Was it you that night?
Chapter 218 - 216: I am Shen Qinghe, does Mr. Wuya not recognize me?

Chapter 218: Chapter 216: I am Shen Qinghe, does Mr. Wuya not recognize me?

Even though she knew it was a dream, Shen Qinghe still felt her eyes well with tears.

Dongfang Wuya seemed to sense her gaze and turned to look at her. The moment his eyes met hers, his brow furrowed slightly: "Who exactly are you, and how can you come and go as you please in Bixiao Tower?"

"I am Shen Qinghe. Do you not recognize me, Mr. Wuya?" While Shen Qinghe spoke, she looked toward the Xuantian Mirror and saw herself practicing swordsmanship in the Simple Residence Courtyard.

The scene looked somewhat eerie as she saw herself practicing swordsmanship in the Simple Residence Courtyard.

"You claim to be Shen Qinghe, but then who is that in the Simple Residence Courtyard? I’m asking you, how did you get into Bixiao Tower, and how do you move around under my very nose?!" Dongfang Wuya scrutinized Shen Qinghe with an inquisitive gaze.

Shen Qinghe simply thought that this was a dream and that once she awoke, wouldn’t she just disappear?

But if this was solely her dream, why could this dream continue from her last one?

"Why is Mr. Wuya so certain that I’m not Shen Qinghe?" Shen Qinghe retorted.

"Shen Qinghe completed her Foundation Establishment not long ago, while your cultivation base is already at the Nascent Soul Completion Stage. If that’s the case, how can you possibly be Shen Qinghe? Although you look the same as Shen Qinghe, I’m certain you’re not her..."

Shen Qinghe caught the key point in his words: "My Foundation Establishment was not long ago?"

Dongfang Wuya, however, grew tired of talking with Shen Qinghe and directly made a move against her.

Shen Qinghe felt only an overwhelming pressure that left her struggling to breathe. As her breath churned and pain struck, she opened her eyes and awoke.

Even after waking up, the immense pressure Dongfang Wuya had applied felt like a mountain crushing her. The dream had felt so real that she still felt unstable in her soul.

It was only after she meditated that her roiling blood and qi began to calm down.

Thinking back on how the last two dreams had been connected and felt so real, she grew increasingly uneasy.

It happened that Shen Zhiyao came over, and seeing her pale complexion, was startled: "You haven’t been too eager to succeed and gone mad with obsession, have you?"

"Elder sister, is Lord Meng Yun still at the Sky Pole Sect?" Shen Qinghe suddenly asked.

"He should be. He came to see you two days ago, but seeing you meditating, he left..."

As soon as Shen Zhiyao finished speaking, Shen Qinghe’s figure was already gone from in front of her.

Lord Meng Yun was feeling bored with the Sky Pole Sect and considered bidding farewell to Shen Qinghe before leaving the sect to wander elsewhere.

Who would have thought Shen Qinghe would suddenly rush up to him and, after erecting a barrier, ask him about dream-related matters.

He was confused by what he heard, not understanding the main point she was trying to convey, so he consoled her: "Take your time and explain it clearly, no need to hurry."

Shen Qinghe composed herself and recounted the two dreams she had to Lord Meng Yun.

After hearing about them, Lord Meng Yun found it unbelievable: "You really felt like you were injured after waking up?"

"Yes, the feeling in the dream was very real. The strangest part is, he even remembered that I had visited before. Aren’t you the most skilled at creating dreams? In this situation, could it be possible that Mr. Wuya is trapped in a dream by someone?" Shen Qinghe proposed the possibility.

Lord Meng Yun considered the idea absurd: "If it’s the Dream-Entering Technique from the Thousand Dreams Retreat, do you think anyone could easily trap Wuya? If indeed it’s a cultivator from the Thousand Dreams Retreat causing trouble, then he must be more powerful than me. If so, it won’t be easy for you to get out of the dream."

Shen Qinghe was at a loss for words, feeling that what Lord Meng Yun said made sense.

