Wizard of the future

Note the price here t12 while waiting for the result.

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Dream Chronicles – Episode 5: The Azure Bull Soars

The fierce wind howls, the market world like rolling waves at the horizon. While I am in seclusion and meditation, the Azure Bull – the fierce beast of the buyers – has broken the seal and charged straight into the sky. The value of Bitcoin has been torn apart, surpassing 94k, then charging straight to 97k8, like a bamboo shoot, unstoppable by anyone.

Friends from all directions rush to join the assembly, magical artifacts rain down like a storm. Every time the price drops, a group of practitioners sacrifices themselves to provide support. The spiritual net spreads across the sky, paving the way for the Azure Bull to rush forward. All signs of the Blood Hero Star are merely remnants. The fierce beast of the sellers temporarily retreats into the shadows, quietly observing in silence, as if waiting for the right moment.

The market world now resonates with only one sound: the hooves of the Azure Bull shattering the universe.

As for me – the one who left the harbor when the waves were just barely visible at 84k, thinking it would be a short journey, little did I know that I have now drifted through ten thousand prices. Each wave crashing is a moment when inner demons arise, each night is a confrontation with the abyss of my own self. Yet now, after enduring countless tribulations, the Blood Hero Star remains silent, with no sign of resistance.

I, alone amidst the turbulent spiritual sea, am left with a humble wish: to see a hint of winter's breath, a shiver of cold announcing the return of the bears, so that I may know the way to escape this endless dream.

Dream Memoirs – Chapter 5: The Azure Bull Soars

The fierce wind howls, the market world rolls like waves at the horizon. While I am in seclusion, the Azure Bull – the beast of the buyers – breaks the seal and charges straight into the sky. The value of the great BTC is torn apart, surpassing 94k, then charging straight to 97k8, like a young bamboo, no one can stop it.

Friends from all directions rush to join the assembly, magical tools raining down like a storm. Each time the price turns red, a flock of practitioners sacrifices themselves to provide support. The spiritual nets spread across the sky, paving the way for the Azure Bull to rush forward. All signs of the Blood Hero Star are merely shadows. The beast of the sellers temporarily retreats into the shadows, quietly observing in silence, as if waiting for the right moment.

In the market world now, there is only one resonating sound: the hooves of the Azure Bull shattering the universe.

As for me – the one who left the shore when the waves were just beginning to show at 84k, I thought the journey would be brief, not realizing I have now drifted through ten thousand prices. Each wave crashing is a moment of inner turmoil rising, each night is a confrontation with the depths of my own self. Yet now, after enduring countless tribulations, the Blood Hero Star remains silent, with no sign of resistance.

I, alone amidst the stormy spiritual sea, am left with a humble wish: to see a hint of winter's breath, a chill signaling the return of the bears, so I know the way to escape this endless dream.

What is the 15p plan, my friend?

Chapter 4 – Tăng Ngưu Asks the Way, Soul Chasing Heart Demon

The calamity of 90 has not yet passed, when 92 comes crashing down like a ghostly claw descending from the seventh heaven.
Just when a peaceful night had settled, as if I had passed the threshold, the heavens and the earth twisted again. The market world surged like a writhing dragon, candles stood upright for a minute like swords slashing. The hearts of countless fellow practitioners on the boat were swaying as if about to shatter.
I sat still in the meditation room, my soul still not re-entering my body, when a powerful stream of spiritual energy tore through the high sky – the price surged from 90,000 to 91,300 as if compelled by evil spirits. Each point of resistance was as thin as paper, every layer of defense pierced in the blink of an eye.
Just when the heart demon was about to erupt, amidst that chaotic night, a blue-green sword light slashed across the sky.
It was the Soul Chasing Sword – Di Tâm Tử. This sword did not slash at the price, but directly struck at the soul of the market, forcing it to look back at itself.

From the extreme overbought region, the Soul Chasing descended to zone 90, spiritual power rebounded into sound waves, causing the chart to tremble, candles began to stagnate, indicators went out of phase, signaling that the upward momentum might weaken.

But could this be a reflection of past glory, or merely a moment of silence before a new earthquake?

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In the midst of that chaos, a fellow practitioner transmitted a voice, legal name: Tăng Ngưu.
He recounted that he had once been harmed by two individuals bearing the name Anh Biến, stripping him of all his cultivation, left empty-handed amidst the ocean of spirits. But he did not give up, he returned to hidden cultivation, learning each spell and each basic model again.

"This time I return," – he said –
"Not to conquer the market… but to conquer myself."
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"Cultivation may be lost, but the heart of the Dao cannot be extinguished.
A broken chart can still be rebuilt, as long as the heart remains steadfast…

Haha. It's just a bit of turbulence offshore. As long as you stay outside the market, you can live a peaceful life. Wishing you smooth sailing.

