Chapter 1430 - The tense Little White

Chapter 1430 The tense Little White

What? Clan elder?

Mirage dragons can switch places while in the middle of such a thing?
In other words… the great migration of 100 beasts of the Immortal Feast did not contain only one mirage dragon but an entire clan? Anyway, how are they going to switch places? Song Shuhang was very concerned about this question.
Mirage dragons would disguise themselves as various delicacies and let themselves be eaten. However, how they emerged from the human body had always been a mystery. Fellow Daoist Mirage Dragon, if you don’t explain how you’re going to switch places halfway, I will panic!
Song Shuhang hurriedly said,
Wait a minute. Can you tell me how you’re going to switch positions halfway?

However, the sound that rang in his ears had disappeared.
Did the mirage dragon leave?
Song Shuhang panicked even more.
He held his hand behind his back and looked at the clouds outside the palace.

How will the elder of the Mirage Dragon come in, and how will it attach itself to his body?
At this time, a deep voice sounded. (I’ve made you wait, Fellow Daoist. My junior not being proficient enough in our clan’s art and failing to allow you to enter a satisfactory mirage world truly shows my lapse in teaching. Fellow Daoist, let’s start from the beginning.)
Song Shuhang asked,
Fellow Daoist Clan Elder, have you already attached yourself to my body?

The mirage dragon clan elder smiled, and said, [It has taken me some time to do so, causing you to have to wait for so long, Fellow Daoist.)
Song Shuhang said,
Can you tell me how you entered my body?

[It’s very simple. You were still unconscious due to the mirage aura, so I only needed to shrink to the size of a grain of sand and enter your mouth,] the mirage dragon clan elder replied. [Time is running out. Fellow Daoist, let’s resume your journey in the mirage world!]

Wait! Fellow Daoist Clan Elder, I have one last question,
Song Shuhang hurriedly said.
Fellow Daoist, once you’re in, how do you exit a practitioner’s body?

This question was of great importance!
The mirage dragon clan elder explained, [Hehe, so you were actually concerned about this matter. To be honest, this isn’t a secret or anything. It’s just that the members of our clan rarely communicate directly with practitioners, so few know the truth. The members of our race would satisfy the desires of the host in the mirage world to acquire a special ‘mirage energy’, which allows us to enter a soul-like state, letting us obtain a body similar to a virtuous body and giving us the ability to phase out of the practitioner’s body.]

So that’s the case.
Song Shuhang felt at peace after hearing this.

The mirage dragon clan elder smiled slightly.
Inside the mirage world, the mist in Song Shuhang’s palace became denser, and the white clouds rose, enveloping the entire palace.
Song Shuhang’s world became completely white.
The mirage dragon clan elder explained, [Everyone has dreams, and our mirage dragon clan is the best at digging them out and make them come true. However, due to the limited strength of some younger mirage dragons, the dreams they can unearth are superficial dreams. An older dragon like me has the ability to dig deeper into the desires of a person. We can even go further than that by digging out things that a person might be curious about, allowing them to arrive at answers through the dream.]
It’s that amazing?
Song Shuhang asked in surprise.
If this really is the case, then aren’t practitioners unable to hide anything from mirage dragons?
The mirage dragon clan elder said, [However, we normally don’t do such a thing, because digging too deep could cause some powerful people to become quite irritated, leaving us in big trouble.) Mm-hm…
In actuality, he was simply bragging-the abilities of the mirage dragon clan weren’t so heaven-defying. They indeed had the ability to manipulate the practitioner’s desires, and weave them into dreams in a way that the practitioner wanted.
But as for digging into matters of the soul, it was likely that a mirage dragon could do so only after becoming an Immortal-level existence.
The clan elder was using bragging as a means to have Song Shuhang relax his mind so that he could dig out his deeper desires.
Song Shuhang nodded slightly, only feeling that the mirage dragon clan elder was awesome.

The mirage dragon clan elder fully released its power to affect Song Shuhang’s mind.
At the same time, it also used its power as a clan elder to connect the dreams of the members of the Nine Provinces Number One Group that were sitting around Song Shuhang’s table.
It believed it might be able to get some clues from their dreams and guess Song Shuhang’s deepest desires. After a while…
The white mist surrounding Song Shuhang dispersed. The palace was nowhere to be seen, and the place had now turned into a huge desert.
Song Shuhang had appeared in a desert.
Through the ‘mirage aura’, Song Shuhang had landed into another dream.
Dreams were very strange. At times, even though the dream was absurd, one would still feel that everything taking place was within reason. Under the full force of the mirage dragon clan elder’s power, Song Shuhang had assumed the identity of a desert traveler this time.

