The girl passed by Heavenly-Dragon as if she had seen nothing, walked into the kitchen, and then a distant voice came from within:
“You sit for a while. Xia is resting right now, he’ll come see you soon.”
Heavenly-Dragon’s expression gradually darkened, completely unsure what kind of trick Baiyang was playing.
He wouldn’t dream of such things at all, so whose dream was this?
Baiyang’s dream?
While Heavenly-Dragon was puzzled, Qi Xia’s figure appeared from the depths of the room. He walked step by step to sit down before the single-person dining table.
His expression was normal. From beginning to end, he didn’t raise his head to look at Heavenly-Dragon. Only that weary look let Heavenly-Dragon know he hadn’t found the wrong person.
“Sit.”
Qi Xia raised his hand slightly, and a chair made of flesh and blood rose from the ground, appearing behind Heavenly-Dragon.
Seeing this scene, Heavenly-Dragon decisively confirmed his speculation.
Not knowing what method Baiyang had used, he had actually pulled him from one dream into another dream.
He clearly hadn’t activated ‘Dream Entry’… so how could he have fallen into Baiyang’s dream?
Since this place had become Baiyang’s home ground, naturally he couldn’t act rashly next. After all, the dream’s master was the immovable existence within the dream.
Previously, he had tried to kill Baiyang in a dream, but even after nearly exhausting all their strength, they had only fought to a draw.
Although their combat power was evenly matched, Heavenly-Dragon knew that this time he had already overdrawn too much ‘conviction.’ If they really fought, it would be disadvantageous to him.
For Heavenly-Dragon, as long as his ‘rationality’ remained, as long as he had enough ‘conviction,’ no dream could trap him.
“Baiyang… what are you scheming again?”
Qi Xia reached out and picked up the water pitcher and glass cup on the table, calmly poured a cup of water, and slowly pushed it before Heavenly-Dragon.
Facing the sunrise, he asked with a light smile:
“Will you drink?”
Heavenly-Dragon narrowed his eyes as he looked at that cup of water, naturally knowing that this cup of water could take his life right now.
“Speak plainly.” Heavenly-Dragon said. “Here, you can’t kill me, and I can’t kill you either. So many meetings… what’s the point?”
“Don’t be hasty, Heavenly-Dragon.” Qi Xia shook his head, his grayish-white pupils looking at him. “Don’t rush… we have plenty of time…”
At this moment, Heavenly-Dragon noticed that Qi Xia had exactly the same wounds as Qinglong on his body. His forehead, arms, knees, and chest all had traces of still-bleeding wounds.
“You know I don’t have much time.” Heavenly-Dragon said. “Once I recover my ‘conviction,’ you won’t be the one controlling the dream anymore.”
“Is that so…?” Qi Xia’s face showed disappointment for a moment, then he said, “Heavenly-Dragon… you still don’t understand even now… I can’t control the dream, and neither can you.”
“Don’t try to shake my conviction again.” Heavenly-Dragon said. “I’ve already seen through your trick. When it comes to ‘Dream Entry,’ I’m much more adept at it than you.”
“Ha…” Qi Xia laughed and shook his head, asking casually, “It’s still early, want to eat something?”
“No need.” Heavenly-Dragon’s face gradually took on anger. “Baiyang, if you want to settle things here, I’ll accompany you. Things have escalated to this point, I don’t expect you’ll accompany me to the ‘New World’ anymore.”
At the mention of the ‘New World,’ Qi Xia turned his head to look out the window.
“Settle things…” Qi Xia asked in bewilderment, “What would count as ‘settling things’?”
“Between you and me… only one shall live.” Heavenly-Dragon replied with a cold expression. “You entered my dream to disturb my conviction, then took the opportunity to bring me into your dream. Isn’t it all to settle things?”
“Heavenly-Dragon…” Qi Xia reached out to pour himself a cup of water, took a sip, and said softly, “For me, things are already settled.”
