Liu Chuan had just stepped into the straw hut when he saw Wang Meng standing in front of him.
"Meng Zi, what are you doing here? Where have you been recently?" When Liu Chuan saw Wang Meng, he was overjoyed. He hadn't heard from Wang Meng in a long time.
However, Wang Meng looked at Liu Chuan with a strange expression and said, "What do you mean where have I been recently? Haven't we been going to school recently? What's wrong? Have you been sleeping too much?"
"You were clearly…"
He was about to retort when he heard a familiar bell.
"Alright, alright. Stop talking. It's time for class."
When Wang Meng heard the bell, he immediately interrupted Liu Chuan and pulled him to sit down.
Liu Chuan suddenly felt lost, as if he had forgotten something and what had happened.
He looked around and realized that it was the familiar classroom.
"Where was I just now… I think I was in a straw hut?"
Liu Chuan felt that something was wrong.
"What straw hut? You're still being silly," said Wang Meng.
At this moment, the form teacher Old Li walked in.
"Students, for this period, your physical education teacher is sick, so we will have math class instead. We will first review trigonometry, which is very important."
The entire class instantly wailed.
"Mathematics? Trigonometry?" Liu Chuan was confused. Shouldn't the lesson be about the advancement of martial artists and the basic application of weapons?
At this moment, Wang Meng realized that Liu Chuan was still in a daze. He immediately patted him and said, "Chuan Zi, what's wrong? You can't sleep in Old Li's class even if you want to sleep. Are you tired of living? Are you still awake?"
Was he awake? Was he sleeping?
Could it be that his previous experiences were all a dream?
Oh, so it was just a dream.
"I'm fine. I was a little dazed when I just woke up." Liu Chuan patted his face and felt much more awake.
Then, he began to learn the knowledge that he had not seen in a long time.
The lesson passed quickly. In a daze, he accepted the fact that he had only been dreaming.
"Let's go, I'm a little hungry. Let's go buy some potato chips to eat. Come, it's my treat," said Wang Meng to Yuchuan.
After saying that, he pulled Liu Chuan and walked towards the restaurant just like before.
Liu Chuan felt his previous cultivation memories slowly blurring. Just as he was about to try circulating his vitality, he was interrupted by Wang Meng.
"Hey, Little Chuan, it's not long until the college entrance examinations. Why aren't you preparing to confess?" Wang Meng asked.
"Confess? Who should I confess to?" Liu Chuan was instantly confused.
"Lin Sisi. Others might not know, but how could I not know what you're thinking?"
Wang Meng's face was filled with disbelief.
Liu Chuan was shocked and immediately denied, "Lin Sisi? What a joke, I don't even know her."
"Oh? Are you shy? What's there to be embarrassed about, brother?" Wang Meng grabbed Liu Chuan's shoulder, his face full of disbelief.
"I really don't know her. I don't have such thoughts at all."
Liu Chuan had no choice but to explain seriously.
"Really?"
"Really."
…
It wasn't easy for him to deal with Wang Meng, but Liu Chuan had completely forgotten about the matter of circulating his vitality. Even his memories of the vitality techniques began to blur.
The days passed by quickly. Just like before, Liu Chuan and Wang Meng went to class together and went home together, living an ordinary and boring life in their third year.
He was still alone at home. His unreliable father still hadn't returned.
Liu Chuan slowly began to accept reality.
He was still an ordinary high school student. He did not transmigrate or have a system. He had only seen a very long and realistic dream, even though he could no longer recall that 'dream'.
"No, something's not right. Something's not right. I have a system, yes, I have a system!" Liu Chuan finally remembered something.
At this moment, he was on the way home with Wang Meng. Liu Chuan finally felt the existence of the system in his mind.
Liu Chuan immediately stopped and turned on the system in his mind.
Name: Liu Chuan.
Gender: Male.
Strength: 189.
Constitution: 195.
Speed: 189.
Vitality: 192.
Soul Power: 225.
Level: Level-9.
Body Tempering Progress: 70%.
Cultivation Technique: Returning to One.
