Chapter 1227 - 1227 Who’s Cheng Lin? Am I Cheng Lin?

1227 Who’s Cheng Lin? Am I Cheng Lin?  

To be more accurate, Kindness’ cultivation technique appeared to be a simplified version of the ❮Thirty-Three Divine Beasts ‘Technique❯.

Song Shuhang quietly took off his glove, and was preparing to use the secret appraisal technique on Kindness in an attempt to obtain some information from her.

At this time, Kindness repeatedly gasped for air. It was as if she’d almost choked to death. It was only after quite a while that she was able to return to breathing normally.

After that suffocating sensation disappeared, she found herself in a state of ‘wokeness’. She was now also a step closer to reaching the Fourth ‘Ear’ Aperture Realm. That single instant just now had been equivalent to going through seven or eight days of bitter cultivation.

Was that pressure just now a gift from Profound Sage Tyrannical Song?

She bowed to Song Shuhang, and respectfully said, “Thank you for your guidance, Senior Tyrannical Song.”

“You’re welcome.” Song Shuhang smiled slightly. At the same time, he stretched out his hand towards Kindness who was bowing towards him.

He took advantage of that brief moment of contact between them and activated the secret appraisal technique.

Song Shuhang quickly retracted his arm immediately after that brief moment of contact.

Right after that, several fine wounds emerged on his arm, but as his body was currently in a liquefied state, he was able to cure his wounds by simply willing it.

The secret appraisal technique had been successfully activated.

The technique directly sent the information into Song Shuhang’s mind.

[Kindness: A resident of the Beast Realm. She is of human descent, and a member of the Black Horse Branch of the ‘All the Humans of the World Should Unite and Become a Family’ organization. She has ordinary talent, and has strength at the First Stage Third ‘Nose’ Aperture Realm. Her main cultivation technique is the ❮World-Destroying Divine Beast Technique❯.]

A set of basic information, which even included her cultivation technique, ❮World-Destroying Divine Beast Technique❯, appeared in Song Shuhang’s mind.

The name of the cultivation technique sounded so full of itself that it reeked of Slow-Witted Song’s style.

Song Shuhang continued to urge the ‘secret appraisal technique’ to see if he could get more information about the ‘All the Humans of the World Should Unite and Become a Family’ organization or the ❮World-Destroying Divine Beast Technique❯.

Unfortunately, he could not get any more information after continuing to appraise Kindness.

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Soon afterward, the head of the Black Horse Branch returned after inviting some of the best chefs in their branch to prepare a sumptuous dinner for Song Shuhang.

During the dinner, Kindness stood on one side and continued to play her role as their translator while the host and the guest thoroughly enjoyed themselves.

Deeper into the night.

The members of the Black Horse Branch returned to their residences to rest, while Song Shuhang similarly returned to the residence arranged for him by the branch head.

Once again, he checked on the fight that was ongoing in the ‘Crystal-Clear Water Pavilion’.

The battle over at the Crystal-Clear Water Pavilion remained unchanged.

Song Shuhang pondered for a moment, and then began to meditate and entered a state of practice.

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It was unknown as to how long he had practiced for.

Suddenly, Song Shuhang felt a breeze brush past him.

Am I not resting in the Black Horse Branch? After thinking such, he opened his eyes doubtfully.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he found that he was no longer in the ‘Black Horse Branch’, but in a vast grassland instead.

A breeze continued to blow, causing the grass on the grassland to flutter around.

In the wind, there was a permeating fragrance of wine.

Song Shuhang turned his head and found that the scent of wine was coming from a big tree not too far away from him. Under the tree was a young man wearing a mink fur coat.

The wine’s fragrance was coming from a huge wine jar that was right beside the young man.

Song Shuhang whispered softly, “Am I in a dream?”

But normal dreams aren’t this defined…

Could I have entered dreamland again?

If it really is the dreamland, whose life am I experiencing?

Song Shuhang thought quickly.

Is it Sage Monarch Melon Eater? If I were to really think about it, the one whose life I’m most likely to enter in dreamland would be Sage Monarch Melon Eater because of the ‘Eight Stage Sage whale feast’ that I just had recently.

While he was in thought, the young man in the distance said, “Long time no see, Fairy Cheng Lin.”

Song Shuhang: “…”

Fairy Cheng Lin? Have I taken over Cheng Lin’s body this time around?

Right, when Ye Si was transcending her tribulation yesterday, Cheng Lin had briefly possessed her body. Perhaps it was because of this connection that I came into contact with ‘Cheng Lin’ and entered her dreamland.

So, who is the young man in the mink fur coat opposite me?

It seems like he knows Cheng Lin very well.

Could it be Slow-Witted Song?

“Fairy Cheng Lin, why aren’t you saying anything?” The young man raised his wine glass and took a sip from it. “Or, were you surprised to see me here?”

Song Shuhang was also curious. How was this plot going to develop?

Now that he had entered Cheng Lin’s dreamland, he could learn more about Cheng Lin through it.

How was Cheng Lin going to reply?

According to his previous dreamland experiences, Song Shuhang knew that he could maintain his consciousness during the entire process. However, though he would be attached to the ‘subject of the dreamland’ and ‘live’ through all of the experiences of the other person, he would not be able to affect the other party’s actions.

Regardless of what he were to think or say, the people within the dreamland would not even be able to sense it. In addition, even if he were to take the initiative to do some actions at times, the only person who would be able to see it would be the ‘protagonist’ of the dreamland.

Only if other party had strength rivaling that of Daoist Priest Scarlet Heaven coul they sense him while he was in the dreamland state.

