Chapter 222: A Fellow Daoist in Trouble 2
Dream Dao Attainment, Opening Scheme Against Cultivators
Dream-Making Expert
“The Great Dream of Many Autumns.”
“What year is it tonight?”
…
Amid faint, barely audible murmurs.
The young swordsman suddenly woke from his dream in the inn.
He looked to be only around twenty years old, in the prime of his youth.
He blanked out for a moment, then rose and walked to the mirror.
Looking at his young self in the mirror, an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.
Only when the street outside the window grew noisy with voices did he snap back to his senses from his daze. He hesitated, then picked up the longsword placed beneath his pillow.
The sword was five feet six inches long, forged from Deep-Sea Refined Iron.
He remembered it was a treasured sword he had spent most of his savings to buy.
If his memory served.
He had originally intended to rely on this sword to travel ten thousand miles, to swing it a million times.
To roam the world with sword in hand, from south to north.
Until he finally reached Zhexian Mountain, to pluck a star with one sword, and be accepted into the Immortal Academy.
But this road of seeking immortality was only half walked.
When passing Curled Dragon Mountain, it had cut off abruptly.
Because in the mountains he had encountered six Immortal Masters.
Those six Immortal Masters had entrusted him to deliver a letter.
“So, I’ve returned to twenty years ago?”
He murmured, pushing open the window. In the distance, green mountains flourished.
It was precisely Curled Dragon Mountain that he had passed by twenty years ago.
It was said that a Curled Dragon had once wrought havoc in Curled Dragon Mountain, and after being slain by an Immortal Master.
The Curled Dragon’s corpse had transformed into the great mountain.
Whether true or false could no longer be known.
The only thing that could be known was that Curled Dragon Mountain’s terrain was unique, with many rare flowers and exotic herbs growing there.
Though it did not amount to much of a Secret Realm in the Immortal Masters’ words.
It was said that Immortal Masters descended here from time to time, visiting the mountain to seek medicine.
Leaving behind many legends of encountering immortals.
This was also why, when he was young, he had included Curled Dragon Mountain in his road of seeking immortality.
Back then, he had naturally held a faint hope of a fortuitous encounter where he might meet an Immortal Master in the mountains.
“But I never imagined that although I did indeed encounter Immortal Masters.”
“It also completely changed my fate.”
“So, should I repeat the same mistake?”
He looked at Curled Dragon Mountain in the distance with a complicated expression.
After a long silence, he slowly slung the sword onto his back.
“I can no longer repeat the same mistake.”
“Though I don’t know why heaven let me return to twenty years ago.”
“But perhaps this is heaven showing mercy, pitying my foolish choice last time.”
“Giving me a chance to choose again.”
He muttered to himself, sword on his back.
Deciding that this time, he would not enter Curled Dragon Mountain again.
Like last time, foolish enough to waste a lifetime’s
opportunity, to help someone deliver a letter.