Dream Travel

Chapter 533 Familiar Place

"Hahahaha! This is what you call simple and honest folk!!" Lexenberg laughed loudly. Among the people lying in ambush behind the white curtain were the merchants he had met during the day.

The opposing force, consisting of over a dozen ruthless individuals, attacked Bai Mu under the cover of night, only to be completely overwhelmed and trapped inside a box by Bai Mu.

"You don't understand." Bai Mu glanced at the corpses on the ground. It was a dark and windy night, and these people had ferocious faces. Out of concern for his own safety, Bai Mu raised his knife and swiftly sent them on their way.

"You did this on purpose."

As a demon, Lexonbula knew all too well how to arouse human greed.

One should not flaunt one's wealth. Since the White Curtain has taken the initiative to offer up a "miracle drug" for humanity, it should be prepared to be taken advantage of.

Unlike the actual victims, those who actively attack the white curtain are the victims now.

Bai Mu suffered no losses, retrieved the medicine he had bartered for, and even took the souls of these people to use as a better source of intelligence.

This method seemed utterly demonic to Luxembla...

"Enough with the nonsense." Bai Mu snapped his fingers, and more than a dozen afterimages appeared on the scene.

These phantoms, still haunted by the fear of death, couldn't bear the sight of the corpses scattered on the ground.

"My lord, we were wrong, please forgive us!" the summoned phantom wailed.

The existence of gods and ghosts has always existed in this world. There are monsters, so the existence of gods and ghosts is acceptable to people.

But before encountering such beings, no one thinks they will be unlucky enough to encounter them, including them.

In their view, this was a perfectly normal way to make money.

A peddler of unknown origin from another region carries a special miraculous medicine that can easily heal external injuries. Since Bai Mu is willing to use this item to exchange for information, there must be more.

Things that save lives are more valuable than gold.

So after the merchants brought the intelligence over, they planned to pull off a heist and make a fortune.

"Come on, let me ask you something first."

Bai Mu looked at these rather shameless phantoms and questioned them one by one. The merchant knew more than he had revealed during the day.

Not only that, this guy is a repeat offender. On the surface, he is a merchant, but in reality, he uses this identity to constantly look for suitable targets. If a target is suitable, he will take action; if not, he will decisively move on to the next target.

"The Five Peaks Mountain is the territory of another group of bandits, so we can't go there. Therefore, we stay in the vicinity of the Five Peaks Mountain."

The traveling merchant recounted the situation of his gang with a bitter expression.

When they first arrived, they considered becoming bandits, but the bandits there didn't want them.

Unable to compete for territory, they could only remain at the foot of the mountain.

Fortunately, this gang was more cunning than the mountain bandits; after causing some trouble, they could simply shift the blame to the others.

As for whether the bandits over there will come down the mountain to cause trouble.

They were worried at first, but then they stopped worrying.

The leader of the bandits of Wuyue Mountain once said, "Are bandits who go down the mountain still considered bandits?"

But the bandits who didn't come down the mountain are still fine, while the robbers who were down the mountain have been dealt with first.

After gaining a better understanding of the world, Bai Mu stared at the bandits in front of him.

He took the Soul Filter out of the weapon case.

"Do it."

"Why is it this?" Lexenberg looked at the soul filter that Bai Mu had taken out, somewhat disgusted.

He preferred the Soul Crusher made of Dustless Jade to this.

Although the two things have similar effects, the latter can bring more intense torment to the soul.

Despite his verbal complaints, Luxembla was quick to act.

He grabbed the soul that was thrown out of the weapon crate and stuffed it into the soul filter.

Screams immediately rang out, terrifying the phantoms so much that they trembled like leaves, sweating profusely. If they weren't phantom bodies, they would have been sweating more than just cold sweat.

"Yan, Yama!! So this is Ox-Head!?" The phantoms stared at the white curtain in horror.

They no longer regard the White Curtain as a human being. As for the demonic image of Luxembla, they see it as a bull-headed monster from the underworld, with horns.

"Don't talk nonsense." Bai Mu silenced the phantoms. This was a strange dream world with gods, demons, monsters, and immortals. Although ordinary people couldn't come into contact with it, people should talk nonsense about it. What if the real beings came knocking on their door?

At the signal from the white curtain, Lexenberg, his expression contorted with rage, sped up, filtering out the souls of all the phantoms.

The remaining spiritual and willpower components were thrown back into the weapon box.

