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Ran Qu’s second step was to publish information about the “Two Pole Gate” online to attract more people to his dream.
Before this, Ran Qu had already tried to confirm that his dreams could influence others through writing, which was more convenient than speaking.
However, there was a prerequisite to this: someone had to take his writing seriously, and they had to be deeply impressed by the content.
This was not easy. Ran Qu knew that his cultural level was not high, and he didn’t really have much talent in writing.
In his three-dimensional life, Ran Qu didn’t even have many friends due to social anxiety.
On the internet, he was a foul-mouthed troll who only knew how to insult others.
It was really difficult for him to write something seriously. Ran Qu was conflicted for several days, but then he stumbled upon a supernatural forum while searching for related information online, and it sparked inspiration in him.
He came across an urban legend called “This Man”, who appeared in the dreams of different people.
It was like a mirror image of Ran Qu’s abilities.
Suddenly, Ran Qu had a brilliant idea.
Whether “This Man” was a real dream demon or a successful marketing campaign, Ran Qu felt that he could follow this approach.
So, Ran Qu posted a thread on a social platform in China, sharing his experience of dreaming about the “Two Pole Gate” and even attaching a poorly drawn pencil sketch.
Then, he created a new account and posted another thread in a Chinese user discussion area, claiming to have encountered something strange recently.
Next, he followed the approach of “This Man” and said that after reading a post describing the “Two Pole Gate,” he dreamt of the same gate. It’s truly amazing and unbelievable. He wonders if anyone else has had a similar experience.
Indeed, the post sparked interest among some people.
Some of them took a serious look at Ran Qu’s post and the image of the “Two Pole Gate” left a deep impression in their minds.
Then, one by one, people started entering Ran Qu’s dream and gradually getting closer to the “Two Pole Gate.”
Just as the voice told him, Ran Qu discovered that as more and more people entered his dream, his control over the dream became stronger.
This discovery gave him unparalleled confidence.
At one point in time, Ran Qu even felt like a god who ruled over everything.
But now, his dream of becoming an immortal or a god had shattered.
He didn’t know where things had gone wrong.
Despite the smooth development of Tianyuan City and the increasing number of his followers, his power had grown day by day.
Most of the time, even when he was awake, Ran Qu would forget that he was a mortal with a serious illness, depleted savings, and was struggling to afford rent.
Ran Qu once firmly believed that soon he would be able to transcend his ailing body with the power of his followers and ascend to immortality.
But now, everything has turned into an illusion.
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His Tianyuan City has lost all its disciples.
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——Is my path to immortality over?
Ran Qu had already bitten his nails to the point of bleeding. But he seemed to not feel any pain, and he tore the bloody gap even wider with his incisors.
——I refuse to accept this!
——I refuse to accept it!
Ran Qu didn’t want to give up on his path to immortality.
He couldn’t go back to the miserable, suffocating, and desperate reality.
——There must be a way!
——There must be another way!!
Ran Qu keeps calling out to his “Tianqi” in his mind.
T/N- The realm of cultivation in the division of practice levels, listen to and obey the revelation of the heaven, receive the glory and grace of the heaven, and be able to control the divine power of the heaven and the earth.
——Please, help me!
——Help me! Tell me what I should do!!
——I’m begging you!
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On September 8th, Wednesday, at 2:25 PM.
Bei Quan, Wei Fuyuan, and Jiang Nan’an arrived in the capital of H Province by plane. After leaving the airport, they took a taxi directly to Ran Qu’s place of residence.
Ran Qu lived in a cheap rental house on the outskirts of the city, which was about a half-hour drive from the airport.
It was the peak of summer, and H Province, located south of Huaguo, was even hotter than Fèng Xīngchéng city.
Unfortunately, the taxi they hailed was an old car that had been in use for nearly ten years. The air conditioning inside the car was severely worn out, making a lot of noise but providing very little cool air.
As the three of them sat in the car, they could feel the scorching sun above their heads, as if it were about to roast everyone inside the car.
Jiang Nan’an, who was sitting in the passenger seat, couldn’t stand the heat and asked the driver to open the window.
Even though the wind outside the window was hot, at least when it blew across their cheeks, they could still catch a breath.
Wei Fuyuan reached out and quietly held Bei Quan’s hand.
Bei Quan, as a person who hadn’t undergone reincarnation, had a Yin and evil soul.
Even on a hot day, his body temperature was lower than normal people by a degree. His hand felt dry and cool, devoid of any sweat.
Wei Fuyuan sighed in relief and squeezed Bei Quan’s hand tightly.
If it weren’t for the presence of the taxi driver in the car, Wei Fuyuan would have wanted to pull Bei Quan into his arms and use him as a human air conditioner.
