Steam Era: The Lord of 'Puluo' Chapter 1160 580: The Slothful Dream_4

The young man cried in pain, and he cried for a long time.

Li Banfeng said: "Is this the scene when he entered the Path Gateway?"

The man nodded: "Have seen the Peddler!"

Indeed, he must have seen the Peddler when entering the Path Gateway.

This Lazy Cultivator Local Deity used the dreamscape to present the memories of Ye Haolong, so it was clear without explanation or words. The scene was very intuitive.

He could use Dream Cultivation Skill, which proved he most likely had the cultivation level of a Dream Cultivator.

Li Banfeng sighed: "I estimate, he only met the Peddler once in his lifetime."

"No!" The Lazy Cultivator Local Deity waved his hand and presented another dreamscape.

Ye Haolong with a head full of white hair stood at the mouth of an alley, and once again saw the Peddler.

The Peddler's appearance hadn't changed. He looked at Ye Haolong and laughed: "Eighty years old?"

"Yes!" Ye Haolong nodded.

The Peddler sighed: "Seventy years of cultivation, finally achieving the Ninth Layer, it's considered an accomplishment."

Under normal circumstances of cultivation, each layer level takes ten years. Ye Haolong entered the path at ten years old, cultivated for seventy years, moving from the First Layer up to the Ninth Layer, advancing eight times, taking seventy years to advance an extra time. This was his life achievement.

The Peddler asked him: "Do you still wish to advance?"

Ye Haolong nodded repeatedly.

"Want to serve as a servant in the Inner State?"

Ye Haolong shook his head.

"Let me suggest a path to you. I have a friend named Zhao Lanmeng, I will have him give you some land and let you fiercely take Cloud Top. You can do odd jobs for him, earn some human energy from him, how about that?"

Ye Haolong thanked repeatedly.

It turns out his Cloud Top cultivation was arranged by the Peddler's assistance.

"Who is Zhao Lanmeng?"

The man forcefully lifted his head: "Me!"

This name, was it perhaps too lazy to even dream?

Ye Haolong was able to rise from Earth Layer Ninth Layer to Cloud Top First Layer thanks to the Peddler's recommendation and Zhao Lanmeng's assistance.

Li Banfeng nodded: "With Ye Haolong's strength, it seems impossible to witness the duel between the Peddler and Heavenly People."

"You mean this?" Zhao Lanmeng crouched down, rummaging through Ye Haolong's memories layer by layer."

After ten more minutes, it looked like he found something.

It was still the same vacant lot; the scene changed again, a person awoke from a dream and rushed into the street.

This street looked familiar; it was the main street of Pillow City.

Li Banfeng saw the Peddler pushing his cart and charging from the street into the sky.

A strong light erupted above the sky, a vague figure greeted the Peddler in the burst of light.

When the strong light faded, that vague figure remained, the Peddler disappeared, and his cart shattered to pieces on the ground.

Was this the duel of the Peddler and Heavenly People?

The strong light surged again, the scene wobbled, it should be Ye Haolong's perspective when he escaped.

There really was this memory!

Li Banfeng was stunned: "Did he really see it?"

"No." Zhao Lanmeng lay flat on the ground, tired from standing.

Li Banfeng worried he would fall asleep and hurriedly asked: "If he didn't see it with his own eyes, then where did this memory come from?"

Zhao Lanmeng rested for a while and said two words: "Compensation."

"What compensation?"

Zhao Lanmeng did not explain, waved his hand, and read Ye Haolong's memories again.

At fifteen years old, Ye Haolong was bullied by a few youngsters. He was a First Layer Dream Cultivator, wanting to use Technique but was so angry he trembled all over, unable to execute the technique and got beaten.

At twenty-two years old, Ye Haolong faced off with a Food Cultivator; by dreamscape description, Ye Haolong was a Second Layer Dream Cultivator against a First Layer Food Cultivator.

Ye Haolong wanted to strike first and pull the opponent into a dream. The opponent indeed entered the dream but Ye Haolong couldn't control the dreamscape, and the opponent woke up again.

After waking, the Food Cultivator ate two pounds of dry food and severely beat Ye Haolong.

Meng De whispered: "A Second Layer Dream Cultivator can't control the dreamscape; this person has very average talent."

At thirty-seven years old, Ye Haolong encountered mountain bandits, wanting to act heroically, but his action was rash, resulting in a group beating from bandits, barely escaping with his life.

At forty-six years old, Ye Haolong was at the Fifth Layer, competing against a Third Layer Martial Cultivator. The Martial Cultivator was too quick in action, Ye Haolong couldn't respond in time, losing again.

After advancing to Cloud Top, he encountered a Traveling Cultivator at Earth Layer Sixth Layer. Due to provocation from the other party, Ye Haolong underperformed and received successive Trample Over Thousands of Rivers, severely injuring him.

Being cloud top, injured severely by Earth Layer Sixth Layer, this incident surely became a laughingstock.

Zhao Lanmeng looked back at Li Banfeng: "Did you just want to kill him?"

Li Banfeng repeatedly shook his hand: "I really didn't mean that."

Zhao Lanmeng's suspicion had its basis, looking at Ye Haolong's past combat records. Although it was in his dreamscape, with his shaking cold state, if Li Banfeng made a Trample Over Thousands of Rivers kick, he might have indeed killed him.

Li Banfeng continued to examine Ye Haolong's combat record and gradually understood Zhao Lanmeng's meaning.

"Never won." Zhao Lanmeng lightly sighed.

The Cultivators Above the Clouds are dragons and phoenixes in the human world, extraordinary individuals among millions.

But even extraordinary individuals have mediocrity among them, and Ye Haolong is one of them.

In his lifetime of battles, one could hardly find a decent victory.

Li Banfeng said: "How did such a person manage to rise to Cloud Top?"

Zhao Lanmeng said two words: "Diligence, longevity."

This is Ye Haolong's recipe for success; he cultivated tirelessly throughout his life without ever slacking.

His physical condition wasn't considered very good, but it was very resilient. Even at eighty years old, he maintained decent condition, relying on these two precious traits, ultimately enduring to reach Cloud Top.

He yearns for battle and conquest, longs to gaze domineeringly upon the crowd, as a Cultivator Above the Clouds, he desires the due status and respect.

However, because he is not adept at fighting, his past battles are unbearably miserable, causing extreme imbalance in his heart, resulting in such a compensatory memory.