When Xiang Xuanqing opened his eyes again, he arrived above a sea of light.

Infinite radiance drowned all his sight.

There is nothing here but light.

The incomparably vast radiance shone through time and space, covering up, down, left, and right, shrouding the past and the future.

"Every time I enter a dream, the place seems to be different. Where is it this time?" Xiang Xuanqing walked on this incredible sea of light.

He looked up at the highest distance of the firmament, where countless points of light floated, like snowflakes falling all the time, melting into the vast sea of light, becoming a part of it.

Xiang Xuanqing's heart moved, and he took some floating points of light, "This is... the light of souls?"

Xiang Xuanqing read some information from the points of light; those were the lives of various creatures, from birth to death, bit by bit, incomparably real.

"A pity." Xiang Xuanqing shook his head, opened his palm, and let these points of light slide from his hand.

"A pity for what?"

An ethereal voice sounded above the sea of light.

"A pity that this is just a dream of yours." Xiang Xuanqing looked up at the sky, stepped out of the sea of light, and came to another place.

"I thought you would be confused, even if only for a moment."

A goddess appeared in front of Xiang Xuanqing, in red clothes, barefoot, with a sweet smile on her face.

"There is still confusion." Xiang Xuanqing turned back to look at the sea of light floating in the void; it was just a small bubble, and there were many bubbles listed with it, a full three thousand.

"Where did those soul lights come from?" Xiang Xuanqing recalled the scene just now. When he touched those soul lights and realized it was a sea of soul light, he almost thought he had entered the destination of all living beings.

"Where did they come from?"

The goddess looked at Xiang Xuanqing with a smile, "Of course, stolen, stolen from one dream after another."

"Dream stealing?" Xiang Xuanqing raised his eyebrows; this supernatural power is indeed good.

"Indeed." The goddess nodded gently, "Used to verify a possibility."

"I've been thinking recently, if all living beings in the Primordial World are pulled into a dream, can a supreme true world be recreated?"

Xiang Xuanqing thought for a while, "Sounds like a good idea."

"Right! You think so too!" The goddess's eyes lit up. She was a bit excited, her voice as pleasant as a lark: "But I encountered some difficulties when experimenting."

"First, guys who are too strong can't be pulled, like you; if you don't want to come, I can't help it."

"Then it's that as long as everyone gets together, they always fight, and the dream I worked so hard to weave is riddled with holes if I'm not careful. This is really sad. Are the gods you meet outside like this too?"

The goddess stretched out her finger and counted the difficulties she encountered to Xiang Xuanqing seriously.

"Later, I felt that pulling people into dreams one by one was too troublesome, not as fast as my own dream stealing."

The goddess's tone carried a bit of pride: "As long as I guide it a little, I can easily take what I want in the dream. That sea of light is my achievement."

"And then?" Xiang Xuanqing asked.

"Then I failed." The goddess sighed, her delicate eyebrows twisted: "I tried to use these soul lights to shape a complete world, but no matter what, I couldn't succeed. These soul lights can only complete the simplest accumulation."

She looked at the sea of light world, then raised her right hand and extended her slender jade finger to poke it.

"After all, it's a dream bubble."

A road that doesn't work, it's better to destroy it as soon as possible.

"Sigh, don't talk about me, talk about yourself." The goddess's sadness came and went quickly, and she turned to look at Xiang Xuanqing with great interest.

"Did you cause any trouble outside? A very powerful guy came recently."

"That projection?"

"Yes!" The goddess nodded, "He is very powerful, coming from a very distant time and space, saying he came to send you something."

"What did he send?" Xiang Xuanqing's heart moved.

"A door." The goddess waved her hand, and a bubble appeared in her palm.

While handing it to Xiang Xuanqing, she said: "He said, he hopes you will seriously consider the last invitation again."

When the bubble was in hand, a voice sounded in Xiang Xuanqing's mind.

【Fellow Daoist Fengdu, I believe we will meet again soon!】

"What's wrong?" The goddess asked with concern.

"Nothing." Xiang Xuanqing came back to his senses. He looked at the bubble in his hand, where a pitch-black portal was floating.

It really is Hongjun...

The author's previous book, finished at 2 million words, the style is quite unique. Friends who are interested can go take a look.

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