"Hua Shengmi, opening the Washing Body Knot should lead to ascension from the dream realm, right?" Lin Feng asked, somewhat uncertain, as he looked at the increasingly clear pavilion before him.
"Lin boy, you've made it! You've actually ascended here. This is the fattest place in the dream realm—Piaomiao Pavilion. Rare treasures abound, take whatever you want!"
As soon as Hua Shengmi finished speaking, the scene before Lin Feng's eyes suddenly cleared up.
He was now inside an endlessly luxurious pavilion, where rare treasures and spirit medicine immortal grass were countless on the ground. If he wasn't careful, one misstep could ruin a rare thousand-year Ghost Fire Vine.
Having come from humble beginnings, Lin Feng had never seen a display of treasure so plentiful, and for a moment he was at a loss until Hua Shengmi reminded him to look at the wall, where Lin Feng woke up as if from a dream.
