Chapter 51: Though We Meet, You Know Me Not 4
Dream Dao Attainment: Opening Scheme Against Cultivators
Dream-Making Expert
Yushan Ward.
Lin Qi quietly watched the woman in white robes departing through the sky on a cloud boat. Only when she could no longer be seen did he slowly withdraw his gaze.
“She seems to be doing well.”
Lin Qi murmured to himself, then let out a relieved smile and turned toward the waterside pavilion.
An unexpected reunion, yet in the end they had merely brushed past each other.
Lin Qi wasn’t surprised by this outcome.
Because after realizing Yang Zhiyun had likely recognized him, he had silently made some slight adjustments to himself.
To those unfamiliar with him, such adjustments would seem to make no difference.
But those truly familiar with him could quickly tell that these were simply two people who looked very much alike.
Clearly, she was still very familiar with him.
He didn’t know if that was good or bad.
Lin Qi digested the slight stirrings from the reunion with his old friend along the way. When he returned to the waterside pavilion, he saw Yang Qingqiu hurrying to greet him.
“Master, you’re finally back.”
“Just now, Great-Uncle brought a distinguished guest to visit.”
“Is it that Senior Sister Zhao, the Core Disciple of the Immortal Academy?”
Lin Qi asked in return.
Yang Qingqiu nodded instinctively. “It should be.”
“I know. I saw them at the market.”
Lin Qi said casually. “It’s a small matter. Go inform Steward Chen that I’m back and tell him to come quickly.”
“Alright.”
Yang Qingqiu nodded and went out to find Steward Chen.
Lin Qi sat alone in front of the waterside pavilion, pondering his next cultivation plan.
Suddenly, a cloud boat descended from the horizon.
He looked up and saw Yang Zhiyun sneaking over.
“Fellow Daoist Lin, long time no see.”
Yang Zhiyun spoke with a smile. Seeing that Lin Qi didn’t respond, his eyes darted rapidly. In the end, he decided to get straight to the point. “I have a stroke of fortune I’d like to give to you, Fellow Daoist. Would you be willing to hear it out?”
“Let’s hear it.”
Seeing Yang Zhiyun’s sneaky manner, Lin Qi became interested.
“It’s like this. A certain distinguished person has been searching for someone. And this person happens to look very much like you, Fellow Daoist.”
“More precisely, as long as you’re willing to make a tiny change to your appearance, you should be able to pass one off as the other and take their place.”
“I know you’ve been frantically taking on all sorts of missions lately, Fellow Daoist. You must be preparing Contribution Points to break through to Foundation Establishment, right?”
“If this matter succeeds.”
“You could gain at least several million Contribution Points. When the time comes, we split it fifty-fifty.”
Yang Zhiyun threw caution to the wind. The timid starve, the bold feast.
He wanted to share this chapter with Lin—