Die, Replay, Repeat

Chapter 235: The Weak

Chapter 235: The Weak

Xiao Chuxia paused, thinking it over. "It really depends on the situation. If luck's on my side and the timing's just right, I might be able to deceive dozens of people. But on a slow day, I could only manage about a dozen."

Fang Xiu's expression remained calm as he responded, "In the dream realm, I can have you deceive hundreds, maybe even thousands, in a single night."

"What?" Xiao Chuxia was stunned. "That many?"

Fang Xiu nodded, his demeanor as calm as ever.

With his current abilities, the range of his dream control wasn't huge yet. However, as he continued to absorb fear night after night, his influence would grow. Eventually, he might even surpass the level of Nightmare.

If he could one day envelop the entire country, or perhaps the world, Xiao Chuxia could use her powers to deceive the masses on a grand scale.

At that point, her words could potentially reshape reality itself.

And Fang Xiu would reap unimaginable rewards from it.

"Let's get to work," he said.

So, the two of them spent the night moving from one dream to the next.

That night, every psychic staying in the hotel, who had traveled from all over the country, shared the same dream. They all dreamed of the Bodhisattva who blessed them with a golden light, granting them the potential to reach the fifth tier.

Whether the psychics believed this when they woke up didn't really matter. Potential was just that—potential, and it couldn't be easily proven.

If they believed it and eventually reached the fifth tier, it would be seen as the Bodhisattva's blessing. If they didn't make it, well, most psychics who failed to advance didn't live long anyway. If they died, there would be no one left to question it.

The next morning, Fang Xiu and Xiao Chuxia woke up at the same time.

Xiao Chuxia's face lit up with excitement as she waved her small, delicate fists.

"This is incredible! Just one night of sleep gave me more power of lies than I usually get in an entire month of deceiving people!"

"With the power of lies you've accumulated now, can you help me break through to the third tier?" Fang Xiu asked, his tone as direct as ever.

Xiao Chuxia paused, her mind racing as she realized something. "Ah, so that's why you made me agree to work for you for three years. This was your plan all along."

"Just answer the question."

"Give me your hand so I can check."

Fang Xiu extended his hand, and Xiao Chuxia reached out with her fair, slender fingers, gently holding his. She closed her eyes, carefully sensing the power within him.

After a moment, she opened her eyes and shook her head. "No, with the power of lies I have right now, it's not enough. I'll need a few more days to gather more."

"Sensing? Sorry, I'm not interested in weaklings."

"Hmph, bugs always have a narrow view."

"Heh, the weaklings only believe what they want to."

The two kept trading insults, calling each other "bug" and "weakling," though the meaning behind their words was essentially the same.

But the bystanders, eager for some action, were growing impatient.

"Fight already!"

"Kick his ass!"

"You two have been talking long enough—just start fighting!"

A group of psychics, not content to just watch, began shouting and jeering, trying to provoke the two into a brawl.

But the two in the standoff weren't fazed. Instead, they both glanced around with faint disdain in their eyes.

"So noisy."

"Truly annoying."

BOOM!

Out of nowhere, a powerful explosion of flames erupted where the two were standing, sending them flying through the air. Their clothes caught fire, and they quickly rolled on the ground to extinguish the flames.

Their cool demeanor was completely shattered. Their faces were now covered in soot, their hair and eyebrows singed, and their clothes had several charred holes.

In the middle of the front row, where they had been standing, a humanoid figure made of fire was blazing.

As the flames gradually died down, they revealed a muscular man with a rebellious glint in his eyes. He was dressed in black casual wear, with spiky hair that added to his wild look.

The sight of this man instantly caused a stir among the crowd.

"Fireform? That's Lin Tianhe!"

"What? He's the only fourth-tier psychic in this training group, Lin Tianhe!"

Those who hadn't heard of Lin Tianhe were taken aback, their shock growing as they learned that he was a fourth-tier psychic.