Chapter 16: "Dreams, Chaos, and the Immortal Dao"

After launching a deadly sneak attack and decapitating the first man, Gu Dao wasted no time. With a vicious glint in his eyes, he swung his sharpened bone stick at the second attacker with all his strength.

The remaining enemy, now drenched in his companion's blood, felt despair creeping into his heart. But desperation fuels recklessness—his survival instincts kicked in, and he roared as he went all out.

Under the dim moonlight, the enemy's sword arced toward Gu Dao's chest, the sharp edge reflecting a cold gleam. There was no time to evade—it was a direct, lethal strike.

But then—

Boom!

The sword shattered upon impact. A violent shockwave sent fragments flying in all directions.

As the sword shattered, Gu Dao stood motionless, his gaze cold, a faint disdain lingering in his eyes.

"If a mundane sword were capable of harming me," he muttered, "then the countless years of torment in the void would have been for nothing."

His opponent, on the other hand, stood frozen, eyes wide with horror. "M-Monster..." he stammered, his voice shaking.

Gu Dao's expression remained unchanged. He discarded the useless bone stick and stepped forward, closing the distance.

The man flinched, trying to retreat, but Gu Dao had already calculated his reaction.

Clenching his fist, a mysterious gray aura surged around him as he struck down.

As his blow collided with the monk's chest, A shockwave erupted, and in that instant, the monk's body exploded into blood mist, the fragments of his existence scattering in the wind like shattered glass.

The blood mist settled, the scent thick in the air, but Gu Dao merely glanced at the remains and moved on.

gaze drifted to the severed head, its wide eyes frozen in terror in the ground.

"Why bother?"

The path to immortality was within reach, but he died at the door.

Greed without absolute certainty will pay a price.

Gu Dao felt nothing—no guilt, no fear, no confusion. His expression remained unchanged, as calm as ever. Without hesitation, he began to clean up the aftermath.

He paid no mind to the blood coating his body. Reaching down, he carefully searched the corpse, leaving no part unchecked.

Once satisfied, he stuffed the items into his robe, regardless of their usefulness.

After confirming there were no signs of disturbance, Gu Dao turned his attention to the corpse.

If a person is killed, then the body must be destroyed!

Gu Dao channeled the same gray energy from within. With barely a touch, the other body began to disintegrate.

In an instant, it vanished as if it had never existed, leaving no trace behind.

After countless trials and failures over the past months, Gu Dao had barely managed to grasp the faintest trace of his energy.

Though he had no technique to properly channel it, he could do simple Things like this.

Gu Dao clapped his hands and left.

"One, two, three, four..."

Gu Dao counted the the spirits stones one by one in the cave.

Two small cloth bags, a total of one hundred sixty-seven !

Adding up what he had, he now had more than two hundred!

A faint smile curled on Gu Dao's lips as he tucked the spirit stones into his robe, then methodically sorted through the other spoils.

Apart from the spirit stones, the rest were all messy worldly things, and there was nothing useful.

Gu Dao looked around his cave, pondered for a moment, and then stood up decisively.

After simply packing up a package, he emerged from another tunnel exit in the dense forest. Under the night sky, he soon disappeared into the darkness.

After a night of trekking, Gu Dao finally appeared outside Puchan immortal town when the sun rose.

The mine was not far from the town. The reason why he walked for so long was mainly because Gu Dao was worried about being ambushed, so he took a long detour.

After all, according to Gu Dao's idea, there were so many miners in the mine, and the nearest gathering place for immortal cultivators was Puchan immortal town.

If there were immortal cultivators with bad intentions, they only needed to find a place to ambush along the way, and they would definitely be ambushed.

Even if the ambush was only a possibility, caution was survival. He had learned that lesson well.

Being able to safely reach the town would be the best result.

After more than three months, Gu Dao once again stepped into the immortal town.

But this time, he was not as confused as before. He had spirit stones in his pocket and had a certain understanding of the immortal cultivation world.

The only thing missing was... officially stepping into the immortal path and becoming a real immortal cultivator!

Although it had been three months, Gu Dao still remembered the town clearly.

But before he was about to officially enter the town..

Buzz~

At a certain moment, the Taoist Fruit in his consciousness suddenly bloomed with a bright golden light.

A ray of golden light fell and instantly merged into Gu Dao's mind, and a hint of enlightenment came to his heart.

He gained this time two things.

One, an innate super natural power called Endless Dreams.

it can enter dreams, entrust dreams, and create dreams.