“As long as we find Ran Qu, everything will be fine,” Wei Fuyuan said to himself in his heart.
They had now basically confirmed that Ran Qu was the creator of the dream and the mastermind behind “Tianyuan City.”
And it was also very likely that he had been possessed by a Hui Gui.
Now, as long as they could find Ran Qu and separate the Hui Gui from him, sealing it inside the Lost God Banner, this troublesome case that had been bothering them for almost half a month could be declared solved.
Thinking of this, Wei Fuyuan immediately felt more energized.
——Soon, I can sleep with Bei Quan in my arms again!
“What are you thinking?” Bei Quan who felt the hand holding his palm tightening even more, couldn’t help but turn his head to glance at Wei Fuyuan, and saw his little boyfriend with a dreamy and blissful expression on his face.
“Snap out of it.”
Wei Fuyuan, called out by Bei Quan, quickly put away all the dirty thoughts in his mind and sat up straight, but he still didn’t want to let go of Bei Quan’s hand.
The three of them sat in the car for another fifteen minutes.
At 2:56 PM, the taxi finally turned into a city area and stopped in front of an alley.
“It’s too narrow inside, the car can’t go in,” the driver said.
“You can get off here and walk a few steps ahead.”
Bei Quan and the others got out of the car.
Wei Fuyuan opened the map on his phone and found a coffee shop in the alley.
Following the navigation instructions, they found a three-story self-built building next to the coffee shop.
The front door on the ground floor had an electronic password lock, but they didn’t have the password.
However, no lock could stop Bei Quan. He reached out a hand, pulled and twisted the doorknob, and the door opened. The three of them entered the building and headed towards the second floor.
According to the information they obtained from the “Special Seven Field Service”, Ran Qu lived on the north side of the second floor, furthest from the stairs, and didn’t have a private bathroom.
As the three of them walked through the corridor, a door suddenly opened.
A muscular and dark-skinned man walked out shirtless and immediately showed a guarded expression upon seeing the three strangers.
“Who are you looking for?” he asked.
“Oh, we are friends of Ran Qu’s,” Jiang Nan’an replied with a smile.
“I wonder if he’s in his room now?”
Upon hearing this, the man raised an eyebrow.
Jiang Nan’an, Bei Quan and Wei Fuyuan’s outstanding appearances made them stand out from the crowd.
The man had been roommates with Ran Qu for nearly a year and couldn’t believe that someone as poor and sickly as Ran Qu would know such remarkable friends.
However, since they mentioned Ran Qu’s name, the man didn’t intend to give them a hard time.
He stepped aside, towards the side of the corridor and said, “I haven’t seen him leave the room all day.”
The man then nodded towards the door next to him and said, “He was shouting and yelling in his room until two or three in the morning last night. He probably pulled an all-nighter and is still catching up on sleep.”
Upon hearing this, the three of them exchanged glances with each other.
No wonder they didn’t see the “Two Pole Gate” or enter “Tianyuan City” after falling asleep last night.
It turns out it was because the “Grandmaster Tianyuan” himself stayed up all night.
Jiang Nan’an thanked the man and the three of them walked past him and arrived at Ran Qu’s room. The man seemed reluctant to go back to his room and instead stood in the corridor, arms crossed, watching them.
Bei Quan smiled at the man and then knocked on the door a few times. The room remained quiet, with no response or even the slightest sound.
“Click.”
The door opened in response.
Bei Quan shrugged, “Looks like Ran Qu forgot to lock the door.”
With that, he pulled open the thin, cheap wooden door.
However, in the next second, something unexpected happened. Without any warning, Bei Quan, Wei Fuyuan, and Jiang Nan’an suddenly went limp, as if they were puppets with their strings cut, and all fell down together.
Their fainting was so fast and sudden.
The man, who was only a few meters away from them, couldn’t react at all.
His eyes widened, and his mouth fell open. With a bewildered expression, he watched them fall to the ground, emitting a few dull “thuds” before coming back to his senses.
“Hey!” The man rushed forward.
“What, what’s going on with you guys!?”
Unfortunately, the three people on the ground couldn’t answer him.
The man grabbed Jiang Nan’an, who was lying on the outermost side, and flipped him over. Jiang Nan’an was breathing steadily, with a rosy complexion, showing stable vital signs, and looking as if he were just sleeping, refusing to open his eyes no matter how much he shook him.
The man looked at Bei Quan and Wei Fuyuan again, and they were the same.
“What the heck!?”
He was going crazy: “Are you guys playing a prank on me!? What the hell is going on?!”
The man instinctively wanted to find someone to help, so he grabbed the door panel of Ran Qu’s room and pulled hard.
In the next second, he let out a hysterical scream.
“Ahhhh!!!”