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The plot of the dreamland continued.

Cheng Lin remained silent and motionless.

Another light breeze blew, and an even richer aroma of wine was carried in the wind.

“How fragrant, good wine.” Song Shuhang couldn’t help but say that in admiration.

Even if he had not done much research on wine, when he smelled its scent, he felt comfortable, and could not help but want to take a sip.

This is really good wine. Whether you know much about wine or not, you will get the urge to drink it as soon as you smell it.

“Hehe, it’s rare for you to actually praise my wine.” The young man’s eyes slightly sank, and he raised his glass to Song Shuhang. “Then, Cheng Lin, do you want to have a drink?”

Song Shuhang responded, “Huh?”

Was it a coincidence? Or did the young man really hear what he had said just now?

Song Shuhang asked, “Are you inviting me?”

The young man calmly replied, “Is there anyone else here besides you and me?”

Song Shuhang: “…”

How could this happen, the dreamland isn’t working properly this time.

Why do I keep getting the feeling that the one this man’s speaking to is me, and not ‘Cheng Lin’?

Or perhaps the conversation just now was merely a coincidence, and his actions simply coincided with those of ‘Cheng Lin’ in this dreamland?

Should I test it?

Song Shuhang straightened his hands, made a cross shape, and then jumped around. And then, he raised his hands, and then made his whole body move in a waving motion. “Hey, do you see what I am doing?”

According to his past experiences, no matter what he said or did, those in the dreamland wouldn’t be able to sense anything

Under the tree, the young man spewed out all of the wine he had in his mouth.

“Cough, Fairy Cheng Lin, what are you doing?” The young man seemed to have almost choked.

Song Shuhang said, “Can you see my actions?”

The young man: “…”

Song Shuhang said, “Tell me, what am I doing?”

The young man replied, “Must I really say it?”

“Yes, I want to make sure,” Song Shuhang said.

The young man then said, “In the beginning, your hands were straightened, then you jumped left and right. After that, you raised your hands, and then made your entire body move in a waving motion.”

He actually got it all right?

This is too unscientific.

…Unless I’m not in a dreamland? Or perhaps, the strength of this young man is at the same level as that of Daoist Priest Scarlet Heaven, and thus he is able to see me.

Song Shuhang held his chin and became silent.

The young man asked, “Do you want to have a drink?”

Song Shuhang waved his hands, and said, “I’m not very good at drinking.”

“Not very good at drinking?” The young man burst out laughing.

He laughed so loudly that it was as if he heard the best joke in a while.

Song Shuhang was puzzled.

The young man said, “Fairy Cheng Lin, did you just say that you aren’t that good at drinking? That’s the funniest joke I’ve heard all year.”

Song Shuhang: “…”

Was Cheng Lin good at holding her alcohol?

After laughing, the young man became silent.

Moonlight shone down from the sky. This sky was clearly different from that of the Beast Realm as this sky only had a single moon.

A reflection of the moon could be found in the wine jar, the wind continued to blow, causing the clear and crystalline wine to ripple and let out a strong burst of wine fragrance.

The wine was so fragrant that Song Shuhang could not help but gulp.

At this moment, the young man held his wine glass with both of his hands, and then suddenly gravely said, “Why destroy the Heavenly City?”

Song Shuhang’s heart moved; the plot had finally come.

“Are you not going to answer? As the Jade Lake Empress, why did you destroy the Heavenly City? I’ve constantly thought about it for a long time, yet I still couldn’t figure it out. I still don’t understand.” The young man raised his head, and his eyes were red as he stared at Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang got goosebumps as he got stared down by the man.

“I—” Song Shuhang opened his mouth.

At this time, the young man interrupted him, “What are you planning to do in the Beast Realm?”

Song Shuhang: “!”

F*ck, I really guessed wrong from the beginning.

This time I didn’t enter the dreamland.

Song Shuhang asked loudly, “Were you the one who brought me into this dream?”

“You know the answer, what’s the point of asking me that? If you hadn’t been willing, how could you have been brought here?” The young man stood up and threw the glass into the wine jar.

“I don’t care about what you’re planning on doing in the Beast Realm, but I will not let you ruin my plans.” The young man stared intently at Cheng Lin.

After thinking for a while, Song Shuhang said, “I think… you got the wrong person.”

The young man was confused. “Huh?”

“I’m not Cheng Lin.” Song Shuhang shrugged his shoulders, and said, “I am… You can call me Tyrannical Song.”

If he were to have mentioned his name was Song Shuhang, the other party might not necessarily recognize him. However, as the name Tyrannical Song had been what he had used in the show of divinity, perhaps the other party would have an impression of it.

Also, it wasn’t that smart of a thing to simply give one’s name to another person. If they were to secretly cast some voodoo curse on you, it would be very troublesome to deal with. As such, it was still better to allow others to call you by your daoist names and dharma names.

The young man said, “Tyrannical Song? Never heard of it.”

This was another case of the other party staying inside a secret realm, isolating themselves from things like the live broadcast of the Heaven’s Will.

“Don’t pretend, Cheng Lin. Even if your aura were to turn to ashes, I would still be able to recognize you,” the young man said. “Don’t even think about stopping us. In addition… Not everyone is as easy to speak to as me. It would be best if you left the Beast Realm as soon as possible.”

While he was speaking, he suddenly let out a sigh. “Listen to me, leave the Beast Realm. If I can find you, even the other oldies would be able to find you. They all hate your guts, if they were to sense you here, they will definitely trouble you.

“This will be the last time that I will help you.”