Complete madness!

  In a dream realm where death doesn’t exist and recovery is limitless, everyone had become fearless.

  They trained as hard as they could, no longer just talking about it, but turning it into reality.

  However, every activity in this dream required Han’s permission.

  Healing injuries, reshaping the dream body, or even manifesting dream objects based on real items—only Han could accomplish these feats.

  In fact, even the wisdom bonuses granted by the dream could be revoked by Han.

  Once they entered the dream, they could only exist within it; unlike Han, they couldn’t use the various abilities.

  The difference between the host and the guests was stark.

  “At the moment, it seems that this dream realm only appears once a day, and each session lasts no longer than twenty-four hours,” Lu Qingmo said.

  “If it lasts for a month, it’s equivalent to gaining two additional months of cultivation time. If it lasts for a year…”

  Lu Qingmo shook her head. She didn’t think that would happen.

  “Once the martial arts world’s major sects learn about your ability, it will cause a huge stir,” she continued.

  “Countless people will rush to fight for it.”

  For any major faction, the value of attaining enlightenment within the dream realm would be immense.

  “Who knows, this ability might disappear just as mysteriously as it appeared. It’s not something I can control,” Han said, shaking his head.

  “I just hope it lasts for a while longer and doesn’t cause any trouble.”

  Lu Qingmo wasn’t sure, but Han understood clearly.

  Enlightenment in the dream realm also has its limits.

  Or rather, he had limits. His cultivation level determined the upper limit of the dream realm’s potential.

  Han manifested a Yulou Stone and tossed it to Bai Ruoyue, telling her to absorb it.

  In reality, there was only one Yulou Stone, but in the dream realm, you could have as many as you wanted. Although they were fake, they still provided a chance to experience something extraordinary.

  "Roar!"

  A terrifying roar echoed as a Yulou spirit manifested behind Bai Ruoyue, its presence powerful and commanding.

  Her aura surged dramatically, and the dense martial power in her hands took on a completely different flavor than before.

  “Junior Brother, I think I saw a real Yulou, I even glimpsed its internal organs!” Bai Ruoyue said, excitedly.

  “Keep going,” Han said, tossing more Yulou Stones her way for her to absorb.

  In the dream, anything was possible.

  "Since I'm dreaming, there's nothing I can't imagine."

  Bai Ruoyue continued to refine the Yulou Stones, and the shadow behind her became increasingly lifelike, almost as if the monster had crossed through time and space to materialize in this place.

  Her internal organs glowed, and her true Qi rumbled, visible even from the outside.

  The Yulou shadow mirrored her every movement, perfectly synchronized, as if it shared the same essence.

  “I understand now!”

  “This is the Yulou Spirit Scriptures!”

  Bai Ruoyue’s entire being seemed to change, as if she had transformed into a humanoid Yulou, grasping the true essence of the art.

  Seeing this, Han suddenly remembered something.

  On the last day, Brother Shu had dropped two Earth-level elixirs—Five Organs Divine Pill and Six Viscera Divine Pill.

  If not now, then when?

  Han manifested the divine pills and shot them out.

  “Senior Sister, open your mouth!”

  Bai Ruoyue instinctively opened her mouth, and the divine pill melted into a thick liquid as she swallowed it.

  “What is this?”

  “It’s a pill to refine the Five Organs and Six Viscera. It can awaken their divine spirits in a short time.”

  Bai Ruoyue immediately felt a surge of power within her. Her internal organs underwent a transformation, almost as if they had gained sentience.

  She seized the opportunity and focused intently on every sensation.

  Both pills could temporarily awaken the divine spirits of the Five Organs and Six Viscera. If someone with exceptional talent took them, there was a minuscule chance of these spirits staying permanently.

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  Han suddenly realized, with dream-based enlightenment in play, this “minuscule chance” was likely nearly a certainty.

  “If one pill doesn’t work, I can take ten or even a hundred. That has to work, right?”

  If she succeeded in the dream, surely awakening the divine spirits once back in reality would have no chance of failure.

  “The Five Organs and Six Viscera Divine Spirits?” Lu Qingmo asked, surprised.

  “Yes, I obtained them by chance during the Shuiyuan Conference,” Han replied.

  “Indeed, a great treasure,” Lu Qingmo nodded.

  “The divine spirits of the Five Organs and Six Viscera are unmatched if they can be awakened permanently. They will actively absorb the world’s energy to nourish themselves. Legends say that if their divine spirits are perfected, they can even manifest externally and fight enemies.”

  “Even if only temporarily awakened, they grant the organs extraordinary abilities.”

  “Unfortunately, I’ve never heard of anyone managing this feat at the Viscera Realm.”

  “Wait until later, you'll see it for yourself,” Han thought with a smirk. “No, not just hear about it—you’ll witness it in person.”

  Han also sent a few of the divine pills to Shen Long and the others. He couldn’t give them the real ones, but in the dream realm, there was no shortage of them.

  Yes, anything can happen in the dream.

  “If this dream realm could last a little longer, your senior brothers' powers would probably advance at an astonishing rate.”

  “With this experience and accumulation, they will have no obstacles in their cultivation.”

  “You’ve really helped them a lot.”

  Lu Qingmo couldn’t help but admire. “To meet a junior like Han, these little guys are incredibly lucky.”

  Han smiled, “I haven’t really done much. How much progress they make depends on their own effort.”

  All he did was provide them with a place to train. Materially, he hadn’t contributed anything.

  “In these troubled times, any improvement in strength is a blessing that many people would wish for,” Lu Qingmo sighed.

