CSMCDB - Chapter 113
Chapter 113
An illusory realm refines one's true heart.
After sensing the trial's fluctuations, 1947 couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: Thankfully, this secret realm only appeared this year. If it had been a year earlier… 1947 was truly afraid Wen Yuncheng wouldn't be able to pass the illusion trial.
Fame, profit, power, lust… all sorts of things.
In the first scene, Wen Yuncheng opened her eyes and found herself back in her modern-day bed. She stared blankly at the phone in her hand. Her college entrance exam scores? 750 points?
—This trial is too ridiculous, isn't it? 750 is a perfect score. Who the hell could score 750?!
The scene instantly shattered. The next second, Wen Yuncheng was holding a lottery ticket, and the person on TV was reading out the numbers on her ticket one by one…
"No, minors can't buy lottery tickets. You might as well have made up a story where my dad secretly pulls me aside and tells me our family actually has a fortune worth hundreds of millions…" The moment Wen Yuncheng complained, the illusion immediately arranged it for her, only her father's face was very blurry. This was a scene extracted from Wen Yuncheng's memories… Wen Yuncheng didn't remember much about her past life anymore.
Really, she wasn't someone who dwelled on the past, so why use her previous life to tempt her… Was it because she no longer lacked Star Stones in this life?
The illusion shattered again. In the next scene, Wen Yuncheng was horrified to find herself sitting on the throne of the Empire's ruler. Below, Yan Ling, Qiu Fei, Zhou Xuan, the senior students, as well as Di Yuanhao and Chu Nianmu, stood respectfully… Almost everyone she could remember was there. Wen Yuncheng shot up from the throne, but her arm was caught. "Lin Jinyu" looked at her with a worried expression: "What's wrong? You look so pale…"
Wen Yuncheng was stunned.
Lin Jinyu had never deliberately dressed up before; she rarely wore any accessories or ornate clothes. For the convenience of using her sword, her clothes were always simple and loose, and mostly white.
Suddenly seeing Lin Jinyu in light makeup and a bright red dress… gazing at her with such affectionate eyes, Wen Yuncheng was shamefully moved. The moment her heart was moved, her previously clear mind became muddled.
She was… the new Emperor of the Empire? And Lin Jinyu was the Empress? Hmm, what about the Flowing Cloud Sect? Had she attacked the Flowing Cloud Sect? As Wen Yuncheng thought this in a daze, she saw a guard run hastily into the main hall.
"Your Majesty, the Dragon Tiger Guard has surrounded the Flowing Cloud Sect!"
They've surrounded it? What about Lin Zhenyun? Did I fight him?
The moment Wen Yuncheng had this thought, another guard rushed in:
"Report!—Your Majesty, the Flowing Cloud Sect's Sect Master Lin Zhenyun has been seriously injured and captured by the Lord Protector!"
What?! Seriously injured?! That's Little Ice Mountain's father!
As her thoughts shifted, yet another guard entered, knelt in the hall, and announced: "Report! Your Majesty, the Protector has healed Lin Zhenyun. Sect Master Lin is not in any serious danger."
…
1947 didn't know what kind of illusion Wen Yuncheng was seeing, but what on earth was this kid dreaming about? She's still not out?! Does this salted fish have some other desire? —Damn it, was this stingy kid tempted by money? Absolutely!
What it didn't know was that in Wen Yuncheng's dream, the main hall was already filled with kneeling guards, Sect Master Lin was being repeatedly injured and healed by the Protector, and the Flowing Cloud Sect was being surrounded and then dispersed by the Dragon Tiger Guard. As long as Wen Yuncheng didn't look at "Lin Jinyu," the illusionary "Lin Jinyu" would remain motionless like a wooden doll. But the moment she turned her head, "Lin Jinyu" would give her a sweet smile… It was a bit fake, but she was just too beautiful to resist.
But no matter how beautiful she was, looking at this fake "Lin Jinyu" for too long became boring. Listening to Sect Master Lin being beaten repeatedly without being able to see the actual scene was exciting at first, but it grew increasingly dull. The illusion manifested according to her thoughts. The moment this thought arose, the illusion eagerly kicked her out.
"Huh?" Wen Yuncheng was in a daze for a moment, then found herself inside a stone chamber. In the center of the chamber were three chests, labeled "Gold," "Silver," and "Bronze." In front of the three chests, a line of small characters was carved into the floor: "You may only take one."
What kind of trial is this? Just as Wen Yuncheng scratched her head and had this thought, she heard 1947's voice.
[Why were you in the illusion for so long? What on earth did you dream about? You were probably just rolling around in a pile of Star Stones, unable to get up, right?]
Wen Yuncheng recalled the illusion and didn't dare to make a sound. She thought it was better to be misunderstood as someone who couldn't get up from a pile of Star Stones. After all… whether it was indulging in the beauty of the fake Little Ice Mountain for a while or enjoying the pleasure of hearing Sect Master Lin get beaten… she really couldn't bring herself to talk about such an illusion.
Blissful in the dream, mortified when awake.
Wen Yuncheng immediately changed the subject: "So this is the reward for the trial? Can I just pick one? Can I take the chests with me?"
1947, which clearly sensed Wen Yuncheng's abrupt change of subject but could do nothing about it: …
[No. Open a chest. Only what's inside is yours.]
"Oh, the gold one, then." Wen Yuncheng walked forward without much hesitation. The reason was simple: the gold chest looked nice and opulent.
Wen Yuncheng rubbed her hands together and slowly opened the golden chest with the thrilling excitement of opening a blind box. Just by opening a small crack, countless golden rays scrambled to burst out. A legendary drop!
