Chapter 30 The dream lover is, of course, our best Hengluan Emperor...

"I heard you were looking for me?"

An old but clear voice rang out behind him, and Cui Mingcan was immediately startled, his skin crawling and his hair standing on end.

"Aaaaaaaah, a ghost!!!"

He took off running, not daring to even look back.

"Heh, what a coward." The man's clothes fluttered, and as if he had teleported, he stood in front of Cui Mingcan in the blink of an eye.

"Don't run away. I have something to discuss with you."

"..." Cui Mingcan turned pale and collapsed to the ground.

"What are you afraid of? Weren't you just looking for me?"

"Who are you? I don't know you!" Cui Mingcan was so frightened when she saw him floating over that she retreated repeatedly, on the verge of tears. She regretted leaving them.

What do you want to do?

Cui Mingcan watched his every move warily.

"Didn't you just say you were looking for me?" The old man in flowing white robes looked like an immortal, smiling kindly at him.

“You are…” Cui Mingcan fell into deep thought, then suddenly his eyes lit up. The person in front of him looked at him expectantly, his eyes encouraging him to speak.

"You are the God of War!?"

"..." Qingwei's lips twitched, feeling worried about the intelligence of the disciple she had taken in.

"Ahem, you can think of it that way if you want." Qing smiled and asked, "What did you ask me for just now? Tell me?"

Cui Mingcan thought that his sincerity had moved the heavens, and that the heavens had really sent him reinforcements. He nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, yes, I would like to ask the immortals to grant me good luck in the competition later."

After saying this, Cui Mingcan bowed respectfully.

"I'll leave you with good luck, but don't you want to learn something?"

Cui Mingcan looked up in confusion: "What is that?"

Emperor Qingwei narrowed his eyes and said mysteriously, "For example, something that can help you win this competition."

"..."

Cui Mingcan's eyes lit up, but then he thought, "Is there such a thing as something for nothing? Heaven doesn't just give you a free lunch."

"How about it? Do you need it? As long as you agree, I can do it." Emperor Qingwei tempted him.

"..." Cui Mingcan pondered for a while and said, "No need, I'll win by my own strength. Although I really want to compete with Bai Yuheng and the others, cheating would be unfair to the other contestants."

“…Hahaha, you child,” Emperor Qingwei was silent for a moment, then laughed loudly, “Hmm, very good, very good.”

Cui Mingcan was puzzled and was about to take his leave.

“Wait a moment,” said Emperor Qingwei, “Although we are master and disciple, we have not seen each other for a long time. I will give you something as a gift for your entry into the sect.”

"You!?" Cui Mingcan's eyes widened, and he stammered, "You...you're my master!?"

Emperor Qingwei nodded and smiled kindly, "It is indeed I."

"Master, please accept my bow!" Cui Mingcan kowtowed deeply.

"Please rise, my disciple," Emperor Qingwei said with a smile as he helped him up.

Cui Mingcan asked, "Master, weren't you supposed to be out of seclusion for another three months? How come it's so soon!"

Emperor Qingwei: "The sect has important matters to attend to, so I came out for a while. I will go back in after the matter is resolved."

"Uh-huh."

After the two had finished getting acquainted, Emperor Qingwei asked him to stand further away, and with one hand flipping and forming a hand seal, his lips moved rapidly, as if chanting some kind of incantation.

Suddenly, a blue light enveloped Cui Mingcan, making him float in mid-air. A gust of wind, seemingly from nowhere, made his clothes flutter loudly.

A point of light flew from Emperor Qingwei's fingertip and directly into Cui Mingcan's forehead. The latter's eyes widened, and then he seemed to fall into a deep sleep.

A moment later, the halo disappeared, and Cui Mingcan landed safely on the ground.

"What I just taught you was the mental technique of our array formation school. You need to study it yourself. If you can comprehend and truly apply it, your cultivation will also be able to break through."

"Thank you, Master! I will study diligently and will certainly not let you down!"