“They’re settled just like that?”
“Yes.” Qi Xia nodded seriously. “When you’re standing here, everything is already settled. I’ve done everything I promised everyone. I didn’t lie… including what I promised myself.”
Heavenly-Dragon looked at Qi Xia in confusion: “Then what did you promise yourself?”
“I wanted to return to a world with Yu Nian’an.” Qi Xia answered.
Hearing this answer, Heavenly-Dragon’s expression darkened once again: “Baiyang… what kind of sarcastic words are you saying… The buildings by the road are made of flesh and blood, the clouds in the sky are dark red, the river is filled with stinking blood. This is the world you’ve been pursuing?”
“Yes.”
Heavenly-Dragon was choked speechless by Qi Xia’s answer.
After a few seconds, he pointed toward the kitchen: “Then her, does she know this is a dream?”
Qi Xia stared at Heavenly-Dragon for a few seconds and said: “Heavenly-Dragon… she knows where this is, but you don’t.”
“What…” Heavenly-Dragon reached out to clutch his chest. “Baiyang… you’ve completely lost your mind…”
“No, Heavenly-Dragon.” Qi Xia sighed deeply. “I’m not the one who’s insane. I’m already very content with my current life. The reason I called you here was to see if there’s any possibility of us peacefully coexisting here.”
“Even if you’re content… I’m still here.” Heavenly-Dragon stood up, his face stern as he said, “Two tigers cannot share one mountain. If you can’t let me go back, how could I possibly let you remain stable here?”
“Heavenly-Dragon, you can’t go back.” Qi Xia said.
“Can’t… go back?”
“This is your final destination.” Qi Xia pointed to the water cup on the table. “Drink this cup of water, and you’ll understand everything.”
Heavenly-Dragon stared at the water cup, his gaze gradually becoming manic, then he laughed softly: “To me, this is no different from ‘go die.'”
“I truly don’t think that way.” Qi Xia pushed the cup forward a bit more. “Heavenly-Dragon, you and I no longer have any reason to continue fighting.”
“I do.” Heavenly-Dragon said. “As the master of this dream, as long as you die, the dream will collapse, and I can escape from here.”
“This isn’t a dream.”
“Hmm…?”
“This isn’t a dream.” Qi Xia repeated. “You can drink this water normally. As long as you try once, it proves I’m not lying.”
“You…”
“Just like I said.” Qi Xia pointed toward the kitchen. “She knows what this place is, but you don’t.”
Heavenly-Dragon gradually revealed a smile: “Baiyang… how many times have you deceived me…? At this final moment… you want to use such a shallow ploy to kill me…? If this isn’t a dream, then what is that flesh-and-blood world outside?”
“I’m not deceiving you.” Qi Xia shook his head. “You chose not to believe.”
“Whether this is a dream or not, I have no need to verify it by drinking this cup of water.” Heavenly-Dragon said. “I can prove it by killing you.”
“We’re both approaching our limits.” Qi Xia said. “This time, one of us is destined to die. Are you sure you want to make a move?”
“Sure.” Heavenly-Dragon said. “In your pathological dream, I can’t stay for even a moment.”
“Oh, then wait a moment.”
Qi Xia turned and walked into the kitchen, saying to the white-clothed girl: “An, I need to go out for a bit. I’ll come back to have dinner with you tonight.”
“Okay, don’t work too hard. Come back early.”
As the words fell, Qi Xia walked out nonchalantly, looked at the water on the table again, and asked: “Really won’t drink?”
“Stop wasting time.”
“Then come with me.”
“Where to?”
“To find a spacious place to kill you.”
After Qi Xia finished speaking, he opened the door and walked out without looking back. Heavenly-Dragon’s expression darkened as he followed closely behind.
Making a move in Baiyang’s dream would certainly consume a large amount of ‘conviction,’ but at the end of the day, the most he would lose was his rationality. But what about Baiyang?
If he died here, he would be thoroughly dead.
