Redemption of a Born Demon-Chapter 72: A Mysterious Existence, Stepping on Lotuses into a Dream

Chapter 72: Chapter 72: A Mysterious Existence, Stepping on Lotuses into a Dream

However, before Yang Mutong could complete her bow, a shadow fell over her. A massive hand, hard as steel, caught her and prevented her from bowing any further.

"Sir, you..."

Yang Mutong looked up abruptly, thinking Yi Beidou was refusing to let her accompany him.

"Rest assured, I won’t go back on my word. However, if you are to follow me, you must understand the principle that ’above the heavens and below the earth, the Dao alone is supreme.’ You need not bow to anyone. If you ever wish to leave, you may do so at any time. There’s no need to be bound by such tedious formalities."

"I will not intentionally teach you anything. Whether you gain anything will depend entirely on you. Therefore, we need not call each other master and disciple."

Yi Beidou said.

"I understand, Sir."

Yang Mutong nodded, as if she’d had a realization.

Meanwhile, Yang Tianhe couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In truth, he had initially been against Yang Mutong following Yi Beidou. ’This man may possess vast Divine Powers, but he is far too ruthless. The recent incident in Nanyang filled me with both awe and a chilling fear.’

’A person like him is bound to stir up immense turmoil in the future. It’s hard to say whether getting involved with him is a blessing or a curse.’

But he couldn’t dissuade his determined daughter, so he had no choice but to go along with her wishes.

He never expected that, just after meeting, Yang Mutong would grasp the profound footwork of the Peacock Dance of Shared Light.

With Yang Mutong’s Innate Wisdom Eye, there might truly be some inexplicable destiny between the two of them.

Elsewhere, Yi Beidou retracted the Free Dharma Realm. Ye Zhenghua finally let out a sigh of relief, feeling as if his entire body was drenched in cold sweat. His gaze toward Yi Beidou was filled with admiration, as well as a deep sense of yearning.

Just now, under the influence of that field, he too seemed to have gained some insight.

’To affect me like this from a distance, with only a True Hand Seal Form... He’s truly like an Immortal.’

’But one day, I will surely reach that realm as well.’

「Across the ocean.」

Dr. Beretta had already received the intelligence from Nanyang. The entire upper echelon of the Pioneer Group was furious about the annihilation of their Southern Ocean Branch, but unfortunately for them, Yi Beidou was now within Donghua’s borders.

But even if he were outside the country, any personnel planning another operation against Yi Beidou would have to think twice. The Nanyang incident had already proven that he was not someone who could be dealt with by simply dispatching a few Super Warriors.

They had yet to grasp the true extent of his power.

"Doctor, our latest intelligence indicates that one of ’those beings’ within the Group may have secretly infiltrated Donghua. The target is likely Yi Beidou."

"Here is the relevant file for your review."

A trusted subordinate placed a top-secret intelligence file on Dr. Beretta’s desk.

"No need. I can already guess who it is."

Dr. Beretta said calmly, not even touching the file.

The South Sea Great Vow Treasure Lotus Master himself seemed to have intricate ties to the mysterious entity within the Group codenamed "Lotus." ’Now that Yi Beidou has defeated him, their fates are karmically entangled. Only that entity’s Divine Powers are suitable for making a move.’

’It will be done with the utmost secrecy, but whether it succeeds is another question. No matter. This is a good opportunity to probe whether the Wandering Immortal left anything behind in this man’s mind.’

「Spring City, inside the villa.」

It was late at night. After settling their business, Yang Tianhe and Zhang Wenyuan had taken their leave. Only Yang Mutong remained at the villa.

The villa had a dozen or so rooms, so accommodating one more person was no problem at all.

Meng Qianyuan, Yang Mutong, and Zhou Baiwei had all retired to their rooms to rest. Only Yi Beidou remained, sitting cross-legged in the first-floor hall, his eyes slightly closed as if in deep meditation.

For Yi Beidou, sleeping was a distant memory.

Before he achieved his state of perfect freedom, he never dared to relax his mind enough to sleep.

Dreams were a source of chaos. If he were to fall asleep uncontrollably, he would face all kinds of tribulations in his dreams, making it incredibly difficult to maintain control. It was very likely he would fail at the final hurdle because of it.

Ever since he learned the technique of deep meditation, he had never truly entered the land of dreams again, to say nothing of the time after his Ascension.

In fact, mastering deep meditation techniques was countless times more restorative for the spirit than sleep.

Dreaming was something Yi Beidou hadn’t experienced in a very, very long time.

A sage does not dream.

Tonight, however, was an exception.

While in his meditative state, he suddenly felt a slight daze. Instantly alert, he snapped his eyes open.

He found himself still in the villa, but he could clearly sense that his surroundings were different.

Everything was hazy and indistinct.

This wasn’t reality. It was a dream. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

’I’m dreaming?’

Yi Beidou frowned slightly. Sensing that something was wrong, he prepared to channel his True Intent and shatter the dreamscape.

Suddenly, he sensed a stir behind him and spun around.

He saw the wall of the backyard begin to disappear, brick by brick, starting from the center, revealing the scene behind it.

But behind the wall was not the familiar street, but a profound, pitch-black darkness.

Faintly, a beam of rainbow-hued light seemed to shine from the depths of the darkness. The light extended toward the courtyard, forming a path.

Along that path of rainbow light, lotuses sprouted from the ground, each flower swaying with a soft halo of light around it.

A figure appeared at the end of the path.

The figure was barefoot, and with every step, he trod upon a lotus flower, as if the lotuses were stairs for his advance.

As the person drew closer, Yi Beidou could see that he was casually wrapped in coarse linen. The fabric was covered in stains that looked like dried blood.

It didn’t seem to be clothing, but a burial shroud.

He was a gentle-faced man with fair, smooth skin and a mustache. His entire being radiated a light that seemed capable of calming one’s soul.

He arrived treading on lotuses, his Dao Field manifesting with him.

If an ordinary person were to witness such a scene, they would surely believe they had seen a true Deity.

"Who are you? Lotus? Are you connected to the South Sea Great Vow Treasure Lotus Master?"

Yi Beidou’s eyes narrowed. He understood that such a vision would not appear in his dream for no reason.

Someone had used a supreme spiritual art to pull him into this dreamscape.

"In my youth during this lifetime, I traveled the world and met a young man with the surname Hu. Seeing he had the heart to seek the Dao but lacked the proper method, I was moved by pity. I thus entered his dreams and secretly transmitted to him the art of the Corpse Forest Lord."

"He later cultivated on his own and, indeed, achieved some success."

The man’s face was filled with compassion, a faint smile playing on his lips, giving him a dignified and sacred air.

"Have you come to plead for your disciple?"

Yi Beidou asked calmly.

"Not at all. I taught him that Taoist Skill on a whim. His cultivation and his achievements are his own; they have nothing to do with me. I have come for you."

"Your master and I shared a karmic bond in a past life. We sat and discussed the Dao, and we traveled the lands together. I was deeply saddened to hear of my old friend’s passing, and when I learned he had left a disciple in this world, I came especially to see you."

The man’s voice was gentle, his tone sincere and earnest, making one feel an irresistible sense of affinity toward him.