Emperor Qingwei smiled and nodded, then looked up at the sky and said, "Get up, child, the competition is about to begin."

"yes!"

*

Training ground.

After confirming that she was on the list of contestants and when the competition would begin, Bai Yuheng decided to go and see how Cen Ying's competition was going.

Cen Ying had been exposed to medicine and poison since childhood, so she was quite adept at it. Cen Sheng, sitting on the high platform, watched Cen Ying's calm and composed operation with a smile in his eyes and nodded.

As the contestant's father, he avoided any appearance of impropriety and did not participate in the judging. The judging was handled by Emperor Yuanguang and Xie Yihong, with him assisting from the sidelines.

Bai Yuheng glanced around and, seeing that everything was going smoothly on Cen Ying's side, went to check on the other two.

Li Tiankuo was closest to Cen Ying. Swordsmanship competitions are more dangerous if they involve others, so they used the artifact of the Eastern Xuan Emperor to create another space on the arena, but people outside the arena could still see what was happening inside.

Li Tiankuo also went on stage.

The young man skillfully wielded his sword, and with a sharp cry of "Sword, come!" a razor-sharp, ancient sword transformed into a heaven-splitting blade, cleaving through the sword formation.

"Wow!"

"What amazing swordsmanship!"

A collective gasp of amazement rose and fell among the crowd.

In the blink of an eye, the sword formation was broken, and Li Tiankuo successfully advanced.

Bai Yuheng also clapped and cheered loudly along with the audience beside her.

As Li Tiankuo bowed to the crowd, he looked up and met her gaze. Bai Yuheng nodded to him, and the latter, slightly taken aback, nodded in response.

Li Tiankuo glanced away, turned to the other side, cupped his hands in greeting, and then turned to the other side again, but he still couldn't see the red figure.

"..."

Bai Yuheng had already gone to Cui Mingcan's side again.

Hey buddy!

Bai Yuheng mischievously patted his shoulder, startling him so much that he jumped.

"What are you doing!" Cui Mingcan turned his head and saw that it was her. He glared at her with deep resentment. He had already been frightened enough today. If he was frightened again, he would be scared to death!

"So timid?" Bai Yuheng laughed at him.

Cui Mingcan rolled his eyes: "You almost scared the soul out of me!"

"Alright, alright, I won't scare you anymore," Bai Yuheng laughed. "So? Shall we begin?"

"Yeah, this round's over is mine." Cui Mingcan stared ahead, feeling a surge of confidence and eager to try. "What about you? Why haven't you gone up yet?"

"There are still several more. I reckon Xiaoying has already finished competing before it's my turn."

“It’s good to be naturally gifted; you’re not even nervous.” Cui Mingcan glanced at her composed demeanor, feeling a little jealous.

"You're pretty good too, you have both talent and luck."

Cui Mingcan hummed twice in delight, "That's true."

He's had exceptionally good luck since he was a child!

He stumbled into the Tianyan Sect by accident, and even managed to defeat many fellow disciples to become the sect leader's personal disciple. He relied on his talent and luck.

Who knew he was the only one among them who was still in the Qi Refining stage!

As they were talking, the fight on the arena had already ended, and the winner was one of the Four Hegemons of the Clouds, named Ouyang Shuda, the Fourth Hegemon.

Bai Yuheng had just finished watching his moves and said to Cui Mingcan, "If you encounter him, you must be careful. Although he looks shy and kind, every move he makes is aimed at vital points."

Cui Mingcan also became serious: "Yes, I understand."

"Keep up the good work, I believe in you," Bai Yuheng said, patting his shoulder.

Don't worry! I definitely won't let you down!

"Then I'll wait and see."

After the two encouraged each other, it was time for Bai Yuheng to take the stage.

The magic is divided into three parts: first, illusion magic, which is to change the form, whether it is a person or an object; second, illusion, which can create illusions to see what people desire or fear most in their hearts. Powerful illusions can arouse people's deepest desires and even control their hearts; third, barriers.