"I know the cultivators of the Thousand Dreams Retreat. They wouldn’t target Wuya because there’s no reason to. Wuya is not an easy cultivator to deal with; who would bother to offend him for no benefit?" Lord Meng Yun added.

Shen Qinghe sighed lightly: "Am I overthinking it? But I indeed suffered injuries upon waking, and in the dream, I could feel Wuya’s formidable cultivation."

If it weren’t for her ability to wake from dreams, she might have already been crushed into oblivion by Mr. Wuya’s profound cultivation base, right?

"How about this, find another chance to take a nap, and I’ll join you in the dream," suggested Meng Yun, thinking of a solution.

Shen Qinghe nodded repeatedly, "Can we do that?"

"I am True Lord Meng Yun; how else could I have..." Meng Yun stopped midsentence, knowing his benefactor’s face was easily flushed with embarrassment.

As expected, Shen Qinghe gave him a glare, "Let’s go to the Simple Residence Courtyard."

And so, Meng Yun followed Shen Qinghe to the Simple Residence Courtyard.

She sat on the bamboo chair, calming her spirit and quieting her breath, and soon felt sleepy.

Meng Yun also entered the dream subsequently.

But there was nothing in Shen Qinghe’s dream – no Dongfang Wuya, and certainly none of the scenes that Shen Qinghe had described.

This time, Shen Qinghe did not sleep long. She opened her eyes and looked at Meng Yun, who shook his head at her, "Nothing."

Shen Qinghe let out a sigh, "Was I overthinking it?"

"Let’s do this. I’ll stay in the Sky Pole Sect for a few more days, and if the situation you described happens again, we can make a long-term plan," Meng Yun patted Shen Qinghe’s shoulder, "I’m also curious whether Wuya is really trapped in a dream."

Or it might be another scenario they hadn’t considered.

Within The Four Seas and Eight Wilds, all kinds of powerful cultivators exist. Whether it’s the Soul Capturing Technique, the Dream-Entering Technique, or an intricate Formation, all could potentially trap a cultivator.

Maybe just like Qinghe said, Wuya hadn’t left the Sky Pole Sect but was trapped somewhere by someone.

Yet who had the ability to trap Dongfang Wuya?

With Dongfang Wuya’s profound cultivation, if trapped, he should have noticed something was wrong. It made no sense for him to be trapped for so long.

Days passed uneventfully until a Loose Cultivator arrived at Sky Pole Sect, specifically asking to see Shen Qinghe.

At that time, Shen Qinghe was at Bixiao Tower. Hearing that a Loose Cultivator wanted to meet her, she was curious and left Bixiao Tower to meet the visitor, only to see a handsome young man in a white robe fluttering elegantly.

Despite her Nascent Soul Completion Stage cultivation, she couldn’t see through the young man’s cultivation level. She just felt that the young man had an extraordinary demeanor, making it easy for people to take a liking to him.

While she sized up the young man, he was also sizing her up, "I am Gong Xian, who has long admired Fairy Qinghe’s great name. Having met Fairy Qinghe today, it is true that your reputation is well deserved."

Gong Xian spoke with a warm and genial smile, seeming harmless, but Shen Qinghe felt no fondness for him.

She remained on alert at all times, fearing he might suddenly make a move against her.

"May I come in and sit?" Gong Xian asked, looking towards Bixiao Tower rather abruptly.

Shen Qinghe coolly refused, "The owner of Bixiao Tower is not me. Outsiders are not allowed inside. May I know what business brings you here, Daoist friend?"

Gong Xian, seeing Shen Qinghe’s guard, smiled with his hands clasped, "May I ask who the owner of Bixiao Tower is?"

"Mr. Wuya," Shen Qinghe stared directly at Gong Xian.

"So it’s Mr. Wuya’s residence; no wonder. I’ve heard that Mr. Wuya and Fairy Qinghe share a deep bond. It seems to be true. Even allowing Fairy Qinghe to reside in Mr. Wuya’s own place indicates how much he values Fairy Qinghe," Gong Xian gazed at Bixiao Tower, "So this is what Mr. Wuya’s residence looks like."