Chapter 336

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Chapter 336: The Boy’s Index Soars

Qiao Mu sat on a cushion in front of the mountain wall and gently touched the Sincerity Gold Stone.

Similar to Wu Qizheng’s previous situation, there was no movement in the surrounding smoke, nothing unusual at all.

"Huh? The Dream Incense didn’t work?" Dedication Brother was slightly surprised.

"Mr. Qiao." Zhang Kui thought for a moment, then called out:

"You must let your guard down, don’t resist, only then can you enter the dream and reveal your true desires."

"As a martial artist with strong spiritual refining skills like you, the Dream Incense won’t be able to seduce you into dreaming."

Maybe Qiao Mu’s experience in daydreaming is too extensive, the Sincerity Dream of the Mountain Mother not only couldn’t make him reveal his desires, but also got stuck even before entering the dream.

"I understand." Qiao Mu nodded and quietly closed his eyes.

Everyone has secrets that are difficult to share with others, just like Wu Qizheng. What about him?

Just now he was instinctively cautious, but now, as he deliberately relaxed, he quickly felt drowsy and began to drift into a dream.

Qiao Mu has entered a dream, the surroundings changed into endless mist.

The mist began to churn and swirl, but couldn’t form clear memories.

"Is it really so?" Village Chief Dedication Brother sighed.

"For such a powerful martial artist, even when in a dream, there is still a natural guard in place."

"This brave warrior," Dedication Brother turned to look at Wu Qizheng beside him.

"We don’t know Mr. Qiao well, so could this brave warrior guide him with words, like earlier, to reveal his true desires?"

"You said it." Wu Qizheng behind them was already eager, ready to act.

Just now he unintentionally learned some secrets from Qiao Mu.

Now he only wants to retaliate. While Qiao Mu is sleeping, he plans to break through his defenses with all his might.

Qiao Shuangpian and Wu Qizheng had just met. Wu Qizheng had emerged from the Qiao family recently.

But how hard can it be to understand the thoughts of a Qiao family member?

If Wu Qizheng’s obsession is to become the Martial Saint, then the Qiao family member’s obsession should be…

Wu Qizheng asked loudly:

"Qiao family members have sacrificed themselves generation after generation to cultivators. Why do you have such strong hatred towards inhumans?"

Qiao Mu simply replied, "We just seek alignment of thoughts and understanding."

"This is the simple pursuit of us Qiao family members," he continued.

After he finished speaking, the milky white mist around him quickly churned.

"Huh? He just fell asleep, and his desire is as strong as two hundred young boys? This person is truly the youngest of young boys!"

Within the swirling mist, memories flashed by like snowflakes.

This is the scene where Qiao family members have always died in battle.

From Nan Province to Zhong Province and then to Southwest Province.

Anyone who passes through leaves behind a body.

The path taken by Qiao family members is built with piles of bodies.

However, his state before meeting Wu Qizheng was slightly different.

Qiao Mu is very skilled at daydreaming, so even though he is asleep now, he still maintains basic rationality. The barrier in his heart is much thicker than Wu Qizheng’s before.

In the dream realm, Qiao Mu, the dream master, can influence how the dream unfolds, thanks to his vast experience with "Clear Dream" and "Long Life Dream".

Even though it’s just a memory replay, it’s like seeing through foggy glasses, a blurry third-person perspective similar to Qiao Mu reviewing his own memories in past Long Life Dreams.

Wu Qizheng’s question wasn’t just about Qiao Shuangpian, but Qiao Mu’s response reflected that too.

However, Wu Qizheng wasn’t convinced.

"Is it just about pleasing oneself?" Wu Qizheng frowned.

"If we are asking from the heart, seeking the purest desires, it’s not about ranking superiority or inferiority," Village Chief Dedication Brother said calmingly, with a tired look in his eyes.

"Some think of helping the world, others think of their families and comfort."

"Mr. Wu may have grand ambitions, but us ordinary folks have simpler hearts, and we shouldn’t feel ashamed for it."

"Blindly following just to avoid feeling ashamed would only lead us away from our true desires."

Brother Dedication was speaking wisely and looked very wise.

But his appearance had no convincing power at all, instead of making Wu Qizheng stop, it stirred up his emotions.

"Just following your heart? Not enough not enough not enough not enough not enough!"

Just like when Qiao Mu doubted Wu Qizheng’s determination to become the Martial Saint before, now Wu Qizheng was also doubting Qiao Mu’s determination.

"In this world, there are indeed martial artists who are pure in heart and only seek to follow their hearts, among the most famous is Earth Sword Immortal."

