My Domineering Divided Soul

In the past half month, I had been having a strange dream repeatedly. In the dream, he was in a cave. In the cave, there was a young man dressed in Chinese clothes sitting cross-legged, surrounded by streams of transparent air. After the man noticed Qin Xuan's existence, he attacked him indiscriminately. However, no matter what kind of attack, it passed through Qin Xuan's body and did not cause any harm. After doing this again and again, the man simply gave up his attack on Qin Xuan. When they met again in the dream, the man just meditated on his own and stopped looking at him. Even so, the reality of those sharp attacks coming towards him still made Qin Xuan break into a cold sweat every time he woke up from his sleep. At first, Qin Xuan just regarded this as an ordinary nightmare, but after dreaming about that man every night for a week, Qin Xuan began to think about whether this dream had any special meaning. When it comes to dreaming, usually only the dead can dream. Could it be that that man was one of his ancestors who came to entrust him with a dream? At this time, a man in rich clothes in a cave somewhere sneezed lightly. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.