Proving the Dao in a Dream, Scheming Against Cultivators from the Start 801. Chapter 801: Chapter 799: Internal Strife 1

Chapter 801: Chapter 799: Internal Strife 1

Chapter 801 Chapter 799 Internal Strife 1 (1/3)

Dream Dao Attainment, Opening Scheme Against Cultivators

Dream-Making Expert

“Hmph, Little Lin, do you really think you can escape from the palm of my hand?”

Gushe let out a quiet laugh, and had already soundlessly slipped into the Flying Shuttle, squeezing into Lin Qi’s seat and reaching out to pinch his face.

Lin Qi tried to resist, failed, and could only say in annoyance, “Gushe, why do you have to keep pestering me?”

“Because this girl has taken a fancy to you.”

“Also, call me Master.”

Gushe answered with complete confidence, continuing to toy with Lin Qi’s face.

Off to the side, the stunned Lin Guangde could hardly hide his envy and jealousy.

Ah, a normie deserves death even more than the Emperor of Luck!

But Lin Guangde quickly snapped to his senses.

This was Nima a high-altitude Flying Shuttle, a second-tier superior Dharma Treasure he had spent a great deal of points to construct.

It wasn’t a public toilet.

So how had this woman called Gushe gotten in?

Lin Guangde was instantly alarmed. Even without detecting any malice from Gushe, he still tensed and said warily, “Fellow Daoist Lin, who is this?”

“Her name is Gushe. She’s not a bad person, just a bit fond of mischief.”

Lin Qi spoke vaguely, not revealing Gushe’s origins for fear of causing misunderstandings and trouble.

After all, he couldn’t very well tell Lin Guangde.

That this Gushe was a Foreign Realm fairy he had picked up during the Newcomer Trial, who had somehow ended up in their world.

Of course, the main reason was that Gushe’s strength was simply too terrifying.

“I see.”

Lin Guangde feigned sudden understanding, then quickly found an excuse, intending to find a place with no one around to urgently request aid from headquarters.

What did she mean, not a bad person, just a bit fond of mischief?

Don’t make me laugh.

A mysterious fairy who had appeared out of nowhere, one who could treat a second-tier peak expert like himself as nothing.

Lin Guangde was ready to call the authorities.

However, before Lin Guangde could request aid from headquarters through a secret communication.

A soft sigh suddenly sounded.

“Friends from Afar — how could one not be overjoyed?”

“Gushe, long time no see.”

As the words fell, another figure appeared out of thin air within the Flying Shuttle.

A sword cultivator in flowing white robes, strikingly handsome, gazing at Gushe, who was squeezed onto the same seat as Lin Qi in an ambiguous posture.

“Minister Peerless.”

Seeing the newcomer, Lin Guangde let out a long breath of relief, and immediately introduced him to Lin Qi.

“This is our Forum headquarters’ Minister Peerless.”

“Fellow Daoist Lin, hurry and pay your respects to Minister Peerless.”

Lin Qi hastily moved to rise and bow, but was pressed down by Gushe, who was seated on his lap.