Shennong Dao Master
Chapter 149 - 97: Fellow Daoist, until we meet again!

Chapter 149: Chapter 97: Fellow Daoist, until we meet again!

"This bastard, I was actually deceived by someone of the Gathering Essence Realm?" The Blood Spirit Venerable absorbed the split soul, as if sensing the dream sequence all over again.

How could the imposing Blood Spirit Venerable be duped by a mere mortal?

"It seems mortals are indeed full of cunning schemes, unfit for the great path!" The Blood Spirit Venerable snorted coldly. He wouldn’t have been as angry if he had been outwitted by someone of the same realm.

However, the Blood Spirit Venerable was also puzzled, wondering why his soul power had been plundered.

Logically, even if his ghost failed to bewitch the dreamer, its soul power should have been reclaimed.

Even Chen Shijie hadn’t managed to cause him any loss of soul power.

And now he had lost the majority of it?

If everyone were like Zhao Xing, he would no longer be able to play with the trick of ghosts entering dreams. He would be completely drained.

Therefore, the Blood Spirit Venerable was particularly eager to find out the reason.

Suppressing the rage in his heart, the Blood Spirit Venerable patiently finished reviewing the dream sequence.

"Hmm?" The Eyes of the Blood Spirit Venerable suddenly sharpened. At the moment the dream ended, he distinctly felt that this experience, unlike any other, was different.

"The convergence of the three souls, did he enter the dream willingly?"

"Does this mean that the dream, from the very beginning... was under his control?"

The Blood Spirit Venerable was suddenly somewhat alarmed.

Entering a dream voluntarily is extremely difficult.

No cultivator can guarantee that they will dream once they fall asleep.

However strong the Life Soul might be, it can’t voluntarily enter dreams without the ’convergence of the three souls.’

"To enter a dream willingly is difficult enough, but to control the dreamscape is even more challenging."

"Not only does the Life Soul have to sense both the Heaven Soul and the Earth Soul, but it also must influence them to a certain degree."

"But how could he do it with such a low realm?"

The brows of the Blood Spirit Venerable deeply furrowed; he felt something strange about this affair.

He reexamined the dream sequence meticulously.

The Blood Spirit Venerable ignored the part where Zhao Xing pretended to be mad and focused on every detail instead.

The more he observed, the more somber his expression became.

"He not only cultivated his Life Soul, but he also knows an extremely advanced Secret Technique, and he is even protected by a high-grade soul-class treasure!"

"This method..." The Blood Spirit Venerable vaguely felt a sense of familiarity.

He was, after all, a true disciple of the Xuantian Sect, just that his body spent most of its time in slumber with the sect since the end of the Ancient Sect era, waiting for the revival, leaving only a sliver of a split soul in the Xuantian Sect to receive offerings.

Having lived long enough, the Blood Spirit Venerable, who became a true disciple of the Xuantian Sect long before the establishment of Great Zhou, was widely experienced. He vaguely sensed that the Secret Technique Zhao Xing demonstrated felt familiar.

"This method of weaving dreams seems like something I’ve seen before..." The Blood Spirit Venerable quickly searched his memories, but it was an extremely distant recollection – more than ten thousand years since the Sect era!

"Hmm? Could this be the Dream God Sect’s unique skill ’Great Dream Spring and Autumn’?"

A possibility surfaced in his mind, causing the Blood Spirit Venerable’s brows to twitch.

The Dream God Sect was a top-tier sect during the ancient times.

During the glorious Sect era, only ten sects were acclaimed with the title ’Divine Sect.’

After the decline and fragmentation of the Dream God Sect, which turned more ruthless and was known as the ’Nightmare Sect’, its power remained terrifying.

During the height of the Sect era, it was supreme; during the Dynasty era, the Dream God Sect even became the state religion of Da Li, monopolizing one of the Fortune Dynasties.

Where Great Zhou had seventy-two Daoist Academies, as a result of sects coming under its control, Da Li had only the Dream God Sect.

"How does he know ’Great Dream Spring and Autumn’? Wasn’t that unique skill lost long ago?"

"Is he a descendant of the Dream God Sect? Or is it the reincarnation of a powerful being from the Dream God Sect?"

The thought of this made the Blood Spirit Venerable jump. Outer Sects had various methods for waiting for the Spiritual Energy Recovery Era.

The Xuantian Sect’s choice was to sleep and lurk; most of its members were in slumber, with only a few waking in turns to observe worldly changes, waiting for the day spiritual energy would recover.

However, there are more high-end methods, such as reincarnating within the mortal world.

Those capable of reincarnating would naturally be exceptionally gifted after their rebirth.

In different eras, they could rise to high positions, even leading the direction of the times.

The advantage of this is that when spiritual energy recovers, they could seize the initiative!

"Could it be that Zhao Xing is the reincarnation of a mighty figure from the Dream God Sect?" A shiver ran through the Blood Spirit Venerable, startled by his own thought.

"Impossible," he immediately shook his head, dismissing the guess. "If that were so, could I have seen it so easily?"

If Zhao Xing were truly so weak and easily exposed... he would be in great danger of being killed, his soul shattered and scattered.

"It’s more likely a fortuitous coincidence that he has obtained part of the Dream God Sect’s heritage." The Blood Spirit Venerable pondered.

With that thought, a glimmer of greed appeared in the Blood Spirit Venerable’s eyes: "Dream God Sect heritage... Zhao Xing, I will remember you."

Just then.

"Gurgle~"

The Blood Pool suddenly began to boil, interrupting the Blood Spirit Venerable’s thoughts.

Looking up, he saw a middle-aged man holding a Yanyue Blade and clad in silver armor, with a stern face, floating towards him.

The surrounding red membrane burst apart, repelled by the golden light of the golden body.

"Duke Donghu?" Seeing this golden-armored war deity, the Blood Spirit Venerable instantly realized that he had been preoccupied with Zhao Xing and had spent a bit too long on the matter.

As a result, Duke Donghu, the City Lord God of Valley City, had come looking for him.

"What evil creature!’’ Duke Donghu looked at the Blood Spirit Venerable, his eyebrows immediately bristling.

"The junior of East Lake," the Blood Spirit Venerable said with a smile, "by seniority, you should be calling me Venerable."

"You evil fiend, you’ve committed such atrocities; you deserve death a thousand times over!" Duke Donghu, glancing at the Blood Pool, couldn’t help but rage, the golden light flickering nonstop.