The old man stood outside the shop, trying to suppress the anger in his heart.
The top monster that originally cost 50 million now only has a hair left!
He took out his phone and was about to call the Dragon Group's manager to give him a scolding when he heard someone behind him say in a trembling voice, "Master, you must watch this video."
The old man took the phone and looked at it carefully, then showed a look of horror.
This was a dark web, a place run by players from the otherworld, who used it to exchange precious items and skill cards. At that moment, an advertisement appeared on the homepage of this dark web, with the message: [Long-term supply of top-tier monsters. Interested parties, please private message.]
Below the ad was a video that played in a continuous loop. It showed an extremely tall and handsome man standing in a wooden box, pulling out his permanent teeth one by one.
In his hands, this incorruptible bone, which was enough to wipe out the entire world of metaphysics, was like meat on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered at will.
The man threw a pile of teeth, nails, hair, venom sacs and other things into the foot basin and said in a flat tone: "You can take it yourself."
Is this processing of unmelted bones? This is clearly selling pork!
Players kept leaving messages saying that the scene was too exaggerated, that it must have been shot with special effects, and that there was no such talented person in the world.
However, the old man holding a strand of green hair knew that such a person really existed in the world! Moreover, their relationship with this person had already become strained before they even had the chance to meet him.
"Idiot, a deadbeat!" the old man cursed harshly. He then took a screenshot of the man in the video and posted it on the Dragon Group's internal network, announcing: "This is a tasker from the other world. His level is enough to instantly kill any SSS-level tasker. It's unclear whether he's a friend or foe. If you see him, stay away!"
Someone immediately responded: [Zhuang Li, what is his true strength?]
Zhuang Li?
The old man pondered for a moment and wrote: [His strength remains a mystery. However, he will perform an exorcism in a few days, and we will soon be able to find out his true nature.]
After doing all this, the old man waved his hand and ordered: "Go back."
Since the Undying Bones had already been sold, there was no need for them to greet those mysterious figures, otherwise it would seem like they were looking for trouble.
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That night, Zhuang Li lay on his newly bought big bed, stretched out his hand, and asked Xuan Ming to help him tattoo a magic circle on the back of his hand to summon the devil.
He studied all the magic books and magic notes of the black wizard, and with deep insights, he created a summoning circle specifically for summoning the devil in the bottle. Otherwise, this little thing was too fast and too erratic, and it would disappear without a trace in the blink of an eye.
"It's done." Xuan Ming placed the last needle and asked worriedly, "Does it hurt?"
"I've applied anesthetic, so it doesn't hurt." Zhuang Li shook his head.
Xuan Ming kissed the back of his hand, and then carefully observed the hexagram magic circle.
"Give it a try," he encouraged.
Zhuang Li closed his eyes and chanted the spell silently. The next second, the devil in the bottle came out from his palm which was emitting white light. He was naked and had a wet little yellow duck sitting on his crotch.
Apparently he was playing with water in the washbasin just now.
The devil in the bottle fell on the bed with a gurgle. After struggling to get up, he pointed at Zhuang Li's nose and started cursing. He stomped his feet hard, then picked up the little yellow duck and rushed back to the bathroom.
"He's gotten stronger." Xuan Ming whispered, "I guess his power comes from devouring. He's a cultivation-type demon."
Zhuang Li nodded with interest, then touched the tattoo on the back of his hand.
Pitch-black geometric patterns spread across the snow-white skin, with pale blue blood vessels running diagonally underneath. The collision of bright colors and the mysterious and exquisite magic patterns created a beautiful work of art.
The more Xuan Ming looked at her, the more he loved her. He held up the little devil's hand, gave her gentle kisses continuously, then pulled her into his arms and covered her.
The newly bought bed was very soft, supporting the two of them like a cloud as they entangled in the ultimate lovemaking.
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A few days later, Mu's father and mother came to visit again with Mu Nuan, who had gained weight.
"The nightmare demon has been hurt by her many times, but recently, it seems to know how to control Nuannuan's dreams better and better. It almost caught Nuannuan yesterday. We didn't dare to wait any longer, so we came here rashly." Father Mu said palely.
