Chapter 1022 — The Illusory Dream of Dutian

Your accumulation has not yet come, and so the dream is still a dream. Young master, Dutian is here!

" Shen Mu was in the garden ahead, jesting with the Divine King Langwan and Yun Chuxiu, while the Dragon Qilin sprawled nearby with a little bottle hanging at its neck—the Gourd-Heaven Bottle.

Shen Mu turned his head and said with a smile, "Brother Dutian, I have turned it over this way and that, and I am not familiar with your demon subjects; if I were to manage them for you, it would cost me care and spirit.

You had best not go to Taixu; stay and look after them. " The Old Demon of Dutian again wanted to kneel, but remembering Yan'er's warning, he bowed instead and said, "Many thanks, Venerable.

" "Call me Sect Master, still. " Shen Mu said with a half-smile, "You said you would repay my kindness in your next life. This is your next life.

" The Old Demon of Dutian's mind roared; he stared at him dumbstruck, only to see Shen Mu once more laughing and joking with those two lovely girls, cold as ice and snow.

"Was that not a thing that happened in the dream?

" he thought, all in a muddle.