Wu Qizheng has been traveling in Jiu Province for years, naturally paying respects at the graves of Earth Sword Immortal and others in the monument forest below Anxi Pass.

The epitaph of Earth Sword Immortal was left by his elder brother Lu Yanbei, it was Lu Yanbei’s interpretation of his life:

Don’t question the world, question yourself first.

Follow your heart’s desire, do whatever you want.

"A martial artist who follows his own heart, like Earth Sword Immortal, is someone who cares little about rules and morals, and breaks laws with his fighting skills."

If you only focus on "following your own heart," you prioritize your inner feelings and thoughts.

In that case, you are like Earth Sword Immortal, a character who is not bound by society’s laws and morals.

What about the safety of other people’s lives?

It is often not a concern for such individuals.

"If you only pursue your own thoughts, why go to such lengths? Why endanger the lives of many Qiao family members?"

"So, just follow your heart, there’s no need for this, why act like this?"

"You are still hiding something, this is not your true desire!" Wu Qizheng confronted, getting more intense and raising his voice.

"No, I only follow my heart, that’s all." But Qiao Mu refused to admit.

"This is a lie!"

"No! Yes, yes!"

The two people in the dream were engaging in a verbal confrontation, and although there was no actual progress in the exchange of words, the surrounding mist suddenly expanded, undulating like a tide.

"It’s rising, it’s rising!" Dedication Brother exclaimed with a gleam in his hollow eyes.

"His virility is still increasing, it has risen to two hundred and five virilities!"

"Even our entire village cannot produce so many virilities. How strong is his desire?"

In the surging milky mist, Qiao Mu stood with his back to them, speaking in a low voice:

"Indeed, it is to his liking."

"But in this world, how can everything go according to one’s wishes?"

Qiao Mu has Qiao Mu’s feelings, Wu Qizheng has Wu Qizheng’s feelings, Martial Saint, Founding Emperor Yan, and Nine Immortal Gates have their own feelings too.

The mist churned like the tide, memories floated before their eyes.

In Yan City, Childe Guo whipped passersby in the street, in Nan Province Heyang City a spiritual beast attacked pedestrians, Qiao Pifu publicly stripped a constable of his uniform, turning into a human incense in the swirling Li fire; in the Hundred-mile Desert, the old soldiers continued endless battles with the Paper Man Taoist Soldiers for forty years; a sorrowful statue looked down on mortals from the shrine, while people worshipped with swirling incense…

"Things often do not go as we wish, but I refuse to see the world’s filth, to see the strong pretending to be superior beings, and the weak compromising and seeking gods and immortals."

"Since things often don’t go as planned. naturally, I have to smooth out the world’s rough edges, so that the world can align with my wishes." Qiao Mu said deeply.

Scenes flashed through the milky mist, freezing at moments when Qiao family members rose up to challenge.

They may win or lose, live or die, but regardless of the outcome, they remain the same for generations.

Wu Qizheng’s expression changed slightly.

This sounds quite arrogant, doesn’t it?

Until this moment, he suddenly realized…

The way he understood ‘心意’ and the way Qiao Mu talked about it seemed to have a subtle difference.

"No wonder the Qiao family member, born in this world, seemed like a group of outsiders different from the rest of the world…" Wu Qizheng’s eyes flickered.

He asked again:

"If things in the world don’t go your way, if the world is against you, if all living beings are against you, if heaven and earth are against you…

Then… how do you deal with it?"

Many people want to live life according to their own wishes, but often end up being worn down by the world.

The Qiao family member was a little different. In Wu Qizheng’s imagination, the Qiao family member in front of him should give him a special answer.

"That, of course, is to smooth out the edges of the world."

In his dream, Qiao Mu laughed loudly. He was in a wonderful state between sleeping and waking, feeling a great pleasure. The milky white mist around him almost boiled as he laughed.

"Over there, all living beings and the heavens and earth obey my will."

"Those who arrogantly see themselves as superior beings will disappear like smoke."

"I want this world to become the shape that suits my will!"

Wu Qizheng’s pupils trembled slightly.

And his companions, Dedication Brother and Zhang Kui, were also shaken in their hearts.

They looked at the boiling milky white mist and couldn’t help but exclaim:

"Can his power as a virgin boy rise again?"

"Five hundred, eight hundred… all eight hundred virgin boys, it seems it hasn’t reached the limit yet!"

"But truth be told, the desires hidden deep in his heart, even unknown to himself, are truly remarkable, surpassing even the innocence of a young boy’s desires."

