Accompanied by Chen Nan's roar.
The old man looked back, a trace of surprise flashing in his eyes: "Who are you, and how did you get here?"
"Why are you so ugly?"
Chen Nan was startled by the old man.
He had a shifty, rat-like appearance, with a mouth full of yellow teeth, making him look disgusting.
The old man was furious: "Young man, although I don't know why you've appeared in the dream I constructed, I can guarantee that today will be your last day!"
Chen Nan was enlightened.
He had felt before that it was difficult for Xie Ling'er to construct such a dream.
It seemed this was the dream constructed by this ugly wretch!
"Chen Nan, save me..."
Xie Ling'er's face was flushed, her eyes full of pleading.
She was in great pain.
Because this old man appeared in her dreams every night.
He used various means to make her lower her guard, wanting to possess her body.
Fortunately, her willpower was strong, and she always held the last line of defense.
Otherwise, this old man would have long since taken advantage of her.
"You want to kill me? Heh, just an outsider monk, you think too little of us Chinese cultivators, don't you?" Chen Nan didn't hide his disdain.
The old man burst into laughter: "Chinese cultivators? Hahaha, are there still cultivators in China? Do you really think I'm scared? How could I believe your nonsense!"
Chen Nan shrugged: "Whether or not I'm a cultivator isn't important. What's important is that killing you is like crushing an ant!"
"Die!"
A fierce glint flashed in the old man's eyes.
He pointed his finger across the air.
Instantly, the wind and clouds changed.
The previously clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and thunder roared!
Suddenly, a silver dragon fiercely struck down from the heavens.
The next moment.
The mountain shook and the earth trembled.
Dust billowed from the spot where the lightning struck.
At the same time, a deafening thunderclap echoed in the air.
"No..."
Xie Ling'er let out a hysterical scream.
The heavenly lightning just now possessed world-destroying energy, and Chen Nan surely couldn't withstand it.
But as the dust settled, she clearly saw a sturdy figure slowly emerge from the dust.
He stood tall and straight, his body shimmering with mysterious runes, looking like a divine being descending to earth from afar.
The devil-may-care smile on his face added a touch of roguish charm: "Is this it? Is this your strength? This is too weak!"
"Die!"
The old man roared.
Dark clouds churned and roared!
Boom, boom, boom!
Strike after strike of lightning fell on Chen Nan.
But.
They could not penetrate the runes on his body.
Not only that, but they couldn't even stir up any ripples.
Chen Nan looked at him coldly: "Even if this is a dream you constructed, it's still built upon someone else's dream. How could I fear you?"
"I refuse to believe I can't kill you!"
The old man roared.
With a wave of his hand, a sea of fire enveloped Chen Nan, intending to burn him.
"The temperature isn't high enough!" Chen Nan grinned.
If this were the other party's original dream, he would have been annihilated by the first bolt of heavenly lightning. But this was ultimately a dream constructed by borrowing Xie Ling'er's dream, and here, he couldn't exert his full strength.
As a powerful cultivator in the Qi Refining stage, he could ignore the other party's attacks.
Of course, their confrontation was a battle of spiritual power.
On this point, Chen Nan believed he was no worse than the other party.
"Sword, come!"
The old man's eyes widened in rage. With a wave of his hand, countless long swords condensed in the air.
Each sword emanated terrifying sword energy.
"Die!"
With the old man's roar, the myriad of swords slashed towards Chen Nan from all directions!
"Halt!"
Chen Nan uttered a syllable.
It was as if time and space had frozen, and the myriad of swords were fixed in mid-air.
It was as if he had mastered the divine ability of "speaking as law."
The scene was extremely bizarre.
"You... are you a Chinese cultivator?" the old man exclaimed.
Chen Nan walked towards him step by step, and wherever he passed, the swords in front of him instantly disappeared: "Tell me, who are you? Why are you rooted in Ling'er's dream?"
"If I'm not mistaken, you're not dead, are you?"
