Chapter 16: Five Years

Dream Dao Attainment, Opening Scheme Against Cultivators

Dream-Making Expert

Riding the Void, Harnessing the Wind, chasing the clouds and the moon.

Though Innate Realm martial artists could tread upon the air as if it were solid ground, relying on their light-body skills.

It still did not amount to true flight.

There were many differences between immortals and mortals.

But flight was absolutely one of the hallmark distinctions.

Even the simple Wind-Riding Technique, in truth, did not possess the world-shattering might of the Fire Dragon Technique, nor could it compare to the indestructible extreme speed of the Golden Light Technique.

It did not even have the elusive unpredictability of the various Five Elements escape arts.

But merely riding the wind, letting one soar freely through the skies like a bird, was already enough.

It meant that mountains and rivers, lakes and seas, were all unobstructed to Lin Qi.

It also meant that Lin Qi possessed the power of aerial strikes.

A palm strike descending from the heavens. Were you afraid?

More importantly, that soaring through the heavens, as if having broken free of all shackles, was like an ultimate sublimation, a transformation of the soul.

It let Lin Qi truly understand.

From this moment on, I have shed mortality and become an immortal.

"I wish to ride the wind home, yet fear the jade towers and jeweled palaces."

Lin Qi rose on the wind, standing above the Nine Heavens, gazing at the starry sky and the full moon, very much wanting to know whether there was also a Guanghan Palace up on the Moon.

In the palace, a fairy named Chang'e, a Jade Rabbit pounding medicine, a Wu Gang chopping trees.

Soon, soon.

One day, I will ascend to the Moon and see for myself what cultivation in This Realm, in Mortal Peril, is really like.

Lin Qi took a deep look at the bright moonlight. His mind stirred, and he descended with the wind back into the courtyard, walking into the meditation chamber.

Cultivate, cultivate!

…

Five years later.

Time flowed on, the years leisurely.

Taihu City seemed no different from five years ago.

Among the coming and going, most was just the bustle of the mundane world.

A certain water fortress some dozen miles away had raided a merchant ship, only to accidentally run into a tough opponent and be uprooted entirely.

Some martial arts expert had killed soldiers and fled to Yunmeng Marsh, with a hefty bounty on his head.

So-and-so had good luck and harvested a thousand-year lingzhi in the marshlands.

Or the three kingdoms' borders were clashing again, and it seemed war was coming.

Someone had even sworn they encountered the Grandmaster Lin Qi at the seaside, and then vanished without a trace.

Lin Qi knew some of these things, and did not know others.

He lived in seclusion, and occasionally Yun Fuyu came to visit, but she did not mention these matters either.

Yet he entered dreams in all directions, so nothing remarkable could be hidden from him.

For instance, his subordinates Qingfeng and the Bright Moon were stirring restlessly, wanting to leave Taihu City and roam the world with swords in hand.

Five years was a long