471: Waking up from a nightmare.

“I am not reconciled!”

Qin Yang roared as he sat up, golden lightning sparkling in his crimson eyes.

Before his death, he had mentally prepared himself.

So be it if he died.

At worst, he would become part of the Supreme Emperor, one of the Past Emperors of Huaxia.

When the next Awakened appeared, he could still fight alongside Ancestral Dragon and Phoenix.

But… the moment his body temperature dropped to zero and his consciousness dissipated, a wave of unwillingness still surged within him.

Wasn't… wasn't I diligent enough?

Establishing Shenzhou, collecting Divine Artifacts, subjugating the gods.

Everything that needed to be done, had already been done.

Occasionally having a Dragon and Phoenix Auspiciousness, surely that wouldn't delay things too much?

How could he fail to achieve the ambitions of the Emperors?

Poisonous!

Absolutely poisonous!

This class change quest is unscientific!

Qin Yang was annoyed, full of complaints, completely oblivious to his surroundings.

Just then, a slightly dazed, coquettish voice (jiao chen sheng) came: “Your Majesty, what’s wrong?”

Qin Yang froze, his thoughts instantly pulled back.

Only then did he realize that he was still in the Bronze Sparrow Terrace.

“Wait, I’m not dead?”

Qin Yang stood directly from the dragon bed, looking around.

Moonlight streamed through the carved window grilles,

laying a hazy white veil over the bedchamber.

The Imperial Guard by the wall were gone, and there were no shouts of battle outside the bedchamber.

All was quiet.

“Was I having a nightmare?” Qin Yang was a bit confused.

At this moment, his collar was soaked with sweat.

That feeling of falling before death still enveloped him.

This made him somewhat unable to distinguish whether he had woken up from a nightmare or entered a dream after death.

Just then, Su Daji, like a fox, burrowed into Qin Yang’s arms, gently rubbing against his chest and saying, “Your Majesty, your heart is beating very fast. What happened?”

Feeling Su Daji’s body temperature, Qin Yang let out a long sigh of relief.

No matter what had happened, he was indeed not dead.

But he had to admit, the dream just now was too real.

People who often dream know that dreams are chaotic and lack strong physical sensations.

But the dream just now was continuous and accompanied by extremely real sensations.

Now, Qin Yang could still recall the feeling of the Fire-tipped Spear piercing his chest.

As the muscles were torn, they were also burned by the scorching high temperature.

Bones melted, blood evaporated.

Whether it was the shock to his spirit or the pain to his body, Qin Yang could recall it all.

And… what Yang Jian said to him just before he died.

【Qin Yang, you must get the Haotian Pagoda as soon as possible, otherwise, this dream will become real.】

“This is definitely not an ordinary dream.”

Qin Yang narrowed his eyes, his mood calming down a bit.

He could roughly guess the meaning of this nightmare.

First, the nightmare must be related to Yang Jian and Nezha.

Of course, it might not necessarily be a dream, but there was no need to delve into the principle.

In short, Yang Jian and Nezha wanted to use this dream to remind him to get the Haotian Pagoda.

But why would they do that?

Qin Yang was a bit puzzled.

Yang Jian and Nezha were immortals on the investiture of the gods.

They and he, the future Human Emperor, shouldn't be on the same side, should they?

What good would it do them if he obtained the Haotian Pagoda and advanced further towards becoming the Human Emperor?

Logically… they should be preventing him from obtaining the Haotian Pagoda.

“Could it be that Yang Jian and Nezha want to rebel against the Heavenly Court?”

A flash of realization crossed Qin Yang’s eyes.

He felt like he could understand Yang Jian and Nezha’s actions, yet he didn’t quite dare to believe it.

What, these two officials who had endured countless hardships to reach their positions, now wanted to get involved in trouble again?

“It actually seems possible.” Qin Yang’s heart stirred.

He still knew the story of Yang Jian splitting the mountain to save his mother.

Although this fellow was the Heavenly Emperor’s nephew, he was a rebellious sort who didn't obey his uncle at all.

As an officially recognized god, his attitude towards the Heavenly Court was “to listen to orders but not to proclamations.”

Meaning, if there’s work, send it, but don’t call me for department meetings or company events.

With such a difficult character, whether he stood with the Heavenly Court was truly uncertain.

Then there’s the Marshal of the Central Altar… don’t let him fool you with his portrayal as a harmless little hero in children’s cartoons.

But in the original setting, he was simply a Reincarnation of a demonic child.

You might think Ao Bing bullied Nezha and was killed in retaliation, but in reality, Nezha was the bully.

This ultimately led to the Dragon Palace flooding Chentang Pass, and his father, Li Jing, forced him to confess, but this younger brother directly chose to restart.

With that fiery temper, even after being on the investiture of the gods, there wasn't much change.

The linglong pagoda in Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li’s hand was precisely to prevent his rebellion.

This point was even explained in the original work.

Combining the settings of Yang Jian and Nezha, Qin Yang instantly understood the conversation he heard just before his near-death experience… Yang Jian: “He’s truly a tough one, we can bring him into the fold.”

Nezha: “Get to the point, he’s about to wake up.”

Yang Jian: “Qin Yang, get the Haotian Pagoda as soon as possible, otherwise, this dream will become real.”

Nezha: “And Li Jing’s linglong pagoda.”

…Qin Yang took a deep breath, his eyes filled with sudden understanding.

At this moment, he could already determine that Yang Jian and Nezha, these two brothers, were plotting something in private.

They even wanted to pull him into their group?

“So, the battle just now was an interview?”

“Just to see if I was tough enough?”

Qin Yang took a deep breath.

Although there wasn't a single wound on his body.

The pain he experienced during the battle in his dream was incredibly clear.

Even the feeling of helplessness from being unable to break through their defenses was vivid.

Qin Yang had to admit that facing the immortals of Huaxia, the Supreme Emperor was somewhat insufficient.

However, he did not feel defeated.

Instead, he looked forward even more to the changes after his class change.

After all, the Heavenly Court’s actions to prevent him from collecting Divine Artifacts already foreshadowed the Human Emperor’s power.

Otherwise, they wouldn't care at all.

“It is indeed time to start the second class change quest.”

After some thought, Qin Yang’s emotions also stabilized.

Through that nightmare, he knew how strong his opponents were, and he also understood how strong his future self would be.

Thus, there was nothing to fear.

Qin Yang, having calmed down, his thoughts gradually became clearer.

To get the Haotian Pagoda, he had to enter the world that Han Chen discovered.”

This must be done as soon as possible.

Currently, Akatosh is searching for world coordinates.

Finding them is one thing; whether he can go, and how to go, are also things to consider.

Akatosh’s reminder was not without reason.

His strength had already surpassed that of the current righteous gods.

Rashly entering a world might indeed cause unexpected consequences.

If that world were to collapse due to his arrival, putting aside how many people would die, damaging the Haotian Pagoda would be a huge loss.

Therefore, the pace still couldn't be too fast.

Yang Jian and Nezha specifically came to remind him,

proving that even the Heavenly Court didn't know where the Haotian Pagoda was.

Therefore, he still had time.

And besides finding the Haotian Pagoda, other matters couldn't be neglected.

Shedding mortality, achieving the Supreme Primordial Sacred Body, expanding territory, and strengthening the Zuo Huang Pavilion’s amplification—all these things could be prepared in advance.

Qin Yang previously didn't shed his mortality, only considering the burden his existence placed on the mother world.

But now he couldn't wait.

Before the real great war arrived.

He had to complete everything that needed to be done and could be done.