Liu Yunqing looked at the arm blocking her way, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she said tentatively:
"I don't know how to interpret dreams, but you seem a little anxious, senior?"
The old man's eyes flashed, and he quickly withdrew his arm, resuming his dignified and otherworldly demeanor, stroking his long, white beard as he said:
"I... I just felt a connection with you, little one, and I didn't want you to miss your chance."
"Who would have thought you wouldn't appreciate kindness? You're so young, yet you're so wary."
Liu Yunqing smiled, her tone polite and distant:
"Thank you for your kindness, senior, but I really don't remember what I dreamed about."
Upon hearing Liu Yunqing's words, the old man became anxious again and blurted out:
"Impossible! If you can say you weren't dreaming about one pot, fine, but nine..."
Halfway through his sentence, the old man met Liu Yunqing's intense gaze, panicked, and quickly shut his mouth.
That was close! I almost let it slip!
Before the relief in his heart could subside, he heard Liu Yunqing suddenly speak:
"Senior, haven't we met somewhere before?"
"No!"
Realizing he had overreacted, the old man stroked his twitching beard and explained:
"I don't recall ever seeing you, little brat. Perhaps you saw me while I was traveling... But you really shouldn't be thinking about what kind of dreams you've been having."
"You should know that someone once relied on me to resolve their inner demons and immediately succeeded in forming their core. Your friend witnessed this firsthand."
"Why don't you give it a try? Who knows, after interpreting the dream, you might be able to advance directly to the Nascent Soul stage?"
Now even Master Mingxin realized what was happening.
Before Fellow Daoist Zhenru even appeared, this old man had already noticed him. It seems that this dream interpretation stall was originally set up for Fellow Daoist Zhenru!
The two exchanged a glance. Liu Yunqing didn't expose the old man's lie, but politely declined again:
"Thank you for your kind words, senior. However, I am a stubborn person and deeply feel that cultivation is not something that can be accomplished overnight. I am unwilling to force it."
"Farewell!"
After saying this, Liu Yunqing bowed to Mingxin Zhenren and then turned and walked away into the distance.
Seeing that Liu Yunqing remained unmoved, the old man's smile gradually faded. Looking at the backs of the two figures who had already walked several steps away, he said in a flat voice:
"You impolite juniors, did I grant you permission to leave?"
The old man not only spoke in a flat tone, but he also stood still, unable to move an inch. However, Liu Yunqing and Master Mingxin could no longer take a step forward.
The two men's raised feet felt as heavy as ten thousand pounds, making it impossible for them to land steadily on the ground.
What also fell to the ground was not only their raised feet, but also their hearts, which had been hanging in suspense, as if struck by a boulder, plummeting straight to the ground!
The two of them stiffened, turned to look at each other, and saw faces as pale and unsightly as their own. They knew that they probably wouldn't be able to escape so easily today.
The same thought simultaneously crossed their minds: this old man's cultivation level was probably even higher than they had imagined.
As everyone knows, if a high-level cultivator wants to subdue a low-level cultivator, as long as their cultivation level is one level higher, they can suppress the other party with their aura with just a thought, rendering the other party unable to move.
If the difference in cultivation level is even greater, one can crush a lower-level cultivator simply by using their aura without even making a move.
However, such pressure renders one completely immobile, and its effect is directly applied to the physical body.
However, such a powerful intimidating effect is not absolute.
For example, Liu Yunqing and Mingxin Zhenren, disciples who belong to the ranks of geniuses, possess skills that are rarely found in others, making it easy for them to withstand pressure from higher-level opponents.
But the old man's single sentence was enough to stop the two of them in their tracks.
The most terrifying thing is that they simply cannot leave; they do not feel any pressure or restraint elsewhere.
So this isn't pressure at all; it's just that the other party's cultivation level is so high that they can do it effortlessly.
If the opponent is only a Nascent Soul cultivator, or even a Deity Transformation cultivator, with the combined efforts of Liu Yunqing and Liu Yunqing, even if they cannot defeat the opponent, leaving will not be difficult.
But now the chances of the two of them leaving are zero.
Unless the two parties meet each other's conditions and the other party is willing to let them go voluntarily.
The clearer this understanding becomes in their minds, the more hopeless Liu Yunqing and his companion become.
In particular, Liu Yunqing felt not only an unprecedented crisis in his heart, but also a sense of apology to Master Mingxin.
"I'm sorry, Fellow Daoist Mingxin, you've probably been implicated because of me this time."
On the contrary, Master Mingxin seemed much more carefree than Liu Yunqing. Hearing Liu Yunqing say this, he smiled and said:
“If Fellow Daoist Zhenru is willing to be my friend, there is no need to say such things.”
"Besides, it's not your fault that trouble came knocking on your door."
The two of them admired each other, leaving the old man standing to the side.
The people queuing around had all vanished without a trace.
Or perhaps there's no such thing as queuing up for dream interpretation here; it's just a pretense by the old man.
"Alright, I'm not trying to take your lives, you two youngsters. I'm just curious what kind of dream this little girl had that made her drink nine jugs of my Reincarnation Wine!"
"What?"
Even though Liu Yunqing was wary of the old man, she couldn't help but be surprised when she heard him say that she had drunk nine jugs of his Reincarnation Wine.
"What are you saying, senior? I remember clearly that the reward I received after passing the test with my friend was a pot of Reincarnation Wine each. Where did nine pots come from?"
"Judging from your tone, senior, this Reincarnation Wine belongs to you? Then, could this Clear Dream Reincarnation Pool also be something you intentionally created?"
The old man snorted softly, not answering Liu Yunqing's question, but simply tossing her a blank jade slip and saying:
"You're destined to worry, even at a time like this, you still concern yourself with these issues... Here, obediently record your dream. If this old man is satisfied, I might just let you two off the hook."
The old man looked at Liu Yuning and said:
"After all, you don't want your friend to lose their life because of you, do you?"
"With your cultivation level, senior, you must be close to ascension, right?"
Before Liu Yunqing could speak, Master Mingxin spoke first, and seeing the old man looking over, continued:
"With such cultivation, you're only trying to satisfy a little curiosity, yet you're willing to harm the innocent and incur karma, only increasing the difficulty of ascension. Doesn't that sound like an even worse deal for you, senior?"
If these words were spoken in other realms, they would indeed be very intimidating to someone with such cultivation.
Unfortunately, this is in the realm of the Sun.
How could someone with such cultivation level be completely unaware of the situation in the Sun Realm?
Sure enough, the old man twitched his beard and sneered:
"Ascension? Ha!"
After letting out a laugh that was hard to decipher, the old man either lost his patience or thought of something that made his emotions fluctuate.
Without waiting for Liu Yunqing to record the dream himself, he directly used his palm as a claw to grab at Liu Yunqing's head—
He wants to search souls!
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