Chapter 1096: The Art of Dream Trapping

Chapter 1096: The Art of Dream Trapping

Lin Nuo rubbed his forehead, deep in thought. This dream was nothing like the others.

Usually, when you dream, it feels real at the moment, but once you wake up, you realize it was all fake, leaving you puzzled as to how you thought it was real.

But this dream was different.

Aside from the part where he fell into a deep valley, he remembered everything else.

In other words, he had genuinely traveled to Ru Yu Village, really gathered medicinal herbs, actually rested on a tree, and most notably, became a life mentor to a stranger girl.

Although some time had passed, he still had a faint recollection, especially after waking from this dream; memories kept flooding back.

How ridiculous.

If this was real, did Su Kexin join the Xuanyun Sect because of his pretentious words back then?

Good grief, if she had chosen to give up and farm instead, there wouldn’t have been any follow-up! If she didn’t practice martial arts, how could she ever spark? She wouldn’t stand a chance against him, the great BOSS!

It’s just like Ling Meng, who burst into her development phase but ended up cut down by the Sword Saint.

It’s all the same logic.

Heavens above, originally that little sprout of Su Kexin was about to be stifled in the cradle, but here comes Lin Nuo, randomly babbling and saving her?

Unbelievable…

Lin Nuo held his head, the more he thought about it, the more he felt like an idiot. Why didn’t he just reincarnate back then? Directly convince Su Kexin to go home and farm, the further the better, and then once he woke up, just confine her! How wonderful would that be?

He was just being foolish!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, slapping himself a few times, and the sound echoed.

Wait, why am I slapping myself?

This might not even be true! Is there any evidence to verify it?

It’s just a dream, who knows if any of it is half-true or if it’s just his chaotic nerves messing around?

Looks like he really was sleeping stupidly.

Speaking of which, where is this place?

Lin Nuo looked around and found himself lying in an unfamiliar location.

It seemed to be a room in an inn.

How did he get here?

He vaguely remembered helping Qin Shili and the others fend off Qin Dao’s demon army, but then it gets hazy.

Damn it, did he actually pass out?

What a shame.

But where are they?

Lin Nuo hurriedly got up; he had no idea how long he had been unconscious. After lying down for so long, moving felt sluggish.

He should do some warm-up exercises to get his body moving.

His clothes were hanging nearby, so he quickly put them on and cautiously peeked outside.

It was quiet outside, not at all like the bustle of an inn, so he wasn’t sure if he was in one.

Through the crack of the door, he glanced into the corridor.

No one. Not a soul.

That was weird.

Lin Nuo gently pushed the door open and stepped into the corridor, realizing it truly was an inn, yet there wasn’t a single person in sight.

He started to doubt if he was dreaming again. What was going on? Had he stumbled into some bizarre dream within a dream?

He slapped his face again, the pain felt real, completely unlike a dream.

But who knows? The dream he just had felt pretty real too, almost like it was happening.

Lin Nuo continued walking, still not seeing anyone and sensing no spiritual energy fluctuations, as if the world had completely fallen into silence, leaving him all alone.

And this corridor just seemed endless; no matter how he walked, it felt like he was stuck in the middle. Even with his wind technique to speed him up, he couldn’t reach the end.

Then he thought about breaking through, but nothing would break.

Now it was clear; he was trapped here somehow.

It could be said that this was still a dreamscape, where someone had trapped him inside.

They took advantage of his weakened state to keep him stuck here, unable to get out.

If he remembered correctly, there indeed were people in this world who could use such dream-trapping techniques, also known as Nightmare Techniques, to confine someone within dreams and erode their spirit for their own power enhancement.

Ever since the fall of the Demon Star, this technique had integrated with Demon Power, becoming even stronger and harder to break.

This technique originated from the Refining Demon Sect, where extreme demon practitioners mastered such spells.

It could be said that before the fall of the Demon Star, he wasn’t a demon practitioner himself. The demon path bonuses brought by the Star led him to become one, so he should belong to the Refining Demon Sect now.

In his previous life, he hadn’t fought this person, but rumors said he had died under Su Kexin’s sword, though that was just hearsay, never followed up.

This Nightmare Technique was no trouble for him at all.

He was the type that could withstand soul-crushing tests of willpower, even making Master Cong feel miserable during trials at the Xuanyun Sect.

Now the tables had turned on him, but it was a brave move. Since he hadn’t had a showdown in his previous life, today would be the day.

Lin Nuo knew the opponent hadn’t managed to crush his spirit; they were merely trying to keep him trapped here.

Being stuck here wouldn’t drain much of his spirit, merely wasting time.

Just dragging things out, not letting him wake up.

Thinking it through…

He realized the opponent was trying to delay him, while their real target was Qin Shili!

That meant there was a high chance the opponent was also applying the same technique on Qin Shili. If she broke down, then all the power she had accumulated could very well be slowly eroded by them.

It seemed Qin Shili had picked the wrong inn; this place was likely pre-arranged by someone, or else the Nightmare Technique wouldn’t work so effectively. It wasn’t something you could use haphazardly on someone’s dreams without hidden formations.

So he had to escape quickly.

No matter how much he walked, there was no end to this path.

Wait, he didn’t even need to walk.

He could just completely destroy everything.

This was his dreamscape; if his willpower was strong enough and he realized he was trapped, he could create whatever state he wanted.

“Give me a sword.”

As soon as Lin Nuo thought it, a Demon Sword appeared in his hand.

And then came the battle robe; he couldn’t leave that out.

Before he knew it, he donned a dark purple robe adorned with dragon patterns and skulls, looking rather imposing.

“Indeed, the opponent can no longer control my dreamscape.”

Lin Nuo lifted the Demon Sword and swung it forward, as the Dragon-Phoenix Dual Soul surged forth, wildly charging ahead and demolishing the inn.

Quickly, under their impact, the inn began to collapse, and after it crumbled, he found himself in a pitch-black space with no light in sight.

“Another whirlpool.”

Lin Nuo thought, as he fell into that whirlpool once again, probably landing in another dreamscape.

He swung again, and the Dragon-Phoenix Dual Soul devoured the black whirlpool.

As the whirlpool was swallowed, everything disappeared entirely.

Lin Nuo returned to reality.