《Dream Chronicles – Chapter 3: The Raging Night Wind》

As night falls, the mist has not yet covered Linh Hải, I am still meditating when suddenly a fierce wind arises, shaking the patterns. BTC – the mighty dragon awakens – rushes straight up to 90,300, shattering the entire peak that was there before.

Red and green candles intertwined like a broken magical array, each price line rolling up like a dragon curling, shaking the entire Market Realm. I – still sitting in front of the array – my heart beats like thunder, my breath is rapid, my heart hot like a blazing fire, but I do not dare to act recklessly.

When the spirit stone in my bag is still there, but my will is faltering, I can only sit still and watch each wave of prices rise like a flood tide, silently praying in my heart:

"Tonight… please do not be a nightmare like the previous times…"

Suddenly, amid the chaos, a sound transmission gently rings – it is a fellow traveler, with the Dharma name Thiết Vỹ Xà, transmitting from afar:

"Senior brother… I’ve received news from the chaotic trading area – the liquidity around 90,000 has dried up.
It seems… the great dragon has drained the spiritual energy here. If it continues to rise, no one will be able to stop it."

Upon hearing this, I clenched my fists, my whole body feeling frozen amidst the sea of fire. I took a deep breath and replied:

"If liquidity has dried up, then the market has entered a state of ignorance. At this moment, only luck and willpower can determine fate.
If this is a calamity… I will welcome it with unwavering resolve."

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"When all liquidity has withdrawn, only willpower remains steadfast."
"In the midst of the market roaring, not taking action is the great path. There are moments when laying down the sword is also a form of fighting."

This friend asks you to stop, I also have a position equal to yours. But my destination is at Linh Hải 78k, do you want to go together? It would be nice to chat together.

《Dream Record – Chapter 2: Spirit Sea Without End》

Last night, the spiritual energy in the universe suddenly stirred, as if a great dragon was rising in the Spirit Sea. $BTC – the mighty dragon of the Market Realm – suddenly broke through the 88,000 barrier, roaring in the night as if wanting to ascend to the heavens right there.

But just after a moment, the whirlwind reversed, the price plummeted straight down to 86,800 – like a madman crying in the darkness, causing all the traders on the ship to be terrified.

I – who was still meditating at that time – awakened due to the fluctuating intuition. Sitting up, looking at the chart, I merely frowned and continued to guard the command.

In the early morning, the spiritual energy changed again, $BTC surpassed 88,800 like a straight blow to the fragile faith of the short traders.
I saw the opportunity ripe, so I poured a bit more spiritual stone at the 88,500 level, firmly reinforcing the power of intent, determined not to let the dream break midway.

“The price may soar, but the mind of the path must not waver. If you have boarded the ship, I vow to follow to the very end of the dragon’s ascent.”

At this moment, the market was like a swirling sea of spiritual energy – rising and falling unpredictably, the yin and yang hard to gauge.
I advise all fellow traders to securely guard against the inner demons, keep steady with the formations, and avoid over-leveraging which could shatter the dream halfway.
Do not let one night of red candles turn into a lifetime of disaster.

🐉 Chapter 1 – "Me and the ordeal at Linh Hải 87k"

When the heavens and the earth were still, and the market had not yet surged, I boarded the boat with the BTC at the threshold of 83 thousand 400 spirit stones.

At that time, many looked up to the sky, calling me crazy, saying the peak was near. But I did not listen to the words of people – I heard the call from within the Dao.

The boat floated gently, my heart was at peace. Soon enough, BTC surpassed 87 thousand – the spiritual energy accumulated, the mind demons arose, and people's hearts stirred. The small Daoists began to lament, FOMO surged, and losses became a narrative.

As for me, I remained still, my gaze unchanged. I only gently took a few spirit stones from my storage bag and handed them to the old boatman:

"Boatman, row steadily. The shore is still far, but the Dao is long."

Everyone has their ordeals, but not everyone carries the mindset… to sit atop the ordeal, sip tea, watch the candle, and wait for a breakout of karmic retribution.

I do not need luck; I need the moment. And the moment… will come.

Try this dragon to see if it can get 2-300%. Because I'm really scared of Voxel 🥲 $NKN on the boat

Light FOMO on Voxel SL entry + random order stuffing, wishing brothers not to act recklessly

$BTC The little order is probably about to return, but this $XRP one is definitely going to be a disaster for me 🥲. Experts, please assess these charts for me and see if it will recover to entry soon? Because I'm about to give up. 😭

$BTC which way for me here :)) are there any brothers on the same boat who haven't boarded yet, let's get on to prepare for a coming red sky 🤣🤣 while it's still blue, let's set sail together 😅😅