Strange, why am I in the desert? Am I on an adventure?
Song Shuhang scratched his head.
He couldn’t remember why he had suddenly chosen to venture into a desert. Song Shuhang said,
Forget it, I’m already in the desert. The most important thing right now is to find a source of water.

… This was a display of the mirage dragon’s influencing ability.
Then, Song Shuhang began to walk in the desert.
How could he find water in the desert? Perhaps only God had an answer to this.
Anyway, he was currently walking in a straight line.
An unknown amount of time passed.
Song Shuhang said,
I’m so thirsty. Moreover, isn’t this desert a bit too monotonous?

No matter how long he walked, there was only yellow sand and silence; there weren’t any plants or animals. It was easy for one to go crazy after being inside a monotonous world like this one for a long time.
Song Shuhang said,
At a time like this, it would be nice to have a friend. With two people together, it wouldn’t be as lonely.

Just when he thought this, his wish was realized.
In the distance, the ringing of bells sounded, and a figure approached him.
Hey~ Don’t look down on the elderly. The corners of the mirage dragon clan elder’s mouth rose up.
A young mirage dragon could only satisfy the host’s superficial dreams, and if they encountered simple-minded practitioners, they would be in trouble.
However, if they really did meet such a practitioner, mirage dragons could create a ‘dreamland’ of their own.
If the host had no dreams, they simply needed to create a situation where the other party would have dreams and desires.
A perfect example of this was the current situation. While walking alone in the lonely desert, Song Shuhang instinctively wanted someone to accompany him. This was a small ‘wish’.
A number of these would be able to yield them a lot of mirage energy.

There’s actually someone here?
Song Shuhang followed the sound, looking into the distance.
In the distance, a young man quickly approaching him while leading a white horse. The young man was about 15-16 years old. He had red lips, white teeth, and skin that was just like jade; he was extremely handsome. He didn’t look like a person that lived in a desert at all.
Wait, this young man… Song Shuhang’s heart thumped.
It’s him.
It’s ‘Little White, when your hair reaches your waist, will you marry me?’.
Ting-a-ling-

The white horse’s bell rang crisply, and the young man quickly arrived in front of Song Shuhang.
Song Shuhang looked at the young man carefully.
After Senior White exited his seclusion, he had rarely used his illusory reality. As such, he had no other opportunities to see the white horse and young man in green robes.
Song Shuhang carefully looked at the young man, and the young man also looked at Song Shuhang
Song Shuhang said,
This young man’s appearance is quite similar to that of Senior White.

Before, when he first experienced Senior White’s illusory reality, he felt that the young man in green robes and Senior White looked similar.
And now, after taking a better look, he found that the young man and Senior White looked more and more alike.
The young man in green robes said to Song Shuhang,
Who are you? Why are you in this desert?

Song Shuhang cupped his hands towards the young man.
I’m… Tyrannical Saber Song One. Greetings, Fellow Daoist. I’ve lost my way in this desert and hope to be able to find some water.

The young man in green robes chuckled, and said,
Tyrannical Saber Song One? Your name is rather interesting.

This time, their conversation was surprisingly smooth.
Song Shuhang remembered that in Senior White’s illusory reality, the young man was just like an NPC, limited to a fixed set of actions.
The young man happily said,
Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Saber Song One, if you’re looking for water, then you might as well follow me. I will take you to find some water and introduce Little White to you along the way. How about it?

Song Shuhang nodded and said,
Sure!
Little White… should be Senior White as a child, right?
I wonder what Senior White looked like when he was a child.
How cute was Senior White when he was a child that even the young man in green robes would ask him to marry him?
And so, Song Shuhang followed the young
man.
The young man in green robes was very talkative, and had a broad expanse of knowledge, allowing him to contribute to any topic.
However… On the way, the young man never told Song Shuhang his daoist name.
Ting-a-ling-

The bell tied to the white horse’s neck would ring from time to time.
The youth pulled the white horse, but never rode on it.
After walking a distance of several kilometers, Song Shuhang saw a small oasis in the distance.
The young man said,
We’re here. This is where Little White lives.

He led the horse and quickly ran forward.

Ting-a-ling-

The sound coming from the bell on the horse’s neck became sharp.
By the side of the oasis, a petite figure jumped abruptly.
Hearing the ringing of the bell, the petite figure became tense.
The young man in green robes happily said,
Little White, Little White~ I’ve come again.

Song Shuhang looked at ‘Little White’.
It was a mini-sized Senior White, with long black hair that reached his back and an appearance so good that men and women would kill for it.