Wu Qizheng was quite shaken in his heart.

It is well known that a Qiao family member is not just one person.

This is a mysterious and vast family, known for its powerful and mysterious members, and strict family rules.

Among them, there is also a most mysterious ancestor of the Qiao family, only mentioned by Qiao family members.

Unknown to many, the teachings passed down by the Qiao family ancestor have been revered by generations, upheld to this day.

And what Wu Qizheng has been truly wondering about is not just the desires of Qiao Shuangpian alone, but rather the shared vision that unites the many members of the Qiao family over generations, what is it?

Now, Wu Qizheng already has an answer in his heart.

"Shall we shape the world into a form that meets the desires of all Qiao family members?"

"So, generation after generation of the Qiao family members all held in their hearts a shared vision of the world, which is why they could continue to forge ahead and fight on until today."

Now, Wu Qizheng’s long-standing doubts about the Qiao family members were finally resolved.

However, this only sparked more curiosity in him.

Unable to contain his curiosity, he asked:

"What kind of world do you want to shape?"

As he spoke.

The milky white mist once again churned wildly, attempting to form a clear picture, but no matter how the mist surged, the image remained blurry.

More and more milky white mist surged towards the center, and the image became gradually clearer.

"Nine hundred… One thousand, there are already one thousand young boys! Since the establishment of Black Mountain Village, have there not been fewer than a thousand boys offered as sacrifices?"

When Zhang Kui and Dedication Brother were looking forward with anticipation, they suddenly saw the milky white mist around them boiling furiously.

The sea of mist from all directions was trembling violently, gushing out like a spring.

When they opened their eyes, they found themselves awake from the dream, back in the cramped arena, feeling somewhat disappointed.

Boom, boom, boom.

The golden mountain wall cracked open, splitting apart from the middle and revealing a deep abyss in between.

"Where is the Mountain Mother’s incarnation? Surely a thousand boys should be enough to satisfy her," Qiao Mu looked at Dedication Brother.

"The dream has ended once again," Dedication Brother frowned.

"Normally, Madam Mountain Mother’s incarnation should have appeared in the dream," Dedication Brother added.

Zhang Kui stood there, lost in thought.

"Could it be that there are too many young boys of one year old? This time, the dream was interrupted not because the dreamer was startled awake, but because the Mountain Mother’s sincere dream was cut off?"

"However… with sincerity, even a rock can be split. Since the cave has already appeared, it is likely that Madam Mountain Mother has been awakened."

The cave was narrow at first, but as they walked further in, it became slightly wider, allowing Qiao Mu and his three companions to walk in side by side.

What was even more extraordinary was that ahead, a faint light could be seen.

Instead of another exit in the cave, beyond this Sincerity Gold Stone, there seemed to be a vein of luminous stones. The walls deep in the cave were emitting a faint glow.

After about a hundred steps, everyone stopped at the same time.

They had already seen the largest source of light ahead.

It was a beautiful jade woman who was all milky white, with half of her body still in the mountain wall, pressing with both hands on either side of the wall, as if she was trying to squeeze out from the mountain.

The beautiful jade woman had a resemblance of seven or eight points to the statue of Madam Mountain Mother in the temple outside, more finely detailed and beautiful than that rough stone statue.

Jade woman opened her eyes and looked at Qiao Mu and others in front of her with a gentle gaze, showing no obvious guard.

"Mountain… Could you be Madam Mountain Mother?" Dedication Brother widened his hollow old eyes and stood still as if petrified.

He had only seen the image of Madam Mountain Mother in dreams before. Had he ever seen such a jade woman?

"Yes, and no." The jade woman’s eyes were calm, with a slight smile on her lips as she looked at Dedication Brother and others, appearing gentle.

"This Black Mountain is my body, but it is too big and heavy. Even I find it difficult to fully unleash the power of this Black Mountain, which is why I am trapped here and can’t leave."

With a wave of her hand, the jade woman, with half of her body, saw that the entrance behind Qiao Mu had quietly closed, while above the cave, it suddenly opened up, allowing a soft moonlight to shine down, unknowingly reaching the top of Black Mountain.

"Children, over the years, I have been taking the desires and vitality of young men in order to break free from my cocoon today."

"And now…" the jade woman looked at Qiao Mu and the others.

Mountain Mother was originally a monster born of the heavens and earth, pure as a blank sheet of paper, but over time, she had been touched by the colors of human desires in sincere dreams.

Among these colors, half are from the accumulated yellow of the past, while the other half are from the colors picked up today.