Only at the Mahayana Stage Does the Reversal System Appear - Chapter 482

Chapter 480 The Dream of the Pure Heart Saint

“Sir, what kind of dream would you like to have?” the inner sect female disciple asked the Holy Maiden of Pure Heart.

The Holy Maiden of Pure Heart revealed her true appearance, so beautiful that even the inner sect female disciple was captivated.

“Can I have a dream about Jiang Li?” The Holy Maiden of Pure Heart was shy; even in her dreams, the mention of Jiang Li would still make her blush.

“Yes, our sect often constructs such dreams.”

“Would you like one with clothes or without clothes?”

The Holy Maiden of Pure Heart hesitated for a moment before deciding to follow her heart: “Without clothes.”

The inner sect female disciple produced something resembling a menu, with the words “Jiang Li Dream (Top Secret)” written on the cover.

The Holy Maiden of Pure Heart flipped open the menu and knew it was definitely contraband.

It was quite exciting.

“Sir, please see, there are fifty-eight major categories of dreams involving the Jiang Renhuang, each with numerous subcategories.”

“You can choose to spend a normal night with the Jiang Renhuang.” The paper depicted Jiang Li and a female cultivator entangled in a contest, competing to see who wore less clothing, resulting in a tie.

“If you choose this, you can also choose Jiang Renhuang’s pose. Please feel free to choose. I studied in the Hehuan Sect for a period of time and can make Jiang Renhuang strike various poses.”

The Holy Maiden of Pure Heart was tempted.

As expected, this is the most famous dream sect in Jiangli’s circle. This trip is worth it!

“Let me see the others.”

“There’s also a red wedding dress version, which is also loved by many female cultivators.”

On the paper, the female cultivator was covered with red veil. The groom, Jiang Li, dressed in a bright red robe, slowly lifted the red veil from the female cultivator, half-covering her, making the view irresistible.

After the red veil was removed, it was time for the usual married life.

The Holy Maiden of Pure Heart naturally put herself in the picture.

But then she thought, doesn’t this mean that many female cultivators have married Jiang Li in their dreams?

The Holy Maiden of Pure Heart felt very disadvantaged.

“Another alternative?”

“This one, abandoning the common people to save a beautiful woman.”

“You are a female demon persecuted by the world, forced into the evil ways. Jiang Renhuang is the brilliant and perfect leader of the righteous path. The two of you fell in love without knowing each other’s identities.”

“When the righteous path besieged you, they pierced your veil, revealing to Jiang Renhuang that the peerless woman who had haunted his dreams was you. Jiang Renhuang, contrary to his usual behavior, betrayed the righteous path in public and rescued you.”

“You two flew to a deserted place, your eyes met, like dry wood meeting a raging fire…”

“Stop, stop, stop, I definitely won’t choose this.” The Pure Heart Saint said without hesitation.

She couldn’t possibly turn to the evil ways and become a demon, and Jiang Li couldn’t possibly abandon the righteous path. This dream was based on a premise completely contrary to reality.

“So what kind of dream do you want?” The inner disciple introduced all the different options. There were so many dreams Jiang Li could have. At this rate, they wouldn’t have finished even after waking up.

The Holy Maiden of Pure Heart described her desired dream in detail, and the inner sect female disciple’s eyes lit up, impressed by her creative nature. When their work was finished, they too dreamed the same dream with Jiang Renhuang, following her sister’s instructions.

…

“I’m so hungry! My senior sisters

are bullying me again.” One winter, ten-year-old Holy Maiden of Pure Heart hid in the woodshed, nibbling on half a steamed bun. She was an orphan adopted by the Tianyin Sect’s leader. The senior sisters disliked this clumsy girl and bullied her everywhere. After the leader’s death, they confined her to the woodshed and deprived her of food.

Suddenly, a figure fell from the sky, smashing through the woodshed and landing in front of the Holy Maiden of Pure Heart.