He knew that since Bai Mu used a soul filter instead of a soul crusher, it was because he had deliberately left a way out, giving these people a chance to repent and start anew in their next life.

“These people have killed a lot of people, there was really no need for them to do this.” Lexenberg tossed the soul stone in his hand.

The soul power squeezed out from a dozen or so human souls is far too little.

"It's all the same." Bai Mu stood up, carried the weapon case, and returned to town.

Lexenberg, who was following behind, smiled sinisterly and silently disappeared.

The next day, the town remained normal, and nothing changed because of the absence of a traveling merchant.

Bai Mu began to try his hand at cultivation here. The conditions in the Otherworld were too good; it would be a shame not to take advantage of this opportunity to practice properly.

Not only that, he also planned to do some demon-catching work near the Five Sacred Mountains.

And this Wuyue Mountain, Baimu sounds familiar.

On the fourth day, Bai Mu gave up on his idea of ​​catching demons near Wuyue Mountain. He felt that he was about to be kicked out by Yi Meng.

"What's going on?" Bai Mu looked down the mountain in surprise. As a dream walker, he had a high degree of adaptability to dream erosion.

Therefore, after leaving the starting area of ​​the dream source, he had more time to move freely than a normal person.

But here, in just four days, and not far from the source of the strange dream, the dream erosion effect from the source of the strange dream is about to disappear.

If Bai Mu hadn't sensed the unusual haziness and quickly returned to Mount Wuyue, he would have already been kicked out of the Dream World.

This discovery forced him to abandon his original plan.

He had originally planned that if he had more free time, he would go to see more distant places and experience more of the world.

For example, we could establish a connection with the imperial court in this world. If the current emperor is honest and upright, we could send him some elixirs of immortality.

This will strengthen our influence over this world, and we will also gain more resources from the Mysterious Dream Mist when we leave.

Now? Just think about it. Just stay near the Dream Source.

They returned to the white curtain on the mountain, honestly found the bandit stronghold of Wuyue Mountain, and used binoculars to see Lei Tianba, the source of the strange dream they were looking for.

The bandit hideout he was in looked dilapidated, suggesting they were doing poorly, but the food was quite good. There was plenty of fish and meat; he wondered how the bandits there were actually doing well. His attention was drawn to another handsome young man with refined features.

"Supreme Treasure!?"

"What Supreme Treasure?" Lexenberg didn't understand Bai Mu's surprise. They were just a group of ordinary-looking bandits. Why did he have such a big reaction?

“You don’t understand, this alternate dream is not to be trifled with.” Upon seeing the ‘familiar face’, Bai Mu realized the situation of this alternate dream.

A Chinese Odyssey... an adaptation isn't just random rewriting, but there are just too many versions involving the Journey to the West.

Works that were once considered by contemporary people not to be classics or even fabricated later became classics.

But in any case, once the observers of such works become participants themselves, the intensity immediately increases.

The work's presentation is limited by technology, so some scenes cannot be better represented. However, once you actually arrive in the dream world with the same 'framework'...

Can this still be done according to memory?
Bai Mu scratched his head, thinking, "A world of gods, demons, monsters, and immortals! This dream world even has a Heavenly Court!"

He looked up at the sky, thinking about his identity as an extraterrestrial demon, and realized that something might fall from the sky and attack him.

"Why do you look so scared?" Luxembla was puzzled by the white curtain's reaction.

In his memory, Bai Mu was rarely afraid, and even when he wasn't strong enough, he dared to confront the Lord of Hell.

Now that he can beat up the Lord of Hell, he actually showed signs of pressure.

"Let me put it this way, there are gods in this world, the kind that can actually come down directly from the sky."

"...Then shouldn't we hurry up and leave?!" Luxembla was also getting agitated.

No matter what kind of being it is, anything associated with God is not to be trifled with.

His dream world also has gods and demigods. He is stronger than before, but Lexenbra still lacks the confidence to defeat the demigods in his own world, let alone true gods.

"I'm a little reluctant to part with it. I'm almost at the fourth level of the Thousand Mountains Realm." Bai Mu looked at the Thousand Mountains Realm Qi in his hand.

Before the fifth level, using the Thousand Mountains Qi can basically only burn life force; after the fifth level, it can still burn life force, but the power will be greater.

The Thousand Mountains Qi he is currently using only enhances his strength by about 20%. It is not weak, but it is not particularly powerful either.

