Heavenly-Dragon turned around to look into Qinglong’s eyes. The two locked gazes, both falling silent.

They seemed to be looking at another version of themselves, yet also at a complete stranger.

“I manage this place myself…?” Qinglong narrowed his eyes, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.

“Yes.” Heavenly-Dragon agreed. “You fear I’ll die in that room at any moment and drag you down with me, while I also fear you’ll kill me at any time. I can’t even sleep peacefully. Since we both live in constant fear every day, why not take this opportunity for you to give me a quick end? How about it?”

Qinglong chuckled lightly—

At this very moment, undo the “Twin Flowers,” then kill Heavenly-Dragon.

What a wonderful plan?

This thought occupied his mind. After a few seconds, he couldn’t help but reveal an even more bizarre smile. He laughed louder and louder, even beginning to slap the table with his hand.

A few seconds later, Heavenly-Dragon also began to laugh madly.

The two laughed wildly in this venue, swaying back and forth, as if friends had shared an amusing joke. The scene was exceptionally bizarre.

“Ah…” Qinglong slowly walked up to Heavenly-Dragon. “Heavenly-Dragon… this is too ridiculous. Undo the ‘Twin Flowers’ now? Are you playing me…?”

“Hahahaha.” Heavenly-Dragon also laughed heartily. “What’s wrong? Since you know the method to undo the ‘Twin Flowers,’ show it to me. Isn’t that fine?”

“Not fine…?” Qinglong shook his head. “Heavenly-Dragon… what have I relied on to survive until now?”

“Schemes and strategies? Or tactics of some kind… I’m not sure.” Heavenly-Dragon shook his head.

Qinglong was once again amused by Heavenly-Dragon. He reached out and pointed at the tabletop. At this moment, some tiny specks of blood foam had drifted in, adhering to the table. “Heavenly-Dragon, the moment I undo the ‘Twin Flowers,’ I’ll also turn into blood foam like this, won’t I?”

“Hahahaha!” Qinglong shook his head. “Heavenly-Dragon, you’ve really put yourself in a difficult position. You thought that because I’ve consumed too much ‘Belief,’ my reason would also decrease accordingly… and so you came up with such an absurd scheme.”

“Trying doesn’t cost me anything.” Heavenly-Dragon stretched lazily. “What a pity. You didn’t fall for it.”

“We both know what kind of person the other is.” Qinglong said. “Let’s skip this kind of scheme. Just quietly continue sleeping. You try to kill me in your dreams, I try to kill you in reality. Meeting once every ten days—isn’t that harmonious coexistence quite nice?”

“You seem to never realize that killing you isn’t my primary objective.” Heavenly-Dragon shook his head. “Although we both know what kind of person the other is, we’re different.”

“Yes.” Qinglong chuckled lightly. “How sanctimonious you are! You can even be so magnanimous as to give all ‘Participants’ two days of ‘reality.’ This way, the truth of the entire ‘Taoyuan’ becomes even more elusive, right?”

“Is it possible that they simply have no brains themselves?” Heavenly-Dragon said. “The ‘reality’ I bestow upon them has so many loopholes. Any smart person can discover the discrepancies. Not only can they activate ‘Immortal Arts’ in the so-called ‘reality,’ but everyone’s dreams also collapse uniformly at the final moment. As long as they chat about their experiences before entering ‘Taoyuan,’ they’ll discover that the same earthquake strangely appeared in all timelines. Even the sky splits open at the end. Isn’t this suspicious?”

“Heh…” Qinglong sneered. “So these ‘loopholes’ were also magnanimously left behind by you?”

“I can only say that ‘Participants’ aren’t any different from ‘Heavenly-level.'” Heavenly-Dragon said. “As long as they’re unwilling to believe it’s a dream, no matter how big the ‘loopholes’ are, it’s useless. People who don’t want to wake up will never wake up.”

“‘Heavenly-level’ were originally ‘Participants.'” Qinglong said. “These nine people have been standing here relying entirely on their paper tiger reputation. It’s just as well that they’re dead. It saves us from executing them in front of the ‘Earth-level,’ which would make people’s hearts even more chaotic.”

“Qinglong, if you don’t change your temperament… people’s hearts will become chaotic sooner or later.” Heavenly-Dragon sighed lightly.

“Change my temperament?” Qinglong raised an eyebrow and said with a smile, “Do you think our temperaments are any different…? I can change my own half, but I can’t change your half. Why don’t you also change your temperament?”

“Ha…”

Qinglong sat back down beside the round table. “I don’t understand your philosophy, and you don’t understand mine. Let’s each work hard for our own ideals.”

The two seemed to have finished their jokes, their expressions gradually calming down within a few seconds.

The room returned to a dangerous silence filled with killing intent.

“Can your injury hold up?” Heavenly-Dragon turned his head to look at Qinglong. “This is the first time in so many years I’ve seen you injured this badly.”

After Heavenly-Dragon finished speaking, he reached out his hand, wanting to touch Qinglong’s wound, but Qinglong leaned back and dodged.

“I won’t die.”

Heavenly-Dragon snorted lightly and said no more, also taking his seat again in the room. He rubbed his forehead, slowly calming his “Belief.”

Verbal sparring with Qinglong was the norm in every cycle. After all, neither of them could kill the other.

But the time that followed was the most difficult moment.

He had to make everyone enter their dreams one after another within half a day.

Perhaps Qinglong never knew the reason he persisted with “Entering Dreams.”

Because “dreams” could transmit many things.

Qinglong had various transactions with the “Participants,” and he naturally had his own as well.

The way to contact them was through “dreams.” If necessary, he would even modify the memories in certain people’s dreams, making them mistakenly believe that changes had occurred in their real lives.

This exquisite “Entering Dreams” technique required using fragments of the other party’s memories to create the most realistic dream world. Although it consumed an enormous amount of “Belief,” it could stabilize everyone’s emotions.

What “real world”?

From the moment they entered “Taoyuan,” they should have known that there was only one path here—”death.”

But “rumors” could spread among “Participants.” They would discover that everything in “Taoyuan” could not only affect “reality,” but there was even a glimmer of hope for escape.

But even if they returned to the so-called “reality” with “Immortal Arts,” nothing would change.

There was always despair in that dream, and that world was destined to collapse.

Heavenly-Dragon sighed. What a pity that every time he woke up, just “Separation” and “Entering Dreams” would exhaust all his “Belief,” and then he could only enter sleep again.

But if he didn’t do this… was there any better method?

The only solution would be to find someone whose ideas aligned with his own, someone who could abandon this place and escape from “Taoyuan” together, establishing a brand new order.

The two sat in silence in the room for several hours before a figure suddenly appeared at the door.

She stood carefully outside the door, then knocked.

The visitor was none other than Heavenly-Horse. She looked somewhat achy in her back and waist, reaching out to pound her lower back.

“Heavenly-Horse…” Qinglong turned his head to look, his face showing a trace of displeasure. “I thought you were dead.”

“Heavenly-Dragon! I can’t find my precious grandson…” Heavenly-Horse said with an anxious expression. “I don’t know if he’s alright now…”