The old man grinned: "Admittedly, you're very clever!"
"That's obvious," Chen Nan said. "Never mind, you won't tell me the truth even if I ask. Since that's the case, I'll send you on your way!"
"Oh, right."
"My name is Chen Nan. If you want revenge, come at me!"
With that, he grabbed the air, and countless swords pointed at the old man.
"No..."
The old man let out a desperate scream and was then engulfed by the swords.
As the scene before him changed, the old man's enraged roar echoed in the air: "Chen Nan, I, Song Ba, swear to the heavens, I will kill you one day."
"This guy named Song Ba has some skills!"
Chen Nan knew that Song Ba was not dead.
Even though he had killed him, it was just a wisp of soul power.
At this moment, the distorted scene before him froze into Xie Churan's bedroom.
Chen Nan was utterly bewildered!
Why was her dream constructed to be Xie Churan's bedroom?
Could it be that she had a particular fondness for Xie Churan's bedroom?
Xie Ling'er, with her clothes disheveled and her face flushed with excitement, pounced on Chen Nan, pushing him onto the bed: "Chen Nan, thank you for saving me! If it weren't for you, I would have been harmed by that old man!"
Chen Nan's face was awkward. He quickly pushed her away and asked, "Did you not let that old fellow succeed?"
Xie Ling'er gave a charming smile and beckoned him seductively with a hooked finger: "Why don't you come in and check?"
Yikes~~~
Chen Nan shuddered. He hadn't expected her to say something like that.
Without a second thought, he quickly said, "That old man from before shouldn't appear in your dream anymore. Well, I'll be leaving!" Saying this, he turned to leave.
As long as he pushed the door open and left this room, he would be able to leave the dream constructed by Xie Ling'er.
However.
He tried to push the door, only to find it firmly shut, and he couldn't budge it even with all his strength.
He turned to look at Xie Ling'er.
And gasped.
She was lying on the bed with nothing to cover herself. Although her figure wasn't overly developed, her long legs were visually striking.
Xie Ling'er said with affection: "Since you're here, why not stay! After all, you are my savior. To repay your kindness, shouldn't I offer myself to you?"
"This isn't offering yourself, this is biting the hand that feeds you." Chen Nan had no interest in Xie Ling'er whatsoever.
After all.
She was just a young girl.
How could she compare to the allure of Xie Churan?
He clearly remembered Xie Churan's words: if he returned safely, he could have a taste of her, like an old ginger...
"This is my territory, can you make the decisions here?" Xie Ling'er waved her right hand.
Chen Nan's expression changed drastically.
He clearly felt an invisible force engulf him.
The next moment.
His body slowly lifted off the ground, floating towards Xie Ling'er.
"Ling'er, let me go, quickly!" Chen Nan struggled incessantly, but despite his cultivation in the Qi Refining stage, he couldn't break free from the restraint in Xie Ling'er's domain.
Xie Ling'er gently stroked his face, as if admiring a delicate piece of art: "Why are you so nervous? Am I not beautiful enough?"
"Or, do you really like my mother?"
"No, no, no, there's too much of an age difference between you two."
"Even if you can bridge the gap, it's still not appropriate."
"Besides, I like you too, we could completely be together!"
Chen Nan panicked.
Although it was just a dream for Xie Ling'er, she didn't realize that this dream involved two people.
Currently, she was completely lost in her own dream!
"Wouldn't it be better if we cooked the raw rice into cooked rice first?" Xie Ling'er's lips curled upwards, offering her tenderness.
And Chen Nan was utterly powerless to stop any of this.
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In reality.
Xie Churan looked at her phone anxiously.
Five minutes had passed, but Chen Nan had not woken up.
This made her feel anxious and uneasy.
And just then.
She was shocked to discover.
The withered little grass had miraculously regained its vitality and transformed into a towering ancient tree...
Xie Churan's heart trembled fiercely: "What's going on? How could such a change occur?"