Clark had expected something similar to this. The customs in the Immortal World were like this; any technique related to the Blood Path would be viewed this way.

But Clark didn't care.

As long as he used it for refinement, no one would attack him.

However, the looks of hatred didn't disappear; some even wished Clark would lose.

A loud voice boomed:

• "I'm finished!!!"

Everyone, including those watching, was stunned.

Incredible speed! He had finished, and the refinement took him only three minutes.

Clark left, as he had completed the test, to get his badge to enter the official rounds.

Clark placed a few Immortal Gems, because a commission had to be paid in this place.

Clark was angry, that miser Jin had only given him a little.

Clark got his badge, but a certain fool came running.

He had a face like a pig's, and beside him was a teenage boy not yet twenty, who was arrogant and called himself Supervisor Song Yu.

• "Sir, join our sect! I'm sure you're interested."

Clark looked at him coldly:

• "Oh, you think I'm interested? Well, let me tell you frankly: I'm not interested, and I won't join any sect. So get out of my way."

Song Yu was saddened and couldn't reply to Clark.

But the boy beside him was angry on behalf of his grandfather.

• "Hey! What do you think you're doing? Are you looking down on our sect?"

Clark quickly turned to him. Cold murderous intent flowed from his eyes.

• "Boy, if you think there's a problem between us, then you want to compete with me???"

•"But if you want to compete with me, bring something interesting."

The boy was named Xue Song, and he genuinely wanted to crush Clark in a refinement competition because of his arrogance.

The boy declared his stake:

• "Fifth-rank resources, peak of the mortal world."

•"And the refinement will be on the Extreme Movement from the Time Path: 'Third Breath'."

•"I suppose you don't know it, so I'll explain: 'Third Breath' is an Extreme Movement difficult to activate, but if successful, you'll learn what will happen in a time estimated at three breaths."

Clark laughed like a madman. Everyone gathered to see what was happening.

• "Boy, how old are you? How foolish!"

•"Is this an offer? I'd rather leave here! I'm not interested in your sect or your duel."

•"As for the winner of the conference, listen well: It's me and no one else!!!"

Clark made a bold declaration, but it only made people hate him more, especially Xue Song.

Clark left. He was standing beside the wall of a certain sect.

The first round would start after a full week.

In the center of this sect, there was a strange tree, and beside it was a girl.

She was breathtakingly beautiful.

Her pure white skin was like a peeled egg, her delicate lips, her shiny black hair which was also very soft.

Her lashes were few and blue, and her breasts were difficult to contain.

She was a bit short, so if she stood, she would only reach Clark's chest.

But she could be described as one of the cutest women he had ever seen in his life.

Clark laughed:

• "Are all women in the Immortal World this beautiful?"

But the girl was a bit pale, as if she were battling in her sleep.

Clark deduced she was in the Dream World.

But he was surprised: According to his research and knowledge from the souls of people he had killed, the Dream World hadn't become famous, and methods of entering it were difficult.

Either you possess an Extreme Movement that enables you, or you are an Immortal and a Heavenly Tribulation comes to you where the test is to overcome the Dream World.

Or the other option: enter someone else's dream world.

But this girl wasn't from any of the three choices.

Clark touched her face to search inside her, but he soon fell.

Clark opened his eyes in surprise. He looked at his hands, which were strangely small, and his face too.

He rushed to one of the ponds to see his face. He had become younger!

He immediately knew he was in the Dream World.

He began walking and exploring his surroundings. The Dream World consumes the strength of your soul inside: the longer you stay inside, the stronger your soul becomes. The more you can endure, and Clark's soul was strong, but it ends like any soul.

And if his soul weakened, he would lose the distinction between reality and life and be trapped forever, unless someone freed him.

The place was vast, with green orchards and small, tame animals.

But a woman in her thirties came to him.

She was breathtakingly beautiful.

She slapped the back of Clark's head and said:

• "Why didn't you come? Your mother waited for you a long time! The sect's junior generation competitions have started, and you're still here."

