Chapter 1315: A Bit Confused, and Weakness? Lu Yun was utterly speechless. What a ridiculous, timid dragon! You just call out, fine—why do you have to say my body isn't strong enough? You're talking about me like I'm some kind of wimp! Well, actually, Lu Yun isn't upset with the dragon's words per se. Since drinking the ten-complete-replenishing-tonic personally prepared by the bearded man, Lu Yun's constitution has certainly been outstanding—not just among his peers, but even surpassing younger men several years his senior. Yet, in the dragon's mouth, it sounds like Lu Yun's body is as frail as a woman's, barely holding itself up. Even more frustrating is this: you're a dragon, aren't you? A five-clawed green dragon, specifically! When did five-clawed dragons start growing five claws? Lu Yun has never seen the dragon's true form, nor has he any way to verify the claim of five claws. Honestly, this bird-dragon dares to look down on Lu Yun's constitution—well, then, it's time to cut it down! Huffed angrily, Lu Yun was about to object, only to find that the humble dragon had already launched his attack, saying, "Hmph! You're still not convinced that my lord's body is weak?" "Where's my weakness? I handled the Night Sovereign's ten consorts like they were nothing!" What truly demonstrates a man's strength? His prowess in bed! Lu Yun's current skill is indeed something many ordinary men can only admire, yet in the humble dragon's eyes, it's utterly insignificant. Indeed, before Lu Yun had even finished speaking, the dragon delivered a cold, unyielding rebuttal, murmuring, "You're just pretending to be different in front of me. Without my secret efforts to strengthen your constitution, did you really think you were any better than the others?" As if sensing that he'd accidentally revealed something, the dragon immediately fell silent after finishing his words. What the speaker says may not be intentional, yet what the listener hears carries weight. A seemingly casual remark from Wuxiao Long left Lu Yun utterly stunned. It was no wonder that he differed from the native men of this land—could it be precisely because a Wuxiao Long resided within him? Lu Yun knew well that even if he asked, Wuxiao Long might not answer him. Over the years, he had come to understand the dragon's stubborn nature—he was as stony and unyielding as a stone in a cowshed, both pungent and rigid. Whenever there was something he didn't wish to share, even with threats and inducements, he remained unmoved. Fortunately, after this prolonged series of exchanges, Wuxiao Long had at least forgotten about his dragon sister, thus avoiding further outbursts in Lu Yun's mind. Calming his somewhat disordered thoughts and glancing at Xue Hua Ying and Zhang Yunqian, who still remained fiercely engaged in battle, Lu Yun asked, "So, do you actually have any solution to help me with this matter?" Liu is now so afraid of sleeping that he can't even do it. While he can endure not sleeping for a day, over time, even if he manages to resist the call of Zhou Gong and avoid drifting off into dreams, the constant lack of rest and prolonged mental strain will surely drive him mad. Wēi Suǒ Lóng also seems to have recognized this issue, dropping his previously cheerful tone and speaking seriously: "There's a solution, but your awareness realm is currently too weak. If Lord Dragon forcefully enters your dreams, you might not even see that ancient-dressed figure before your awareness realm bursts and you're gone." Hearing how serious Wēi Suǒ Lóng made it sound, Lu Yun furrowed his brows and asked, "Then, how can we ensure that you smoothly enter my dreams?" "It sounds simple, but if you really want to put it into practice, I'm not sure you'll be able to do it in a flash..." Hearing Wuyi Long still dragging his feet, Lu Yun immediately exclaimed, "Four-legged snake! For heaven's sake, what time is it now? Can't you just get it all out in one go? Are you trying to suffocate me with your long, drawn-out breathing?" This time, Wuyi Long didn't mind Lu Yun's title, just chuckled and said, "Actually, I've already told you the answer—strengthen your awareness center. That's all." Awareness center? If it weren't for knowing he could talk to Wuyi Long, Lu Yun would have sworn he had no dragon inside him at all, let alone something as abstract as strengthening his awareness center. To this day, Lu Yun still doesn't know what an awareness center is. Simply put, in Lu Yun's understanding, the awareness center Wuyi Long referred to was just a part of the space he mentally constructed within his own brain—something that didn't truly exist. How could he possibly strengthen it? People who are timid can develop their courage through specific methods, but how can one strengthen the mind's sea—the inner awareness? Lu Yun never connected his willpower with the concept of the mind's sea as described by the awkward dragon, and there was no fundamental link between the two. The more he heard the awkward dragon insist that he make his mind's sea powerful enough to allow the dragon to enter his dreams, the more his head ached—more so than when he first encountered the strange ancient figure in his dreams. Though the ancient figure was odd, Lu Yun knew he appeared within his dreams, whether real or imagined. In his subconscious, the figure was a tangible presence—more concrete than the intangible mind's sea. What exactly was the mind's sea? Finally, Lu Yun could bear no more and shouted at the awkward dragon. The Worthy Dragon didn't rush; instead, he explained calmly, "The Mind Sea, in simple terms, is just your own consciousness. Let me give you a straightforward example: 'Every day you think, every night you dream.' Isn't that something you've heard before?" Land Yun nodded, offering his response. The Worthy Dragon continued, "Then let's take that as our starting point. When you're thinking during the day, many of those thoughts naturally appear in your dreams. And dreams themselves are part of your Mind Sea. As for how that ancient-clad figure appears in your dreams—I've just learned that." Though the Worthy Dragon's explanation was somewhat unclear, Land Yun seemed to grasp something significant, furrowing his brow and asking, "So you're saying that even if I can't personally enter your dreams, I can still use some other method to suppress myself from entering them—so as to meet that ancient-clad figure?" The Worthy Dragon chuckled warmly, "Indeed, a promising student." Lu Yun grew silent. He now understood Wēi Suǒ Long's words fairly well. The key issue, however, was: how could he, alone, stand against that ancient, dressed-up figure? To stay awake? Then he would no longer dream—this was the most straightforward solution. Yet it was utterly impractical. A fully awake person, deprived of sufficient sleep and unaffected by external disturbances, would inevitably collapse and go mad over time.