The Holy Maiden of Pure Heart, her eyes fluttering, poked the figure in the face with a small wooden stick.

The figure, severely wounded but not fatal, groaned, “Water, give me water…”

The Holy Maiden of Pure Heart poured water into the figure.

With the water, the figure regained some strength to move.

With difficulty, he rose, leaned against the wall, and gave the Holy Maiden of Pure Heart a hushing gesture.

“Little girl, I’m not a bad person. If those people knew I was injured like this, they’d probably laugh at me for a long time. Wait until I’m healed before leaving, okay?”

For some reason, Saint Jingxin felt this man was trustworthy and nodded vigorously.

“My name is Jiang Li. What’s yours?”

“I’m Jingxin, a disciple of the Tianyin Sect.”

“I see your cultivation doesn’t seem like the orthodox Tianyin Sect techniques?”

Saint Jingxin rarely spoke to her on a daily basis. Seeing the injured man ask this question, Saint Jingxin tearfully recounted her experiences with the Tianyin Sect.

Jiang Li felt pity for the young girl and taught her other techniques.

Few people came to Saint Jingxin’s place, so she cared for Jiang Li and taught her the techniques. Time flew by.

In a blink of an eye, half a month passed. After Jiang Li recovered from his injuries, he left Saint Jingxin a token and disappeared.

Saint Jingxin used the techniques Jiang Li taught her to shine at the Tianyin Sect competition.

Another half month passed, and Jiang Li reappeared, congratulating Saint Jingxin on becoming the number one in the outer sect.

From then on, Jiang Li appeared at night and continued to teach Saint Jingxin.

As time went by, Saint Jingxin gradually became an inner sect disciple, a core disciple, the eldest sister of Tianyin Sect, and the number one of her generation in several nearby sects…

When Saint Jingxin was sixteen, she felt that staying in Tianyin Sect was not conducive to her development, so she decided to travel around the Nine Provinces.

During her journey, she encountered many dangers, all of which she resolved one by one.

What she didn’t know was that Jiang Li was behind each of these dangers.

Jiang Li was like a bodyguard, guarding Saint Jingxin’s growth.

As Saint Jingxin gained more experience, she finally learned Jiang Li’s identity: the newly enthroned Human Emperor.

In the end, Saint Jingxin was deeply moved when she learned of Jiang Li’s silent dedication.

Jiang Li finally made up his mind and confessed his love to this girl, over two hundred years his junior.

“Jingxin, I love you.”

The two undressed and lingered in the clouds.

…

“Sir, what dream would you like to have?”

“I know the Way of Dreams and can weave my own dreams.” Jiang Li needed no one’s services.

“You can’t return the spirit stones.” The inner disciples looked at Jiang Li warily, wondering if he was going to go back on his word and ask for a refund.

Jiang Li laughed. No matter what, he wouldn’t care about such a small amount.

Besides, he could get reimbursed from Commander Liu.

“Look at what Old Bai is dreaming about.” Jiang Li abandoned the inner disciples and dreamed his own dreams.

Seeing that Bai Hongtu had become the Human Emperor in his dream, Jiang Li didn’t expose him, but honestly called him the White Emperor.

After the arrival of the outer demon, Jiang Li saw that Bai Hongtu had almost finished his bloody battle, so he dispatched the outer demon and gave him a mysterious smile.

Okay, Old Bai must be dissatisfied with the dream and would go find Meng Chun to dream another one.

Mission accomplished.

The dreams of the Pure Heart Saint were private, and Jiang Li chose to respect them, not intending to read them.

Just as Jiang Li was about to return to his own dream, he discovered that it suddenly expanded, then suddenly shrank, repeating this cycle, unleashing an immense amount of power.

The dream was wantonly kneaded, twisted, and shattered.

Two great Mahayana forces, separated by an unknown space, echoed each other from afar, penetrating the dream.

Jiang Li’s expression froze. A similar transformation had occurred when he and the First Emperor had met in a dream.

What would happen this time?

(End of this chapter)