Chapter 358 Dream Worry Pill

Chapter 358: Dream-Sorrow Pill

The mountains and forests were serene, with specks of light from the rising sun, swaying Purple Bamboo, and auspicious Qi rising.

This was Qing Yao’s residence, very tranquil and peaceful; it was an independent Small World, a rare Dao land.

Ahead, within that Purple Bamboo Forest, were a few thatched huts, looking simple and unadorned, blending into nature.

By the lake, the water was crystal clear, reflecting the starlight, and the moon was bright, as if the Milky Way had descended to the human world.

Qing Yao was calm, standing there, her clothes fluttering, her skin like jade, but she looked somewhat desolate and lonely.

“Pretty Sister, is there something you can’t let go of?” Lin Fan walked over, not unfamiliar with this place, but rather quite familiar.

“Why do you say that?” Qing Yao’s beautiful eyes glanced over, brimming with autumn water, her voice pleasant to the ear.

“The Great Elder of Immortal Academy said that you have an obsession in your heart, and your shackles are hard to break, otherwise you would have long stood at the Peak of the Human Dao and become a Supreme,” Lin Fan said.

He had learned much from Xiang Zhili; in the Dao of Cultivation, there were always some special major hurdles.

The Supreme Realm, as the last realm in the Human Dao Domain, was precisely like this, requiring various demanding conditions to be triggered before one could cross it.

This was also why, since ancient times, Supremes under five hundred years old were rarely seen; it required years of tempering and baptism.

Of course, it was also related to the current system, which relied too heavily on heaven and earth, emphasizing the Dao of nature and coexisting with all things.

Unlike the Secret Realm method of later generations, where as long as one had an invincible heart, battling heaven, earth, and people, one could pass by undergoing Lightning Tribulations.

As the saying goes, ‘Heaven-covering people, heaven-covering souls, if you’re not convinced, just do it, the victor is Emperor!’

“Feelings are hard to extinguish, obsessions are hard to disperse, one thought cuts, another thought arises…” Qing Yao murmured, with endless sighs.

The next moment, Lin Fan saw her obsession fly out from her body, transforming into blurry shadows, circling around her.

Lin Fan was surprised, looking at those imprints, most of which were about a man, with black hair flowing, incomparably heroic.

What surprised him most was, how could that person look so much like him? He actually had eight-tenths of his handsomeness.

Soon, he understood that it was the Devil Emperor, a man that Pretty Sister had always held in her heart.

“I can never forget him…”

Qing Yao sighed, using secret arts and grand methods to forget, the man’s figure blurred, but a sour feeling remained deep in her heart.

Indeed, in a moment of distraction, her obsession resurfaced again.

One thought arises, one thought disperses, another thought appears; in the end, breaking the existing obsession only buries a deeper one.

Lin Fan was startled, must one cut off all obsessions to become a Supreme, becoming a desireless being perfectly aligned with the Heavenly Dao?

In his opinion, this was not necessarily true!

Counting all the Supremes from ancient times to the present, which one truly became emotionless after achieving the Dao? Their seven emotions and six desires still remained.

Especially when facing life-and-death crises, they would also be afraid, and even betray their former convictions to survive.

For example, some two-faced Supremes in the Nine Heavens.

Besides, the Rebellious Supreme who opened the Butian Secret Realm, his love was as strong as gold; he lived his entire life to save his Dao Companion.

Was his obsession not deep enough? Yet he still became a Supreme.

“Pretty Sister, letting go is not forgetting. The Dao of nature emphasizes a clear heart. If you believe you can stand at the Peak of the Human Dao, then you are a Supreme,” Lin Fan whispered.

This was like killing to protect life, cutting karma not people. You deem what is good as good, and what is evil as evil.

“Letting go is not forgetting… The heart’s direction, not bound by feelings, not trapped by emotions…”

Qing Yao murmured to herself, she felt a sigh, a sense of loss, guilt, and disappointment… her mood was extremely complex.

Her obsession was too deep, how could it be resolved with just a word or two?

“Here, take this, I hope it helps you.”