Clark looked in surprise:

• "Now, in a dream, this is my mother??"

He began piecing things together in his mind: Clark, women, fairies, Zhong Nam Sect!!!!

He immediately realized.

• "So, that girl is from the Zhong Nam Sect. Well, I need to focus on solving the scene and getting her out."

Clark was late for his match, and his opponent was waiting for him. It was a girl; he sensed her appearance was familiar.

He soon realized she was the same girl.

The woman gave Clark some Extreme Movements: Scarf of Fire, and Dark Arrow. All from their names showed their abilities, with no complexity.

Clark went down to the arena, looked at the girl, and charged to attack.

He had combat experience and dodged her attacks, but he sensed the purpose of the scene was to defeat her, not kill her.

So he kept charging and attacking calmly, while speaking at the same time:

• "You, do you still have your consciousness? This is the Dream World, not reality."

The girl quickly replied:

• "You're crazy! This is of course reality!"

Clark was shocked in his mind:

• "Bad! She can no longer distinguish between reality and illusion!!!"

The girl kept attacking intensely, but Clark found the flaw in her attacks: she was using an Extreme Movement called "Cold Moonlight," which were moon blades that moved by the user's will, and they were fast and strong too.

But the duel ended.

Clark directed a swift strike to the shoulder and quickly knocked the girl down, victorious.

The woman who came to Clark was happy:

• "Hahahahaha! My son has defeated An Hai Chenqing!"

Clark was shocked:

• "This girl is the daughter of the legendary Han Chenqing?! What luck! To do a favor for such a man! Hahahahahahaha! For the future, I'll do some good deeds. I didn't expect to get help like this."

As soon as Clark defeated her, a strong light flashed and he woke up.

He gradually opened his eyes, and saw stupidly where his face had been lying: it was between An Han Chenqing's thighs!

Clark soon felt her thighs become hot.

He raised his head calmly to look at her. He saw an angry face, the face of someone who wanted to kill him.

Clark stammered:

• "R...really, I can explain! I saved you!"

Clark received a kick to the chest. That girl was angry and wanted to kill him now and bury the shame.

What came to her mind was: "Do they think I'm easy or what?"

He dusted himself off and looked coldly:

• "I advise you to stay away from that tree, because of it you fell into the Dream World, and I helped you and got you out."

•"As for what happened, I didn't know, because as soon as I touched your forehead, I didn't know if I would be pulled with you or not."

•"And indeed I was pulled and fell! It was just a passing situation."

•"And thank you, I don't need you to repay the favor."

An Er's rosy cheeks had turned red from embarrassment, but she couldn't say anything; he did save her.

She quickly replied in a soft voice:

• "Thank you. And I apologize for hitting you."

In Clark's mind: "Hmph! If I didn't know your father was Han Chenqing, I would have severed your head from your body and fed it to the crows! With pleasure."

Clark turned to leave on his way, but An Er grabbed his hand. He quickly pulled away, she felt embarrassed but spoke:

• "How did you know I was trapped in the Dream World? Few know about the Dream World!!"

It was a straightforward interrogation, but the reply was ready in Clark's mind:

• "Pure coincidence and speculation, nothing more, and I only knew after I fell with you."

Clark left. An Er watched him from afar.

He was thinking about what to do in the future, and where to go. He didn't know, so who better than Jin?

Clark found Jin talking with one of the sect elders, the Great Refiner Sect.

Clark greeted him, but he was stunned: it was the same Mr. Song Yu!

Clark distanced himself from the conversation and remained silent.

It was flattery and: "Please come to our sect, a great talent like you is needed."

But Jin's reply was the same as Clark's.

After finishing, Clark and Jin left the sect gates.

Clark asked Jin:

• "Do you have a specific destination???"

Jin laughed:

• "Of course! The Wu Clan of the Bitter Plains! There's an important inheritance that will open!!!"

Clark's gaze immediately lit up: Bitter Plains and inheritance! Could it be him???

To be continued.....

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