Sword Skill: Three Thousand Sword Techniques (Incomplete)
Spirit Servant 1: Dogshit (Wolf King Puppy). Level: Level-12.
Spirit Servant 2: Gale Wolf. Level: Level-10.
"That's right, it's not a dream. Everything is not a dream. The system is still here. This place is fake!" The moment the system was opened, his hidden memories began to surface.
Liu Chuan recalled what the old gatekeeper had said to him.
Remember to stay true to your hearts after you enter. Whether everything in front of you is fake or real depends on your own judgment."
So this was the meaning behind the old gatekeeper's words.
"Chuan Zi, are you alright? Why are you standing still?" Wang Meng asked anxiously when he saw Liu Chuan standing still.
When Liu Chuan opened his eyes, he saw Wang Meng's anxious expression.
This person was exactly the same as Wang Meng. However, it was a pity that this person was fake.
"Come on out, Dogshit and Gale Wolf." Liu Chuan muttered inwardly as he summoned his two Spirit Servants.
Seeing that Liu Chuan had summoned his Spirit Servant, Wang Meng's expression gradually became strange. That strange expression made even Liu Chuan tremble.
Then, 'Wang Meng' chuckled. "When did you discover this?"
"I just discovered it," answered Liu Chuan honestly.
'Wang Meng' was just about to say something when he saw the Gale Wolf and Dogshit arrive in front of him one after another.
Rip!
Gale Wolf and Dogshit flanked 'Wang Meng' from the left and right and attacked him with their claws.
'Wang Meng' didn't resist and was torn into pieces in the blink of an eye. However, there was no blood or screams. Instead, the torn pieces of 'Wang Meng' started to flicker and turn blurry.
"What's the use of killing me? Can you leave this space? Stay here with me forever…" 'Wang Meng' spoke with a strange expression before he disappeared.
"Is it impossible to break through this illusory space?" Liu Chuan muttered to himself.
At this moment, Liu Chuan suddenly felt a pain in his palm. He quickly stretched out his right hand and saw that the purple lotus seed mark on his right palm was flickering violently.
"This is the purple lotus seed given by the green lotus." Liu Chuan's sealed memories were unlocked again.
With a thought, the purple lotus seed mark began to absorb Liu Chuan's vitality.
The lotus seed mark was actually going to materialize.
Not long after, with a bang, a spiritual sword that was filled with golden vitality appeared.
The sword was three feet long and the body of the sword was completely purple. There was a lotus flower mark on the hilt and the blade was incomparably sharp, emitting a faint cold light. It was extremely shocking.
There were two words carved on the spiritual sword.
"Supreme Immortal!"
"Holy shit, it's the Supreme Immortal
Then, he waved his hand and shouted, "Sword, come!"
…
There was silence all around.
There was no reaction from the Supreme Immortal Sword…
Liu Chuan immediately became embarrassed. Fortunately, no one saw it, or else it would be too embarrassing.
He could only step forward and grab this Supreme Immortal Sword. Only now did Liu Chuan realize that this Supreme Immortal Sword wasn't real. The purple lotus seed imprint on his right palm was still there, but it was a bit dimmer.
He held the Supreme Immortal Sword in his hands and unleashed an ordinary slash.
The purple sword Qi on the Supreme Immortal Swordimmediately flourished, and a monstrous wave of sword qi appeared. With a slash, a huge crack appeared in the space before him.
"Damn, how strong!"
Immediately after, Liu Chuan felt the space before him shatter.
Everything returned to nothingness.
Then, he returned to the straw hut!
After executing the slash, the Supreme Immortal Sword instantly became much more illusionary, as if it would completely disappear after another slash.
Liu Chuan was a bit speechless. What was going on with that green lotus? Why did it always like this kind of disposable thing?
Oh wait, this Supreme Immortal Sword could be used twice.
He quickly looked around and saw Wu Zhixin lying on the ground.
Looking at the unconscious Wu Zhixin, Liu Chuan raised his hand and looked at his palm before looking at Wu Zhixin's swollen face.
Should he hit her or not? That was the question.