Lin Fan took out a golden Medicinal Pill, its fragrance assailing the nostrils. Just smelling it made one’s head feel dizzy, wanting to fall into a deep sleep.

“This is…” Qing Yao was puzzled.

“Great Dream Returns to Separation, Forgetting Worries and Dispelling Sorrows — the Dream-Sorrow Pill. After taking it, one can have a very long dream, and in the dream, you can see the people or things you wish to see.”

Lin Fan explained that he had obtained this from the Great Elder of Immortal Academy.

It was said that this Medicinal Pill was extremely precious, rare in the world, coming from an ancient Immortal ruin, and there was only one such Pill.

Not long ago, when that old man took it out, he was very distressed, muttering that a certain Holy Emperor Palace should compensate him doubly in the future.

“Pretty Sister, according to the Grand Elder, after taking the Medicinal Pill, there’s a chance a person might never wake up, sinking into the past, be careful…”

However, before Lin Fan could finish speaking, Qing Yao had already taken the Dream-Sorrow Pill, smiled at him, turned, and returned to her Immortal Cave to sleep.

Lin Fan: “…”

…

A month later, Qing Yao still hadn’t woken up, remaining motionless, sitting cross-legged in the thatched hut, as if petrified.

“Grand Elder, your Medicinal Pill wouldn’t have a problem, would it? Why hasn’t she woken up yet?” Lin Fan asked worriedly, looking at the Gray-Clothed Old Man beside him.

“It shouldn’t be. When I bought it, they said she would wake up within seven days at the earliest, and no later than half a month. Now…”

Xiang Zhili murmured softly, also unable to make sense of it, full of doubt.

Upon hearing this, Lin Fan’s face instantly darkened. In his anxiety, he didn’t care that he was a Supreme, a revered Senior, and directly questioned him.

“Old man, you’re messing with me! Didn’t you say the Medicinal Pill came from an ancient Immortal ruin? How is it that it’s now something you bought?” he fumed.

Presently, the other members of the Butian Sect were startled, their backs drenched. This kid was too bold; how could he speak to a Supreme like that?

“Cough, Lin Fan, mind your words…” The Butian Sect Leader coughed lightly, reminding him.

But Lin Fan didn’t care so much, saying, “You must give me an explanation today, otherwise, when I go to the Nine Heavens, I’ll smash your Immortal Academy with the Reincarnation Disk!”

The Great Elder of Immortal Academy was stunned, his old face a mix of tears and laughter. He actually had a day when he was threatened…

As expected, like father, like son!

As for the people next to him, they were terrified, jumping in fright, very afraid that the Supreme would act the next moment.

“Dao Brother, are all your Disciples here so fierce and courageous?” The Butian Sect Elder transmitted his voice.

Butian Sect Leader: “…”

However, unexpectedly, the Gray-Clothed Old Man remained very calm, not caring about the other party’s rude behavior, and instead began to explain to Lin Fan.

“The Medicinal Pill was indeed bought by me, but its value was also considerable. I bought it with a divine medicine, plus some immortal treasures. I originally intended for one of my Disciples to take it…”

“You didn’t buy fake medicine, did you?” Lin Fan was suspicious, somewhat disbelieving.

“Didn’t I tell you the effects of the medicine? If a person is immersed in a dream, there’s a chance they might never wake up, and… this medicine is also related to you.”

“Me?” Lin Fan frowned, seriously suspecting that the old man was trying to shirk responsibility.

The old man did not speak, because this Medicinal Pill was not refined by him, nor did he know the Pill Formula; it came from the Holy Emperor Palace.

“Is there a way to forcibly wake her up?” Lin Fan asked.

Xiang Zhili pondered for a moment, then said, “I’m afraid not. Once forcibly intervened, it will leave difficult-to-heal injuries on a person’s Primordial Spirit.”

“Then what should I do?” Lin Fan was troubled.

“If it really doesn’t work, take her to the Nine Heavens and find the Supreme who refined the Medicinal Pill. That person cultivates the Dream Dao; with a wave of his hand, he can make thousands of Cultivators fall asleep and die painlessly in a beautiful dream.”

At this point, the Great Elder of Immortal Academy even showed some apprehension.