Mu Nuan rolled up her sleeves, showing a circle of purple scratches on her wrist, her expression full of fear.
The courage she had gathered up with great difficulty was shrunk again after experiencing the danger of yesterday.
Zhuang Li carefully studied her expression and comforted her, "Don't be afraid. In your dream, you are not alone. You can still hear my voice. I will teach you how to kill that demon. Even if you don't believe in yourself, you should believe in me."
He spread out his palms, summoned a cluster of brilliant light out of thin air, and forced them to condense together, slowly forming a fiery red poppy. He handed it over: "This is the flower of courage. It will bring you endless courage."
"Oh! Is this true?" Mu's mother screamed in fear.
Father Mu was also stunned. This was definitely not a magic trick! Magic tricks don't have such light effects and wonders!
Mu Nuan looked down at the flowers, then looked up at Zhuang Li, the expression on her face becoming more and more incredulous.
"Are you a god?" Her dim eyes suddenly lit up.
"Shh." Zhuang Li did not answer directly, but just raised his slender index finger and smiled mysteriously.
In Mu Nuan's view, this was a tacit agreement. So the courage she had withdrawn deep in her heart began to emerge again.
Seeing her spirits rise, Zhuang Li then explained to her how to have a lucid dream. First, she had to develop the habit of looking down at her watch from time to time in her daily life. That way, she would also habitually check her watch in her dreams.
People in dreams have no ability to read, so when they see words, all they see is a blur.
So, when Mu Nuan couldn't see the clock face clearly in her dream, she immediately realized that it was her dream. Next, she would set the alarm to wake herself up so that she could clearly remember what she had dreamed about. Then she would silently tell herself: How do I want my next dream to develop? What do I want to do?
After conceiving the second half of the dream, she had to continue sleeping to see if this dream could continue from the previous one and whether the plot would be the same as she had planned.
She practiced and dreamed over and over again, and gradually, she became proficient in controlling her dreams. When she saw the blurry dial, she would immediately realize that she was in a dream, and then tell herself - you are Superman, you can do anything here.
After a few more days, Zhuang Li was sure that the time was right and decided to proceed to the final step of exorcism.
Zi Wei brought an old man and several middle-aged men, who were said to be masters of the metaphysics world or experts of the Dragon Group.
These people came forward one by one to greet Zhuang Li with a very humble attitude, but when they glanced at Xuan Ming standing beside them, they showed a look of fear.
Lately, this guy has been auctioning off top-tier monsters online daily, bringing in tens or even hundreds of millions of yuan a day. The Dragon Group contacted him privately, wanting to buy some scraps from him, but he always rejected the offer, thinking it was too low.
This made the Dragon Group feel helpless, but they could do nothing about it.
The other party wanted to sell it to them in the first place, but they didn't want it. Who can they blame?
The old man felt a dull pain in his heart when he thought about how those monsters could be made into countless top-level weapons.
At this moment, Zhuang Li led Mu Nuan into a dream. The old man quickly took out a mirror and said, "Master Zhuang, this is the Dream Mirror. Through it, we can see everything Miss Mu encountered in her dream. I wonder if you allow us to use it?"
Oh? There's actually such a magical thing?
Zhuang Li raised his eyebrows, looked at the mirror with interest, waved his hand and said, "You can use it." He originally prepared a machine that can read people's thoughts and restore people's dreams into images.
But he prefers things that cannot be explained by science.
The old man called himself Master Huoyun, the abbot of Huoyun Temple and a leading figure in the world of metaphysics. Almost all the masters of the Dragon Group were his disciples. The magical instrument he produced was naturally a fine item. With a single shine on Mu Nuan's face, it captured the image from her dream with crystal clarity.
Mu Nuan walked along a pitch-black, endless path, flanked by endless wasteland and howling wind. Above her was a vast, starless night sky. Shivering with cold, she checked her watch as she walked, muttering, "I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming. I want light, and there will be light to illuminate my path."
As soon as she finished speaking, fireflies flew over from all directions, illuminating her surroundings.
