Splash!

The sound of water, screams, and cries, pierced through Yang Xian's heart. He knew that this was nothing more than a dream, but he felt helpless because he couldn't stop anything from happening.

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He didn't want to see this, yet, he couldn't look away and could only watch in despair as he lost her.

Just as he felt that he was about to lose his mind, the scene changed to the battle between Prince Ji Sheng and Ji Shu.

This time, it was Prince Ji Sheng who had lost.

"The location is different." Yang Xian noticed that they were still at the north and not near the capital city like what had happened previously. The soldiers there were willing to follow Prince Ji Sheng's order, but they broke down when they saw that Prince Ji Sheng had lost.

When soldiers lost their leader, there were only two outcomes. One, they would have a breakdown and unable to continue fighting. Two, they would be filled with anger and tried to avenge their leader no matter what the cost was.

'It's the first one.'

Yang Xian was not surprised. He knew that the soldiers at the north were extremely reliant on Prince Ji Sheng. Without the latter, they wouldn't be able to fight properly and the prolonged battle with the northern tribes had long diminished their will to fight. Without proper leader, they would fall.

He himself also clenched his hand when he saw that. The real event was the complete opposite, but seeing Prince Ji Sheng fell down and Ji Shu roared in happiness, he still felt that he wished to stop this.

If only it was possible, he wanted to kill this dream Ji Shu too.

He averted his eyes and saw the dream Yang Xian, who was standing at the edge of the battle. His eyes were red and his hands were clasped so tightly that blood oozed out. It was dripping to the ground beside him.

"I have lost everyone," the dream Yang Xian muttered. "Why should I care for anything else?"

Yang Xian felt as if he was seeing his old self back before he met with Prince Ji Sheng. At that time, he could be said to be nothing more than a beast who didn't care for anything for the sake of his survival. No matter what the cost, the young Yang Xian only wished to survive and live.

And the dream Yang Xian's sole purpose was to get revenge. He had lost everyone dear to him one by one in unfortunate accidents. It felt as if he was cursed, cursed to lose everyone whom he cared for.

Bang!

The scene changed again. This time, it was a future that Yang Xian had never known. He was ordering some soldiers who had changed their professions. Those who wished to avenge their leader no matter what the prize followed him and created trouble for Ji Shu during his return journey.

"Poison the water."

The cold tone of the dream Yang Xian could be heard. Yang Xian saw the bottle and noticed that it was one of the few poisons that Shi Lu Wen had developed back then for self defense. It was never used, so now, the dream Yang Xian used the poison to create damages for Ji Shu's side.

Countless attacks were launched on Ji Shu's way to return back to the capital city. And when they arrived at the capital city, Prince Ji Shao Yang had taken the chance to take the capital city under him.

Another war was inevitable.

'I see, Ji Sheng failed to strike a deal with Ji Shao Yang because there's nothing much that Ji Sheng could do to help in that battered condition. The prolonged war and the weary soldiers....'

Yang Xian watched everything unfolded before him like a nightmare. He saw the dream Yang Xian talked with Ji Shao Yang, but the two could never reach the word deal. Ji Shao Yang wants the throne with less damages as possible but the dream Yang Xian wished for total destruction.

But the two of them knew that they would need to collaborate to some extent.

Unfortunately, the dream Yang Xian could never deal significant damages to Ji Shu and Wei Xiao Hua. Even though he had killed countless soldiers and people of Ji Shu's side, there were still many more left. On the other hand, he had started to lose more and more of his people.

"This shall be the last," the dream Yang Xian gave his order to the last few people near him. "No matter whether we succeed or not, we'll not retreat."

"Yes!"

The dream Yang Xian walked out of the cave where he was hiding. Ji Shu and Wei Xiao Hua was still unable to enter the capital city at this point of time because of his attempt along with Ji Shao Yang's works. But it would soon be the last battle.

All three sides were already weary.

*rustle*

"Who's there?"

The dream Yang Xian turned around and saw a large wolf appearing from behind the bush. He stood there carefully and didn't dare to come closer.

On the other hand, Yang Xian was stunned because he could recognize that wolf as the wolf that helped Wei Liuying in the past. The large scar on its face was clear, but there were more wounds on his body compared to the one that Yang Xian met back then. He looked at the wolf and felt as if the wolf was also staring back to him past his dream self. There was no emotion visible on the wolf's eyes as it turned around and howled to the night sky.

In the next moment, the wolf had disappeared back into the forest while the dream Yang Xian was only standing with a dumfounded expression.

The scene changed and Yang Xian could see his dream self's death in Ji Shu's hand. He heard his dream self cursed Ji Shu as his last words yet there was no regret. Of course, there would never be regret.

He had lost everything, what should he do even if he kept on living?

Now, he even lost the last battle he put his life on the stake. He failed to get his revenge and could only fall helplessly as his death came nearer. However, death sounded to be comforting instead of scary as his dream self knew that he would be reunited with the others who had left him earlier from this world.

At least, that was what his dream self expression told Yang Xian.

Yang Xian watched in silence as he heard the word he spoke out with hatred. Even though none of these happened, he knew very well that he never liked Ji Shu and Wei Xiao Hua. It was as if they could never stay in the same world for peace to exist.

"Are you satisfied now, Yang Xian?"

Yang Xian turned his head around and saw his dream self standing there. There were only minute differences in their expression because of what had happened in their point of view.

The dream Yang Xian stared forward and didn't reply.

"Why do you show me all of this? Are you trying to tell me to be careful so that I'll not make any miscalculation?" Yang Xian asked in harsh tone. Seeing all of this, yet he couldn't do anything and forced to see everything until the end was very torturing. He didn't want to see it ever again.

The dream Yang Xian stared back with its dark eyes and opened his mouth. No words came out, but he mouthed out a sentence, 'Live well and be happy this time.'

And everything turned white as the scene disappeared.

"Wha-?"

…

Bang!

Yang Xian was stunned and noticed that he had returned back to his room. Just now, he fell off the bed and landed on the hard ground. Blinking his eyes, Yang Xian felt that his world was completely distorted just now.

Knock! Knock!

"Xian, are you alright? I heard a loud voice." Wei Liuying's concerned tone could be heard from outside the door. With her martial arts, it was easy for her to know that Yang Xian was alone in the room, yet he was on the floor.

"I'm fine. I just slipped because I'm still sleepy."

"…Just sleep again. It's not even dawn yet."

"Alright. Sorry for waking you up," Yang Xian replied with an apologetic tone. He knew that due to Wei Liuying's martial art, she must have been startled when there was a loud voice from his room.

"It's fine. Just rest if you're tired."

He stood up and looked at the window. It was still night and the dream felt very real to him. After all, his heart felt as if it was crushed to pieces and only when he heard Wei Liuying's voice again did he calm down a bit.

The dream was surreal, but Yang Xian knew that it was something that might happen if there was even a slip in their plan so far.

Thankfully, there was none.

All the important points that allowed the events to flow like this was here, so he and his friends could stay alive.

'That wolf startled me a bit, is there any connection between the wolf and the dream?'

Yang Xian didn't understand, so he pushed the thought to the back of his mind as he laid on the bed once more. At the very least, he knew that he would do what his dream self last told him.

He will live well.

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(End of Epilogue 2)