  “Now, with all factions entering Heiyun Town, the whole Heiyun region is a tangled mess. The further it goes, the more chaotic it becomes.”

  “Only personal strength is the true guarantee.”

  As the head of the Ghost God Division, she was aware of all the matters happening in the region. The situation in Heiyun was far from stable.

  Although nothing had happened yet that required her to personally intervene, her subordinates were working around the clock.

  “How many cases does the Ghost God Division need to handle?” Han asked.

  “A lot, every day,” Lu Qingmo shook her head. “The people entering Heiyun come from all walks of life, with a mixture of fish and dragons.”

  “Power struggles, conspiracy, murder...these things happen every day.”

  No one dared to come trouble the Taibai Martial Hall, so Han and his group could cultivate in peace, but among ordinary cultivators, things were far more chaotic.

  “There aren’t enough people. Both divisions are frequently commissioning local forces in Heiyun to assist.”

  “I’ve already contacted Old Ye and asked him to send people to support us, just like with the Dingwu Division.”

  “I’m also a Ghost God Patrol. If something urgent happens, I can help,” Han offered, eager to contribute.

  His efforts wouldn’t be in vain. Every task completed would earn him merit.

  Merit from the Ghost God Patrol could be exchanged for treasures in any division of the Great Qi Territory.

  For example, if he accumulated enough merit, he could exchange for the second volume of The Vast Righteous Hand Seal from a local Ghost God Division.

  Plus, he was currently an eighth-grade Ghost God Patrol. To advance in rank, merit was essential.

  Higher ranks would offer many benefits: more resources, higher allowances, and access to more treasures.

  According to Lu Qingmo, as one’s rank increased, they might even be granted rare treasures as part of their salary.

  Lu Qingmo glanced at Han. “We’ll discuss this another time.”

  She didn’t want to disturb Han with trivial matters.

  Later, Han focused on his own cultivation, delving into various martial arts and Taoist techniques.

  Even Lu Qingmo, who rarely trained, had begun to take action.

  The dream’s unique properties made it possible for her to practice some Taoist techniques she had never been able to master before.

  Han’s fourth “cheat” was indeed a real help.

  The world is all about power and background.

  If you have neither, unless you're a true world-shaker, you’ll always be a small fry.

  As Lu Qingmo and Bai Tian grew stronger, Han reaped the benefits.

  He also had a strong desire to see his master become even stronger.

  “Master, you must work hard to get stronger!”

  As this dream was about to end, Han walked into the Peach Forest alone.

  He raised his hand, and nine milky-white light spots appeared in his palm.

  “Is this... Dream Power?”

  Han looked at the light spots. Nine of them. Apart from him, there were eight others in the dream. Lu Qingmo had entered two days ago.

  That meant each person provided a little bit of Dream Power each day?

  “But what use is it…” Han thought, unsure. The Dream Realm Insight didn’t give him an explanation.

  For three straight days, everyone continued to diligently cultivate, making great progress.

  The bonus to wisdom, the ability to be immortal and unharmed with unlimited endurance—this was indeed a tremendous help.

  On the third morning, Han was practicing in the martial hall when he suddenly received a message.

  "Han! Something's happened in Heiyun Town!"

  Han understood that Yun Duo was a simple cultivator, often quite fragile in many situations.

  Yun Yun's martial arts focused on refining her organs and her soul had the ability to wander at night, enough to protect her younger sister. This was a significant help on their missions.

  "What’s going on this time? Aunt Mo hasn’t mentioned anything to me yet."

  Yun Duo began explaining the situation in detail. "There's a village called Tieshi Village outside Heiyun Town. Something has gone wrong there."

  "They had once discovered a small iron mine, and the local government had been sending people there to mine it. But in recent years, the resources there have nearly been exhausted."

  "Because of this, the government’s presence in the area isn’t very strong."

  "Yesterday, a group of government martial artists went to the small mine to transport the accumulated iron ore back. By nightfall, one of the villagers went to the mine and found that everyone there had been killed."

  "Considering the recent unrest in Heiyun Town, the government team was fairly strong. There were three in the Meridian Realm."

  No wonder Yun Yun had chosen to follow; the strength to wipe out such a group indicated that the attacker was no ordinary foe.

  "But this should be the responsibility of the Town Guard, right?" Han asked.

  The local government was in charge of agricultural, mining, and fishing matters, and the Great Qi’s laws were strict: the Ghost God and Martial Divisions were not allowed to interfere.

  If anything happened in these areas, it was up to the Town Guard to handle it, preventing the other divisions from intervening.

  The Town Guard did have its own martial artists, but they were not as strong or specialized as the Ghost God and Martial Divisions.

  However, they did have experts at the Organ and Soul Realm who could handle such situations.

  "It seems that the Town Guard leader went out on an inspection yesterday. His guards were with him, so the matter was handed over to the Ghost God Division," Yun Duo explained.

  Han was left speechless.

  Yun Duo continued, "The miners were found dead in a horrific manner. Their bodies were shriveled, almost as if their life force had been drained."

  "Each of their necks had two small puncture wounds, like they’d been bitten by something."

  "The Ghost God Division is understaffed, and this case is particularly severe, so they need to resolve it quickly. That’s why my teacher sent us."

  "Do we know what attacked them?" Han asked.

  "We're not sure. We need to investigate it ourselves."

  Han nodded. The description of drained life force and the small puncture wounds made the situation sound eerily like the work of zombies.

  Come to think of it, Han had never actually seen a real zombie. He wondered if they were like the ones that hopped around in stories.