Wen Yuncheng opened the chest all the way in one go, only to see a thin book glowing with golden light. A cultivation manual?
Wen Yuncheng was a little confused. Before she could reach out and touch it, the book floated up on its own and shot violently toward her head—
Smack.
Wen Yuncheng had been slapped in the face by a book.
"What is this thing?"
[…A cultivation manual.]
The book fell to the ground with a thud. A golden light flared, and it floated up again, as if unconvinced, and charged at Wen Yuncheng's head once more. Wen Yuncheng quickly raised her hands to block it, so the book started ramming into her body: her chest, her stomach, not even sparing her legs.
A few minutes later, the book was lying back in the chest, its golden glow having dimmed, looking utterly dejected.
"Sigh, I already said I can't learn it." Wen Yuncheng hadn't expected the cultivation manual from the trial to be sentient. She poked it, then picked it up and saw the three large characters on the cover: "Roaming Dragon Palm."
It's a palm technique. Lin Jinyu can't even use it… Oh well, I'll let Lin Jinyu take a look anyway. If Little Ice Mountain isn't interested, I'll give it to Teacher Yan Ling. After all, Yan Ling runs an auction house. If she doesn't want to learn it either, it can be auctioned off.
Wen Yuncheng flicked the cover and put the cultivation manual into her storage ring. If any other cultivator had obtained this manual, it probably would have forced its way into their sea of consciousness without a second thought. Although Wen Yuncheng couldn't absorb it… the fact that she could hold it in her hands gave her more options.
With the reward in hand, it was time to leave.
Wen Yuncheng sensed her surroundings and approached the teleportation array that marked the end of the trial. She didn't know if it would send her outside or back to the main hall. Nervously clutching her storage ring, Wen Yuncheng was ready to activate a defensive spirit treasure at a moment's notice.
In the blink of an eye, she appeared at the entrance of the main hall.
"!!!" The entrance? If I don't run now, am I just going to stick around to get beaten up?! Wen Yuncheng activated her Mechanical Wings and immediately fled. After leaving the hall, she released Number One to dash eastward while she flew west. She calculated the distance and heard 1947 tell her that several people had followed her out.
—"Why are you running so fast? You junior are so tactless. Since you passed the trial, why not share what you got with us…" The pursuer quickly caught up, but just as he finished speaking, he saw Wen Yuncheng vanish in an instant.
He froze on the spot. He unleashed his Star Power to scan the surroundings for a long time but couldn't find where the kid had gone. The few people following behind him were a step slower. They looked at each other, speechless for a long time.
The principle was simple. When the distance between Wen Yuncheng and Number One reached a critical point, they would instantly swap positions. After swapping, Wen Yuncheng continued to rush forward, and Number One would be automatically recalled. It all happened so quickly that, to those people, it looked as if Wen Yuncheng had vanished into thin air.
After the swap, Wen Yuncheng didn't stop rashly. 1947 also carefully scanned the area to see if anyone was secretly following her.
"When a secret realm opens, it really brings out all sorts of people." Wen Yuncheng sighed. "Those guys, too. If they have the guts, they should come at me one by one. A whole group of them chasing me, and I'm only a first-layer Star Lord…"
If only one or two people had been following, Wen Yuncheng would have deployed a Star Cannon without a second thought.
[Isn't it precisely because you're only a first-layer Star Lord that they're chasing you?]
With a huff, Wen Yuncheng randomly found a place and went to explore it. The trial had only delayed her for a day. All in all, she had only been in the secret realm for twelve days and had already obtained two fortuitous encounters. Her gains were substantial.
Host: Wen Yuncheng
Race: Human
Age: 19
Class: Mechanical Overlord
Level: 43
Experience: 11885/33000
Points: 3074
So fighting illusions in the secret realm doesn't grant experience, huh… Wen Yuncheng felt a little disappointed.
Finding a random cave to change her clothes, Wen Yuncheng began to try her luck in search of the next opportunity.
She had just used her Mechanical Wings, so those people had definitely recognized her. Coupled with the fact that she had cleared the trial, this news would likely spread. The people from Fu would also know her approximate location. By changing her clothes and not using her Mechanical Wings, it should be difficult for the people from Fu to recognize her at a glance.
Along the way, Wen Yuncheng contacted Lin Jinyu to tell her about recent events. She also mentioned that the red-clothed woman was a member of the Fu organization.
—"Don't let your guard down in the secret realm."
"I know, I won't do it again." Wen Yuncheng knew she was in the wrong. At that time, she had been so focused on sharing the news with Lin Jinyu the moment she came out of the stone staircase. After the red-clothed woman caught up to her, she had gotten serious.
After that, Wen Yuncheng brought up the Roaming Dragon Palm: "I obtained a cultivation manual called Roaming Dragon Palm. The book is sentient and glows with golden light, so it shouldn't be an ordinary item. When I meet up with you, you can see if you can learn it. If not, I'll just give it to Teacher Yan Ling."
—"Sentient? A cultivation manual like that should be a legacy-type. It didn't enter your sea of consciousness?"
"…I'm special, you know."
Lin Jinyu didn't press further. She thought for a moment and said, "You can record the contents of the manual, make a rubbing or an engraving. Just give me a copy to study. You should still give the original manual to Teacher Yan Ling."
?!
Wen Yuncheng's eyes lit up, and she agreed. That's right, she could make a rubbing! She could sell the rubbing for a lot of Star Stones! It was a pity she couldn't make too many copies, or they wouldn't be valuable anymore.
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