218: Dream

On the wilderness of the Divine Realm, everything around was dilapidated.

Qian Feng felt his consciousness being swallowed, and at the same time, everything around him was also falling into darkness.

He only heard a whispering sound like a nightmare in his ears.

"Time Nightmare~"

When Qian Feng opened his eyes again, he found himself inside a room, a place he was all too familiar with.

"This is... Spirit Hall, my room?"

He patted his head, only feeling a throbbing pain in his temples, as if there was something he couldn't recall.

Instead, other things flooded into his mind all at once.

Qian Feng stood up and pushed open the door. It was early morning, and a Spirit Hall maid immediately knelt on the ground: "Young Master! The Pope is having a morning assembly, you are almost late, hurry up and go!"

"Ah? Is Mother having a morning assembly?" Qian Feng asked back, slightly startled. Unexpectedly, the maid trembled upon hearing Qian Feng's address and knelt on the ground, not daring to get up.

"Didn't I say, you don't need these formalities?" Qian Feng smiled and stepped forward to help the girl up. The latter immediately shrank back, looking at Qian Feng in fear and saying:

"Young Master... I am not convenient to serve you these days, give, give me a few days!"

"Serve me what?" Qian Feng narrowed his eyes, examining the girl, and only then did he notice some bruises on the fair skin exposed outside her dress.

Seeing these things, his head ached, and some inexplicable memories floated into his mind.

"Was it... me who tormented this girl? How is that possible?" Qian Feng shook his head, his breathing slightly rapid, and hurried towards the main hall of Spirit Hall.

After a moment, Qian Feng entered the great hall.

A group of Elders stood on both sides, and Bibi Dong on the main seat held her scepter and looked at Qian Feng coldly, snorting: "You are late, don't you know you can't be late for the morning assembly? Don't you understand?"

"Mother, I feel like my body is a bit strange. Also, why isn't Little Sister here?" Qian Feng looked at Bibi Dong in surprise, asking for help.

Just then, a figure flashed over and slapped him directly!

Qian Feng instinctively wanted to protect himself. With his Limit Douluo... no, perhaps my realm is higher? Confused thoughts, he put his hands in front of him.

The result was being slapped several meters away by Bibi Dong, his face stinging hot, and blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

It took him a long time to climb up from the ground, staggering a few steps.

"Emperor said, you are not allowed to call me Mother! Also, do I need to tell you where that woman went?" Bibi Dong snorted coldly and continued:

"You piece of trash, you wasted your sixty-something Soul Power, yet you lost to Tang San and the others!"

"All you do all day is sleep with women, how could Spirit Hall have such a waste like you!"

Bibi Dong mocked angrily, the hatred seeping from her eyes making Qian Feng shiver. As for Yue Guan, Gui Mei, and the other Elders, they acted as if it had nothing to do with them, not even looking at Qian Feng.

"From now on, Qian Feng is not allowed to enter the Martial Soul Hall!" Bibi Dong shouted angrily, flipping her right hand, and the main hall door closed directly.

"This..." Qian Feng coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, staggered back a few steps, then shook his head again, and a series of memories flooded into his mind once more.

After cultivating painstakingly for more than ten years, at the age of nineteen, he was only a Soul Emperor.

Qian Renxue went to the Heaven Dou Empire, disguised as Xue Qinghe, continuing his plan.

Limit Douluo... How could I be a Limit Douluo?

I'm just a profligate young master who doesn't get love and is addicted to women all day long!

Qian Feng took a deep breath, staggered off the Spirit Hall mountain peak, and then walked into Spirit City.

No one recognized him. Qian Feng swallowed, instinctively stopping at a pleasure house.

The sweet calls of women from the pavilions inside, accompanied by various alluring scents, assailed his nose.

It felt strange, yet he wanted to enter. It seemed he had been here many times before?

"No... something is wrong!" Qian Feng turned around. This time he went to the outskirts, found a carriage, and immediately rushed towards a certain place.

"Could it be that becoming a Limit Douluo was just a dream? Then how did I become a Limit Douluo... Why is there no memory at all?"

"Instead, I have concrete memories of cultivating to become a Soul Emperor."

"Water Binger... I remember Water Binger. But who is Water Binger? Is she an opponent from the Soul Master Elite Competition? No!" Qian Feng quickly shook his head. He couldn't fly now, he could only drive the carriage forward.

"My wife... Then how did I meet her, and why did we fall in love?"

Qian Feng tried hard to remember, but found that he didn't have many memories of Water Binger? However, there was a voice deep inside repeatedly reminding him that Water Binger and he had a very close relationship!

In the next few days, Qian Feng traveled non-stop, without sleep, towards Tianshui Academy. As he traveled these past few days,

More memories gradually floated into his mind.

As for his past self being a Limit Douluo? These things became increasingly faint.

Finally, after several days of travel, he arrived at Tianshui Academy. It happened to be the Academy's grand celebration today, welcoming students from various academies to visit and enjoy.

Qian Feng was nineteen years old. Although he appeared somewhat weak due to his indulgence in women, his appearance was still quite handsome.

Therefore, the Academy guards at the entrance also treated him as a student from another academy.

In the evening, the carnival began. On the high platform, Water Binger led the other members of the Tianshui team.

First, they performed a dance showcasing purity and vitality, which drew cheers from hundreds of Soul Master students below the stage.

"Wife Bing'er, I love you!!"

"Ah~~ Goddess Bing'er!"

Most of the cheers were for Water Binger. Qian Feng stood in place, watching the crowd's frenzy, feeling somewhat disgusted.

Water Binger held the microphone, standing gracefully in the main position. A water-blue gauze dress accentuated her graceful and well-proportioned body. Her fair, smooth legs were exposed, and she wore exquisite high heels.

"Thank you to all the students for coming to Tianshui Academy~ Our team achieved a decent result in the Soul Master Elite Competition, and my own Soul Power has broken through to Soul Emperor! I'm very happy, and it also coincides with the Academy's anniversary celebration. I hope everyone enjoys our dance~"

Her voice was pleasant and her tone gentle. With just a few words of thanks, another round of cheers erupted from the audience.

Seeing this, Qian Feng used his Soul Power to jump onto the stage, extended his hands, and walked towards Water Binger: "Bing'er, it's me... I am your husband! I remember, you were pregnant, right? Has the child been born?"

"Ah? Crazy!" Water Binger snorted softly. She hadn't even frozen him yet, the Academy's security guards immediately pinned him down and gave him a beating, while hundreds of Soul Masters cursed him.

In the blink of an eye, Qian Feng was thrown out of the Academy, accompanied by the guards' cold sarcasm:

"Another lunatic who fantasizes about marrying Senior Sister Water Binger."

"This one is quite young, but this must be the thirtieth one, right?"

"Ah, Senior Sister Water Binger's charm is too great~ Hehe, that figure, that temperament." The guard swallowed, closed the Academy gate, and the carnival inside continued.

Qian Feng felt pain all over his body, lying on the ground. A light drizzle began to fall from the sky.

"..." (End of this chapter)