Illusions can incite desires, barriers can lock away those who want to escape from illusions and defend against attacks from entering, and illusion magic can use illusions to kill people silently.

Just like the pollen of the peach blossom demon in Hibiscus Town, ordinary people without cultivation would experience hallucinations and fall into a dreamlike state after smelling it, which can be considered a kind of magic.

The first contest was against the barrier.

Participants break each other's protective barriers, and whoever does so in the shortest time advances to the next round.

Bai Yuheng followed everyone onto the arena. In front of each person was a small low table with a jade bottle on it and a few willow branches stuck in it.

"The barrier must fit snugly against the low table and must not extend more than ten millimeters beyond the willow branch in the bottle."

"Ten cents!?"

"How is this possible?"

"Ten cents!? Did I hear that right?"

"Who could do that?!"

"Cultivation level must be above the Golden Core stage!?"

Both onlookers and participants were shocked by this requirement.

"Isn't this requirement a bit too demanding?!"

"Silence!" Pei Yuan glanced at the increasingly noisy crowd below the platform, and immediately fell silent. "If you feel you cannot do it, you may withdraw from the competition. There is no need to force you."

Nan Yuezhu, who was standing next to her, also said, "This standard is based on the average level of the registered contestants, and it is not meant to make things difficult for everyone."

After a brief commotion, everyone looked at each other, their eyes wide as they saw that very few people had actually withdrawn from the arena. It seemed that the contestants in this competition were exceptionally strong!

"Your barrier must protect the jade bottle on the low table. If the barrier is broken and the jade bottle shatters, it will be considered a failure," Zhang Ju said to the contestants on the platform, continuing to use his amplification technique.

"If none of you have any objections, then the competition shall officially begin!"

With a short, high-pitched sound, the incense in the censer in front of the platform was instantly lit.

The onlookers held their breath, staring intently, afraid of missing any important steps.

"when!"

However, someone completed such a difficult barrier in an instant.

Everyone looked over and saw a slender woman, about five feet tall, dressed in a striking red robe, standing beside the completed barrier, awaiting the judge's measurement and decision.

"Three millimeters," the judge solemnly announced the measurement result.

The crowd gasped in disbelief.

"My goodness! Is it really that amazing?"

"Which sect are you from? I've never seen you in previous martial arts sparring matches."

"There really are people who can achieve ten millimeters, or even less!"

"My God! What a prodigy!!"

"Who is she? Does anyone know?"

"I know him! I know him!"

Who is it? Who is it?

"This year's freshman! The one who shattered the spirit-testing stone with a single palm strike!"

Wow! Is this for real?

"Absolutely true!"

"That's amazing!"

...

The sounds of the crowd rising and falling drowned out the sound of another person successfully completing the task.

Qi Cang was the second to walk up to Bai Yuheng and chuckled, "I didn't expect you to have some skills after all!"

Bai Yuheng met his gaze with a calm smile and nodded, saying, "You're not bad either."

Hearing her praise him, Qi Cang couldn't help but boast, "Isn't that right? I am one of the Four Overlords of Yunzhong! Among the major sects, apart from Master Pei sitting at the head of the table, I dare to claim third place, who dares to claim second place!"

Bai Yuheng smiled and asked curiously, "Then who is number one?"

"You've come to the right person!" Qi Cang proudly puffed out his chest, introducing his dream master with immense pride, "She is the most dazzling pearl in the world, the goddess of our magic sect, the dream mentor of every magic student, and a unique existence in the entire world!"

Bai Yuheng's brow twitched, interrupting his bold statement: "So, who exactly is she?"

Qi Cang blushed and said shyly, "Of course, it's our best Emperor Hengluan!"

Bai Yuheng: "Huh?"

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Author's Note:

Ten millimeters = one centimeter

Five feet ≈ 1.66 meters

The above information is from the internet; please feel free to point out any errors.