Tiny lights appear in the dark night, and a beautiful girl is wandering among them. It is a very beautiful picture.
Everyone looked relaxed as they watched the dream, except Zhuang Li, who had a frown on his face and a look of worry in his eyes.
If Mu Nuan's willpower was strong enough, and she said there should be light, the light source that would appear should be a bright red sun, not a few weak fireflies.
The scenery before her was beautiful, but it also exposed Mu Nuan's timidity. She was ultimately unable to overcome her fear of the nightmare.
7480, having learned a little bit from what he saw and heard, couldn't help but sigh, "This is going to be trouble!"
As soon as it finished speaking, Mu Nuan, who was walking tremblingly in the light spot, stepped on empty air and fell into the abyss, letting out a long series of shrill screams.
Everyone watching the exorcism was startled by this sudden turn of events.
"Oh no, the nightmare has appeared!" The old man was the first to sound the alarm.
However, Mu Nuan in her dream couldn't hear him at all. The sudden feeling of falling made her brain fall into a state of falling. She was no longer able to think.
She had no recollection of dreaming, much less of how to save herself. She just kept flailing her arms and legs and screaming. A black vulture swooped down from above her, its sharp claws aimed at her head.
As long as these two sharp claws were to clamp down hard, Mu Nuan's head would be like a watermelon smashed by a sledgehammer, and red and white brain matter would burst out in an instant.
Her life was hanging by a thread.
And this vulture slowly grew a human face and let out a strange laugh.
It's a nightmare!
Mu Nuan, who was falling rapidly, was so frightened by the terrifying laughter that she could do nothing but scream "Ahhhh". As an ordinary person, it was impossible for her to have the powerful idea of "I am a god" as soon as she entered a dream.
Seeing that the vulture's claws were about to hook Mu Nuan's hair, everyone showed a look of pity and helplessness.
This isn't exorcism at all; it's sending people to their own deaths! He doesn't even enter the dream, but instead asks the vulnerable victim to fight the demon. What kind of exorcist is this?
The old man exhaled heavily through his nose, already on the verge of a rage. This Zhuang Li was clearly a liar!
However, he was also unable to save Mu Nuan, because his spirit body was too powerful and would directly destroy Mu Nuan's soul. Everyone present was powerless.
Father Mu and Mother Mu kept shouting, "Nuan Nuan, wake up! Quick! We can't sleep anymore!"
However, Mu Nuan couldn't hear them at all. She continued to fall, a strand of her hair entangled in the vulture's claws, but was easily cut off the moment they touched, scattering in the wind.
One can imagine what will happen to Mu Nuan when these sharp claws touch her body.
Blood splattered everywhere, heads and bodies severed, limbs torn apart...
Scene after scene of horrific suffering appeared in everyone's mind, causing them to turn their eyes away, unable to bear to watch any longer.
The vulture let out a long and shrill scream, as if celebrating its victory.
At this moment, Zhuang Li spoke softly, "Mu Nuan, listen. This is your dream, and you can control everything in it at will. Now, you will become a swift, piercing through the darkness like an arrow, soaring into the magnificent sky where the sun rises. That vulture won't be able to catch you, because swifts are the fastest birds in the world. You are safe, you are already safe."
He stretched out his hand and touched Mu Nuan's frightened face from a distance.
Miraculously, under his guidance, the falling Mu Nuan actually turned into a nimble swift, flipped over in the air, avoided the vulture's claws, and soared into the sky like lightning.
Then, a ray of rosy light suddenly broke through the boundless night sky, tinting the inky darkness with a vibrant orange-red. It was the rising sun! It hung high in the sky, illuminating the earth and driving away the darkness. A young swift, chirping, flew toward it, leaving the vulture far behind.
The Swifts are safe.
Mu Nuan is also safe.
Seeing the image in the mirror, Mu's father and mother collapsed on the sofa, then put their hands together and kept bowing to Zhuang Li, tears of fear and terror rolling down their cheeks.
Several leading figures in the world of metaphysics were now stunned.
I haven't even entered the dream, but I can control everything in it! What kind of magic is this?
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