Ultimately, it was his own strength that drove up the strength of the Thousand Mountains Qi, resulting in the Thousand Mountains Qi not being strong before the fifth level.

At most, it will add some extra damage to the attack.

However, given the rate of improvement of the Thousand Mountains Qi, the strength of the Thousand Mountains Qi will immediately increase after the fifth level.

If one could reach the level of Shan Qifeng's Thousand Mountains, the Thousand Mountains Qi could increase his attack strength by dozens of times.
Even if it doesn't reach that level in a few dozen, improving it several times over is still quite impressive.

He will be able to break through the Thousand Mountains Qi here soon, but the breakthrough time will definitely be longer after he returns.

"Are you out of your mind?" Lexenberg urged White Curtain. What was improving their strength more important than their lives?
"I'm not a bad person." Bai Mu looked up at the sky, then his gaze fell on Lei Tianba. "Besides, since we're already here, let's take a look first."

"..." Lexenberg was speechless for a moment. He really wanted to give White Curtain some advice.

But as a demon himself, it would be too un-demon for him to give advice to people for no reason.

"You will regret this!"

"Hmph, I have spent my whole life diligently fighting demons. If there is any merit to be gained, it must be considerable."

Bai Mu snorted. He wasn't a villain; on the contrary, he had done quite a few good deeds.

Although it wasn't done in this world...

"So what do you plan to do? Make contact with the Source of Another Dream?"

"No, let's take a look first. We can just sample some Dream Erosion here."

Bai Mu abandoned the idea of ​​directly contacting Yi Meng Yuan.

The other side are bandits, so it's not so easy to blend in. Besides, even the Supreme Treasure in the bandit's den has shaved his beard.

Clearly, he arrived a bit late and missed the so-called 'plot'.

However, what he experienced was not an infinite flow, nor were there any requirements such as missions. Apart from not being able to stay away from the source of the dream for too long, he could come and go as he pleased.

Even if they are truly being observed and cannot leave on their own using the abilities of a Dream Walker, they can still be kicked out of the Dream World after leaving the Dream Source.

And this place is the starting point of the Dream Source. As an outsider, he can take advantage of the Dream Source's convenience here.

First, secretly observe the source of the dream to confirm its character. The source of the dream's behavior in reality and in the dream cannot be regarded as the same person.

For Yimengyuan, their existence in the dream world is closer to their ideal state.

So Lei Tianba might not be a good person in reality, and in the alternate dream... well, he's still a bandit, so he's probably not a good person either.

"You're still quite rational." Lexenberg breathed a sigh of relief; Bai Mu's answer put him at ease.

This guy didn't lose his mind because of the risk; choosing a cautious approach is perfectly fine.

If we don't directly contact the source of the dream, keep a low profile and don't cause trouble, and just try to get involved with the dream erosion, those high and mighty gods might not even pay attention to this place.

In his world, God also needs to listen to voices, but the requests of the vast majority of people will not be heard by God.

Otherwise, those gods wouldn't be able to relax either; they'd be running around responding to the needs of their believers every day.

Luxembra didn't know or understand what kind of beings the gods of this world were, but in his view, all beings like gods should be pretty much the same.

"You seem to know a lot about this world?"

Now that White Curtain had made the right choice, Lexenberg was less worried and started talking about other things.

He was also curious about the gods. His predecessor had thought of using the power of light and shadow to create a holy soul, in order to use the characteristics of the holy soul to ignite the divine fire.

That method might not even be able to defeat a demigod in the otherworld, but once the divine fire is ignited, it means that the rank has changed and the potential is limitless.

However, his predecessor didn't have time to put it into action; he only managed to get started before being taken down by the White Curtain.

"I know a little about it."

"What kind of gods are there in this world?"

"do not know."

"..." Bai Mu said bluntly, "The information learned from the work is for reference only."

If you actually come into direct contact with the artwork, you can believe the information on the artwork, but you can't believe it entirely.

After all, works of art tend to be more idealized, while reality is a different story.

Watching Supreme Treasure reprimanding his followers through the binoculars, Bai Mu's mind gradually returned to normal.

Nostalgia is one thing, but when there's a screen separating us, our impressions are always ideal. As for actually experiencing it... it's best to be cautious.

Contact with other people might be fine, but contact with this person will definitely cause trouble. The reincarnation of Sun Wukong is the center of attention wherever he goes.

(End of this chapter)