Dreaming While Awake

Chen Xia and Emperor Capital were fighting an extrajudicial duel outside the arena.

So it didn't count, and naturally no one was going to die.

Suddenly a shadowy figure appeared and saved the half-dead Emperor Capital from Chen Xia's hands. His features were blurred and indistinct, and only a tattered old robe could be seen.

"You've won, gained fame, so you can stop now. You can't kill Emperor Capital, even more you can't kill him, you know as well that no one will die in this fight, because the Old Fisherman will also come to save you."

The mysterious person analyzed this fight very accurately.

Chen Xia placed his hand on the jet-black arrow in his chest, smiled and said: "I don't need saving, even less will I die."

He spoke with certainty.

And it was indeed so, because he was just an avatar that had separated from his body after all.

The mysterious person in front of him was silent for a moment, nodded in agreement, "What you say makes sense, but you can't kill Emperor Capital either."

Chen Xia didn't reply immediately, and started pulling out the jet-black arrow, gritting his teeth hard, with the arrow and blood splattering out together.

He did not fear the saint's bloodstains on this arrow.

Something that had already been executed, what was there to be afraid of?

Chen Xia forcibly pulled out the jet-black arrow, held it in his hand, cracked a smile, and casually said:

"Then you take him and run away quickly, I don't kill deserters."

The mysterious person carried the half-dead Emperor Capital away without replying again, and disappeared in a flash.

As for that jet-black arrow, he was too embarrassed to ask for it either, after all, failures shouldn't make so many demands.

If Emperor Capital really wanted it, he could win it back himself next time.

The fight between the two great emperor heirs ended like this.

What was left behind was tens of miles of ruins and ravines.

Chen Xia held the jet-black arrow covered in bloodstains in his hand, standing at the top of the ruins, surveying the surroundings in a circle, everywhere was dodging gazes.

Even some ordinary elders didn't dare to meet his eyes.

Because in Chen Xia's eyes, apart from calmness, there was also a hint of...

Indifference.

As if he didn't take the surrounding cultivators seriously at all.

Calm to the point of being frightening.

Big Yellow Dog came bouncing out of the ruins, hands on hips, and stood shoulder to shoulder with Chen Xia, raising his brows and glaring as he said:

"The three of us brothers, today we disciplined Emperor Capital lightly. If not for my poor health and damaged Dao Heart, there would have been no need for big brother to make a move."

It was a professional at piggybacking off the situation.

After it finished speaking, Big Yellow Dog beckoned again and called out:

"Come here, little Yu, put on a show for them."

Chi Yu walked over haltingly and shook his head in confusion: "You can beat me to death alright, but putting on a show is really beyond me."

The spectating cultivators also didn't know how to respond, and gradually dispersed.

Big Yellow Dog still had his hands on his hips, showing off for a while, then turned to Chen Xia and asked caringly: "Bro, are you alright?"

Chen Xia shook his head.

What could happen to an avatar that had separated from the body? At most it would just deplete a tiny bit of Divine Soul, and he could recover after resting for a bit.

It was just that Chen Xia was too lazy, otherwise with his strength that could move mountain peaks, if he had personally made a move, this Emperor Capital wouldn't have lived past thirty breaths.

The avatar carried forty percent of Chen Xia's strength, even stronger than someone at the mid stage of Moving Mountains, plus the ruthless fighting style, naturally Emperor Capital was no match.

Although it took more time, three hours was still speed leveling Emperor Capital.

After this fight, everyone could confirm it.

The rumor that Chen Xia's Dao Heart was damaged, he was still the strongest emperor heir.

But they also had a doubt.

What the hell do you call this a damaged Dao Heart?

Especially the indifference and aloofness in Chen Xia's eyes during the fight, they really didn't believe it was something a person with a damaged Dao Heart could have done.

To the point where even outer sect disciples started suspecting, wasn't it possible Chen Xia had deliberately spread the news that his Dao Heart was damaged, then kept a low profile, all in order to destroy the other two emperor heirs in one stroke?

This was just like an eight hundred jin tiger, that kept telling you it was sick, and asking you to come over for a duel after drinking.

When you went, the tiger would say it had stomach problems, because it was hungry.

Just in time to wait for you.

Damn!

The more the outer sect disciples thought about it, the more they felt this was the case. They all felt Chen Xia had some schemes, and had just destroyed Emperor Capital in one stroke.

If Emperor Capital didn't have a firm enough determination, he would likely have many mental barriers on the path of promotion in the future.

Of course Chen Xia didn't know any of this.

He just wanted to simply test out his avatar.

The medicinal pills for cooking were also making breakthrough progress now, advancing from not killing people to finally being able to have some slight benefits.

For example, being able to make people glow all over, to serve as a nightlight.

You could say it's useless, but it's really cool.

And it could also emit lights of various colors. After Big Yellow Dog ate seven in a row, at night it became a colored light.

Chen Xia's cave dwelling was quite lively now.

A bird, a dog, and a person, chatting from time to time, it was pretty interesting.

Big Yellow Dog suddenly proposed, "Why don't the three of us become sworn brothers of different surnames?"

Chen Xia, half-collapsed to the side, corrected: "To be precise, sworn brothers of different species."

He didn't have any objections, just taking it as playing around.

In the end, only he himself would remain anyway.

Chi Yu also had no objections, but was puzzled: "How to decide the order?"

"Go by size," Big Yellow Dog suggested.

"Ah," Chi Yu said.

"Then I'll go last," Big Yellow Dog replied without saying he should go first, intending to let Chen Xia be the eldest brother.

Being thoughtful was the key point.

"En," Chen Xia uttered.

The scene was probably quiet for two seconds.

"Oh," Big Yellow Dog was somewhat confused.

Chen Xia asked curiously: "Are your true forms really this big?"

"..."

This could be considered a small interlude.

The result was Chen Xia firmly in first place, Big Yellow Dog in second, and Chi Yu at the end.

The reason was simple too, Big Yellow Dog conceded to Chi Yu in age, and conceded to Chen Xia in strength.

The principle was just bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

The three brothers were brought together, and Chi Yu was in rare high spirits. He spoke, imitating the words from books:

"We three, we don't seek to be born on the same year, month and day, we only seek to die on the same year, month and day!"

Big Yellow Dog hurriedly waved his paws, "Yo chill, no way."

"Eh, indeed," Chen Xia nodded uncharacteristically, agreeing with Big Yellow Dog's words.

Chi Yu had a somewhat bewildered look, still not understanding what was going on in his youth.

If time was like a river, then Chi Yu was flowing faster than Big Yellow Dog.

While Chen Xia remained completely still.

He was just quietly watching.

Chen Xia's expression suddenly became heavy, eyebrows slightly knitted. He suddenly thought of a possibility.

Perhaps this matter had been doomed to be a tragedy from the start.

Chen Xia tilted his head back and buried it in the darkness.

Big Yellow Dog had been chatting excitedly about something with Chi Yu, when he suddenly stopped and glanced at Chen Xia, asking curiously:

"Bro, what are you doing?"

Chen Xia's expression was unclear in the darkness, only the faint smile could be heard in his voice as he replied:

"Dreaming."

"How do you dream while awake?" Big Yellow Dog was puzzled.

The smile grew thicker in Chen Xia's voice, his tone unhurried, softly saying:

"Dreams dreamt while awake, are good dreams."

A: Today was a bit stuck, plus many things going on, so less updates. 10k word update tomorrow.

Thank you brothers for the support and tips. Little Sour will tell you guys a collected cold joke.

"Throwing dead people yo!" Old Man Wang yelled while throwing the corpse down from upstairs.

Good night good night good night.