A thick fog blanketed the area.
Countless faint sounds came from afar, like a wisp of smoke that vanished as soon as it brushed past the ear, and could not be heard again no matter how hard one tried to listen.
Long Xun calmly strode forward. Just like last time, he couldn't tell which way to go. Thick fog filled the air in all directions, making it impossible to see his own hand in front of his face.
He simply started walking casually, without caring about the direction. Then, as he walked, the fog in front of him gradually dissipated and thinned, no longer obstructing his vision.
It was still the same valley that resembled a fairyland, and it was still the same 'Dragon Seeking' from before. The difference was that his adopted son, Atan, was not there. Instead, a tall man sat with his back to Dragon Seeking at the stone table.
His hair was jet black and flowed down to his waist, smooth as silk. His white robe was adorned with fine gold and silver threads, making it shimmer and appear incredibly luxurious and dazzling.
He still couldn't see the face clearly, but Long Xun knew who it was. It was Bei Chen. His calm and restrained, even flat, voice was so distinctive.
"Your Majesty, why are some beings born high and mighty, while other beings, no matter how hard they try, can never compare?"
"All beings are born equal, so what is the meaning of being superior?" 'Dragon Seeker' replied.
Long Xun suddenly felt curious. Bei Chen... what does his face look like? He had seen this person in both of his dreams. What was his relationship with him in his past life?
Long Xun subconsciously took a step to the side, wanting to go around to the side to see his face, but he did not expect that his movement would cause the mist to ripple gently, and the scene in front of him would shake and dissipate like water ripples. After it calmed down, it became a different scene.
A silver dragon emerged from the sea, its massive mouth slightly open. A handsome, pale-faced man in white robes was spat out, a trace of golden blood still clinging to the corner of his mouth.
—This man looks exactly like Yin Chen, the only difference being that he has two silver, shimmering dots on his forehead.
This is the mark of immortality. Mu Lanjun also has one, but unlike gods who don't hide anything, immortals always hide their marks of immortality.
The silver dragon transformed into a dragon-human form and stood beside the man. At that moment, the man on the ground trembled slightly with his butterfly-like eyelashes, and the dot on his forehead flickered briefly before gradually disappearing beneath his skin. Then he opened his eyes.
Those were incredibly deep black eyes, seemingly containing countless mysteries, and seemingly capable of encompassing all things in the world. Tiny points of light flowed gently in the depths of their eyes, adding a touch of brightness.
Since waking up, he has been staring blankly at 'Long Xun', motionless, as if he had gone mad from a dream.
"Dragon God...?...Your...Your Excellency...?"
Long Xun lowered his head and calmly asked him, "Bei Chen, are you alright?"
Bei Chen remained stunned for a long time before finally opening his mouth slightly. His injuries were too severe, making his voice weak and feeble, lacking his usual calm and rigid tone: "N-nothing...cough cough..."
'Long Xun' frowned slightly: 'You don't look like you're alright.'
Bei Chen had already struggled to stand up, his body swaying precariously, but he still shook his head: "No need for Your Excellency... I'll be fine after a period of rest."
"Why are you being so polite with me?" 'Long Xun' seemed displeased, raised his hand and grabbed Bei Chen, saying directly, "Go to my place to rest, and don't say another word."
Bei Chen stared at him, then smiled wryly, "You... are too domineering... do you even have any sense of reason?"
“I won’t tell you,” Long Xun said seriously.
Long Xun, who had been observing this memory from the sidelines, suddenly felt that the sentence sounded familiar. In a flash, the dream that had been maintaining its tranquility vanished, and he felt his consciousness gradually detach, the ethereal and dreamlike feeling slowly being replaced by the fullness of reality.
He found himself in a virtual space, with an empty platform in front of him. Eleven adult men stood to his left, each dressed in different clothes and using their skills.
Judging from the purple-clad man flying through the air while playing the flute, this must be the page for choosing a class in the JX3 system.
—But why does this system select professions by watching people from different sects perform? Does it just choose whoever performs the best?
Long Xun felt a deep headache.
He knew most of these sects: Cangyun, Beggars' Sect, Ming Cult, Tang Sect, Chunyang, Five Poisons, Wanhua, Shaolin, Seven Shows, Cangjian, and Tian Ce. He had seen the sets of each sect's equipment from the Gu Nu.
Oh wait, the Gu Nu system doesn't have a male Qi Xiu class.
...Long Xun looked at Xiu Ye's alluring pink outfit and felt a chill for some reason.
Since he didn't understand the system yet, Long Xun randomly picked one and then heard the whistling sound of a heavy sword. The Hidden Sword disciple flew directly onto the platform. After Long Xun confirmed it, everything went black before his eyes, and then his consciousness finally returned to reality.
Then Long Xun discovered that he was being pressed down on a table by something. The Jianwang 3 system had marked his own small avatar in the upper left corner of his view, with a silver dragon head boldly displayed on it.
Long Xun opened his eyes, his pupils flashing with iridescent light before instantly returning to their original calm and still state, as if it had just been an illusion.
He was in a sealed room, surrounded by thick metal plates on all sides, with a glass wall in front. Inside the glass wall was an even emptier room, with only a bed in the center. On the bed were black straps as wide as an arm, which were tightly binding a sleeping boy in a hospital gown.
In the corner of Long Xun's room, there were some instruments, but they were all broken and sat there quietly, emitting a beeping alarm sound.
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