Chapter 836: Night Talk, Ye Zhaoxia_2

“But…”

Carl’s voice shifted, his gaze turning to Ye Mingqiu, and his eyes seemed to carry a hint of pity. He sighed and said, “You’re different from him. It’s rare for a strong individual to have such high Abnormal Status Resistance unless your other Attributes are weak, too weak to be enhanced by Trait actions. In reality…you must be finding things quite uncomfortable.”

“Hmm…”

Ye Mingqiu fell into a brief silence, then slowly raised his head and said thoughtfully, “It really hasn’t been easy. In the Dream World, I’ve experienced things I hadn’t fully felt in reality.”

This was true; in reality, he had never experienced the feeling of being weakened by a Curse.

“I see…”

Carl wasn’t surprised. He raised his hand, manipulating the threads, weaving them into various forms, and lightly spoke, “Actually, I know a few hidden secrets about that guy too.”

“Let’s hear it.”

“According to ancient records, in Ye Zhaoxia’s era, outstanding talents were everywhere, and that era was later referred to as the Era of Stars, where countless heroes shone like stars in the night sky, illuminating the world.”

“However, at that time, he was just an ordinary person without any special talents. Because he lacked talents, he didn’t initially stand out and just lived like an ordinary person.”

“The earliest records about Ye Zhaoxia begin from an extermination event.”

“Extermination?”

Ye Mingqiu raised an eyebrow.

He thought, could it be a revenge story, thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river?

“He wiped out a family, a small one. By the time people noticed the anomaly, Ye Zhaoxia had already left. No one knew why he annihilated that family, only that it was the very beginning.”

Carl changed the form of threads in his hand, turning them into the figure of a young man, with a resemblance to Ye Mingqiu at present. That was the youthful Ye Zhaoxia.

He continued, “In countless records, he was always particularly concerned about talents, with many people leaving similar comments on the scrolls of history, calling him a madman.”

“Without inherent talents, Ye Zhaoxia couldn’t possibly become the strongest through normal training, so he sought ways to transcend the limits.”

“He actively tainted himself with the Ancient God Power, letting that force erode his body, and then trained his body to its utmost limits in various extreme environments: quenching Fire Attribute Resistance in magma, Ice Attribute Resistance in the Far North Land, and Water Attribute Resistance in deep abyss pools…”

“Eroded by the Ancient Divine Power, his body rearranged in continuous destruction, growing stronger on the brink of collapse countless times, but even so, his power remained capped at a certain fixed limit.”

“Later, he forged a sword.”

“A sword?”

“Mo Yuan, the strongest Divine Weapon, a sword that had slaughtered countless strong beings, its Killing Intent and faith far exceeding what ordinary people could imagine…you’re probably walking the same path as him, aren’t you?” Carl glanced at Ye Mingqiu’s Blood Spear and said with a smile.

“Probably.”

Ye Mingqiu responded ambiguously.

“Lastly, just a reminder, don’t use your name and identity recklessly. I’m not worried, but if you encounter those people…it’ll be quite troublesome.”

Carl paused slightly, wearing a playful smile, and continued, “You’ve already spoken on the world channel, probably many have remembered you. I hope you can continue to have fun later.”

“Also, let me say this clearly. I’ll only help you when things go smoothly. If you’re besieged by strong individuals later, I hope you let me have the kill.”

“….”

Ye Mingqiu gave him a glance.

Carl wore a playful smile as if he could see the scene of Ye Mingqiu being hunted down and ultimately dying soon after being chased by numerous top-level powerhouses.

The bonfire quietly burned, lighting up the dark cave. The wind among the trees carried a faint burnt stench, traces left from the battles during the day. The Crimson Ghost had scorched the mountain forest, and countless died fighting in the woods.

Ye Mingqiu checked the panel, and his Level had already reached Level 8, far exceeding the average.

However, the later stages saw a smaller percentage increase in Level compared to before; previously was 1 to 2, then 8 to 9. Although the increase in numerical value was the same, the growth and level gap weren’t as large as in the early stages.

When the level gap wasn’t big, the difference in comprehensive strength models wouldn’t be significant.

As for those weak ones…

Ah, they probably wouldn’t survive to this Level.

Developing to the level advancement of Ye Mingqiu, it’s inherently impossible to be weak. During their early stages of violently beating native inhabitants, it should have been the most carefree period as Spiritualists and Transcenders wouldn’t openly fight.

“Do you think there’s a possibility, just a possibility?” Ye Mingqiu suddenly spoke.

“What possibility?”

Carl turned his head in confusion.

“Actually, I am Ye Zhaoxia.”

Ye Mingqiu said.

“….Hahaha!”

Carl stood silent for a moment before bursting into laughter, tears flowing, as if he had heard something unbelievable.

He raised his hand, pointing at Ye Mingqiu, his finger trembling uncontrollably, the smile on his face unyielding, “I admit, the Dream Weaver’s power is indeed strong, it’s a high-dimensional lifeform beyond Tiers.”

“But!”

“Ye Zhaoxia is a much stronger existence, he could kick Dream Weavers like balls, you know? He wouldn’t need to participate in such trials, hahaha! You’re killing me! Hahaha!”

Carl laughed uncontrollably, placing a hand on Ye Mingqiu’s shoulder, saying, “I thought you were a person who lacked a sense of humor, your expression hardly changed outside of battles.”

“But now I see, when you speak, you deliver nothing but gold! Haha!”

“….”

Ye Mingqiu kept silent, contemplated briefly, then continued, “Hmm, let me tell you something, something I haven’t told anyone else.”

“Go ahead.”

Carl listened attentively, though still with a relaxed smile.

“Actually, I’ve entered the Dream Weaver’s world before.”

“That’s actually normal.”

“And I’ve had some pretty decent achievements in it.”

“That’s pretty impressive.”

“Then, the Dream Weaver watched me, and I felt its gaze, saw its true form. That was a long time ago…quite nostalgic.” Ye Mingqiu continued.

“Puff!”

Carl nearly choked with laughter, finding it hard to maintain composure, “How do you manage to say something so outrageous with such seriousness? Do you know why they’re called high-dimensional lifeforms? They aren’t even on the same dimension as you; it’s brothers from different dimensions. How could you possibly sense its gaze?”

“Like this.”

Ye Mingqiu nodded, confirmed his thoughts, then continued, “Then, I also obtained its Mark, able to activate it anytime to become a Dreamwalker.”

“Don’t mess with me…”

Halfway through Carl’s sentence, he noticed Ye Mingqiu had already raised his hand, the back of his hand flashing with a mysterious blue Mark.

It’s a special Mark normally unobservable, but Ye Mingqiu was now in the Dream Weaver’s Dream, outside normal situations, allowing the Mark to manifest in the Dream Weaver’s Dream.

This Mark contained power unique to the Dream Weaver.

“What the…? You actually have it?”

Carl’s eyes widened as if he had seen something unbelievable. For an ordinary person, they might not even realize the existence of the Dream Weaver’s Mark. But he was different; he wasn’t ordinary, his knowledge far broader than the average person.

Yet precisely because he knew more, and knew how to confirm, knowing the aura characteristics of the Dream Weaver, he was even more shocked.

This Mark sure is the Dream Weaver’s Mark!

In the Dream Weaver’s Dream, possessing the Dream Weaver’s Mark is akin to cheating, isn’t it?

At this moment, Carl suddenly understood why Ye Mingqiu dared to use the name “Ye Zhaoxia” on the panel, because he had the Dream Weaver’s Mark.