133: Chapter 133 Superpower: [Dream Weaving]

"Because that person is already dying, his power is fading every day."

"But if you can obtain his Spatial Ability, then you must work for our Holy Court."

"If you ever leave the Holy Court, we also require you to swear that you will never do anything harmful to the Holy Court."

"Furthermore, if the Holy Court is ever in trouble in the future, you must come to help and repay this favor."

Wang Lin looked at him and was silent for a long time: "Fine. I will join the Holy Court."

Bishop Qin Cang withdrew the barrier.

Tiger was still standing in place, arms crossed: "Wang Lin, have you made up your mind?"

"The Twelve Zodiacs' inauguration ceremony for Reserve Members will be held in three days."

Wang Lin said: "I don't intend to join the Twelve Zodiacs anymore."

The surroundings instantly went quiet, falling into a deathly silence.

The people around did not expect Wang Lin to refuse Tiger, to refuse an existence above LV9.

Tiger's eyes narrowed, and his voice turned cold: "What did you say?"

"I don't intend to join the Twelve Zodiacs; I intend to join the Holy See."

"Why?"

"Because Bishop Qin gave me a condition I couldn't refuse."

"What condition?"

"This is a secret; I can't tell you for now."

Tiger clenched his fists: "Wang Lin, do you know what you are doing?"

"I do."

"Do you know that your father, Wang Dashan, has always hoped you would join the Twelve Zodiacs?"

"I know. But I am not him. I have my own path."

Tiger stared at him for a long time: "Fine. Since you have your own path, I won't stop you. I hope you won't regret it."

After saying this, Tiger paid no more attention to Wang Lin and turned to walk away...

At this moment, Bishop Qin Cang called out to Tiger: "Tiger, please stay."

Tiger turned back: "Anything else?"

Bishop Qin Cang walked forward and said with a smile: "Since Wang Lin has chosen to join the Holy Court, shouldn't we renegotiate the ownership of that forbidden artifact, the Nightmare Mask?"

Tiger's expression instantly turned cold. He slowly turned around and looked at Wang Lin.

"Wang Lin, is this what you want?"

Wang Lin looked at Tiger: "No, I still intend to sell the mask to the Twelve Zodiacs."

"I said before, this mask is for my father's retirement money."

Bishop Qin Cang frowned: "Wang Lin, you actually..."

Wang Lin interrupted him: "Bishop Qin, do you value me, Wang Lin, or do you value that mask?"

Bishop Qin Cang didn't think much and said: "Since this is your decision, I respect your decision."

Tiger looked at Wang Lin and said: "Rest assured, I will deliver the mask to your father's hands..."

Wang Lin smiled: "Then thank you, Lord Tiger. Don't forget to promote my father and give him a raise..."

After Tiger left, Bishop Qin Cang said to Wang Lin: "The Holy See is in the Holy City."

"We are going to the Holy City now. You should come with us."

Wang Lin shook his head: "I can't leave yet. I need to go home and settle some things. You go ahead; I will make my own way there."

"Fine. I will wait for you in the Holy City."

Jin Yuanbao's round face was full of excitement: "Brother Wang, going to the Holy City is great! It just so happens I'm going to the Holy City too!"

"The headquarters of the Miracle Company is also in the Holy City; my dad wants me to go back for a visit."

"When you arrive in the Holy City, remember to come find me! I'll take you to eat something delicious!"

"The roast whole lamb in the Holy City is a delicacy! And that wine from the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, let me tell you, that wine is so fragrant..."

Wang Lin looked at him and smiled: "Got it."

"It's a deal then! You must come! If you don't come, I'll go to the Holy Court to find you!"

Jin Yuanbao left, taking his four bodyguards with him.

Wang Lin stood in place, watching the direction they disappeared in, then turned and walked toward the outside of the Mist Forest.

The fog grew thinner and thinner, and the campsite appeared before his eyes. Wang Lin found an inn to stay in, planning to leave the campsite early tomorrow morning and return home.

It was late at night.

The lamps in the campsite went out one by one, there was no one on the streets, and even the wild dogs stopped barking.

A black shadow drifted in through the inn's window, silent and traceless, formless and shadowless.

It had no body, no face, only a mass of blurry shadow.

It drifted to Wang Lin's bedside, looked down at Wang Lin, and then slowly merged into his body.

Wang Lin found himself standing in a white space.

There was no sky, no ground, no end, only endless white.

Wang Lin knew he was dreaming, but he couldn't wake up, no matter how he struggled, he couldn't wake up.

Wang Lin muttered: "Where... is this...?"

"This is your dreamscape."

The white mist dispersed, and a woman walked out from the mist.

She looked to be twenty-five or twenty-six, wearing a form-fitting black bodysuit that accentuated her figure perfectly.

Her long hair draped over her shoulders, and her eyes carried a hint of allure and a touch of cunning.

She looked at Wang Lin, her eyes shifting: "Hello, my name is Bai Wu. I am a member of the Circus."

"My Superpower is called Dream Weaver; I can enter anyone's dreamscape."

Bai Wu took a step forward, getting closer to Wang Lin.

"I heard that you defeated The Progenitor in the temple."

"I came to find you because I wanted to ask you one thing: what exactly happened during those last moments?"

Wang Lin looked at her: "What else could have happened? I fought The Progenitor for three hundred rounds, then used my ultimate move to kill him. It's as simple as that."

Bai Wu's brows knitted slightly, but they soon smoothed out.

She took another step forward, only a step away from Wang Lin.

Bai Wu looked up at Wang Lin, her eyes filled with gentle light, her voice soft and tender: "If you don't want to say, I won't force you."

Bai Wu reached out a finger and gently tapped Wang Lin's chest.

"But I heard that you fought for so long in the temple; you must be very tired. Aren't you lonely being alone?"

Bai Wu tilted her head, smiling even more alluringly.

"I can keep you company. Tonight... you can do whatever you want. You don't need to worry about me getting pregnant."

"This is a dreamscape; whatever type you like, I can satisfy you..."

"Sweet, spicy, sexy... even if you want a bombshell, I can manifest that for you."

As she spoke, she deliberately puffed out her chest.

Wang Lin looked down at her, his gaze sweeping from her face to her chest: "Although it's big, I'm not interested."

Bai Wu smiled: "So you don't like big ones... What about this? Do you like a size smaller?"

"Since you don't like steamed buns, how about dumplings?"

Wang Lin became interested: "Can you make it even smaller?"

Seeing Wang Lin react, Bai Wu was happy, thinking there was a chance.

Her body trembled slightly, and her chest shrank another size, transforming from voluptuous curves into perfectly exquisite proportions.

Bai Wu tilted her head, looking at Wang Lin: "Brother Wang, is this okay?"

Wang Lin shook his head: "Smaller."