To dream is to enter other people's dreams, which can be used to explore the deepest secrets and desires of the human heart.

Dreaming is used to create dreams and convey messages.

Dreaming is to make up dreams and form an illusory dream world that can be entered by oneself and others.

same.

Dream is a magical soul attack power that can kill other people's souls in dreams to achieve the purpose of killing.

"Using the magical power of drawings Dreams to kill people is extremely risky and can easily lead to backlash."

Gu Dao thought for a while and decisively gave up the plan of using the magical power of creating a dream to fight against the enemy.

Creating a dream and pulling someone else in to it to kill is an away game and is not a wise move.

And if you want to pull others into the dream you have constructed, you need to have one's own mental power several times that of others.

Since Gu Dao had no understanding of the true power of his soul, he could only pull those at or below the fourth Level of Qi Training into the dream he had constructed.

It's really useless.

"A monk below the fourth level of Qi training can be solved with my current strength, a snap of my spiritual power, or a spell."

But this does not mean that the magical power of Endless Dreams is useless.

On the contrary, the magical power of Endless Dreams is extremely useful.

In just a moment, Gu Dao thought of the many uses of Endless dream 's magical power.

For example, constructing a dream world for refining elixirs, drawing talismans, refining weapons, puppets, training new spells etc anything that you can imagine.

The true source of the Endless Dream's magical power lay within the Taoist Fruit embedded in his spiritual consciousness.

It had already reached perfection without any conscious effort on his part, allowing him to wield its full potential with ease, akin to his own innate magical abilities.

According to Gu Dao's estimation, to cultivate the Endless Dream's magical power.

One would need at least a Foundation Establishment cultivation, or even the strength of the Golden Core Realm. Only then could one hope to refine it to a level of mastery.

And If you want to practice it to perfection, you don't know how many years it will take.

Gu Dao directly omitted this process and achieved success overnight.

As long as his mental power was strong enough, he could conjure entire dream worlds, pulling even an entire nation on Earth into his dreamscape.

The second gift that the Taoist Fruit bestowed upon him was a technique known as the Primordial Chaos Sutra.

However, only the first part of the Primordial Chaos Sutra was unlocked, and even so, its power was already terrifyingly immense

As Gu Dao sat cross-legged in the forest, his expression remained indifferent, and his eyes closed in quiet concentration. He began to softly recite the words of the Primordial Chaos Sutra:

"The Great Dao is infinite, unbounded, and eternal. Chaos is not the absence of order,

It is the foundation that gives birth to all.

In its endless embrace, all things are formed and undone..."

As he spoke, a swirling gray Chaotic Energy began to materialize around him, emanating from the infinite Void. It washed over his body.

His cultivation, once at the fourth level of Qi Training, plummeted swiftly, crashing down to the first level of the Qi Training stage

But Gu Dao didn't worry at all as he felt that he could crush his former self to death with one hand.

As Gu Dao absorbed the Chaotic energy from the void, his dantian stirred The energy flowed through his body, refining his core and expanding his meridians.

His lower dantian glowed faintly as the primal energy intertwined with his being, purging impurities and strengthening his foundation.

All the spiritual power that Gu Dao had instinctively absorbed during his time in this world transformed into Chaotic energy within his dantian. As the energy surged, his dantian expanded, its boundaries stretching further with each passing moment.

Three hours passed in silence. Gu Dao slowly opened his eyes, and within them, a vast Chaos Void swirled in them.

Gu Dao smiled faintly as he clenched his fist, nodding slightly to himself.

"I see... my body is no longer what it once was. It seems my essence transformed when I arrived in this world. My body is now no longer a mere mortal vessel but an Acquired Chaotic body.

Though it is not an Innate Chaotic body, it is still far beyond ordinary.

And according to this technique, with every breakthrough, my body will continue to transform until I reach the Innate state—or perhaps even the terrifying state of a Chaotic demon god, as described in the legends."

As these thoughts passed through his mind, a rare flicker of excitement stirred within him, but it was gone as quickly as it had come.

His expression returned to its usual indifference, the fleeting emotion extinguished before it could fully form.

He gazed into the distance, his mind sinking deep into contemplation.

Power surged through his veins, yet his heart remained still. No thrill, no exhilaration—only the same cold detachment.

Even as his body transformed, his soul felt untouched, as if watching from a distance.

Despite the monumental changes within him, there was a profound emptiness—a hollowness that even this power couldn't fill. The transformation was physical, but his spirit... remained unmoved.

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