Chapter 359: Ababa Ababa Bubbles

Xiao Xuantong, "Our ancestors came up with a solution."

He paused.

Chang Huaijin was fascinated as if he was listening to a story. He couldn't help but ask, "What method?"

Ruan Wei touched her chin, and after a moment of reflection, she said, "Could it be that our ancestors paralyzed Mirage and then imprisoned him in the back mountain of our Penglai Immortal Sect?"

Ruan Wei remembered that according to the records in the Penglai Immortal Sect's history, the previous Penglai ancestors were all very kind.

It should just be paralyzed, or chopped into pieces at most.

Alas, what a pity.

If it were her, she wouldn't care about any damn destiny. She would just swallow so many people and kill them directly.

Our ancestors were good people.

It’s good to be bullied by someone else’s wife… Ugh, that’s bullying.

Xiao Xuantong, "..."

It's a prison play, right? Even if a pervert comes, you have to kowtow to him.

I told you not to read those messy notebooks of yours anymore!

Are the types of books so wide?

Fortunately, Xiao Xuantong couldn't understand Ruan Wei's facial expression, otherwise he would have asked the King of Hell to kowtow to her.

Xiao Xuantong shook his head, "No."

"Master said that innate spiritual creatures cannot die, nor can they leave the position assigned to them by destiny."

Otherwise, Tianming, that obsessive-compulsive, paranoid, and psychopath, will go berserk.

It's very good at going crazy.

Ruan Wei deeply agrees with this.

Xiao Xuantong, "Can't kill him, can't lock him up."

"The mirage still has intelligence. If we let it go and recuperate, it will surely come back one day."

"So?" Ruan Wei raised her eyebrows.

Xiao Xuantong tried his best to raise the corners of his lips. His voice was sharp and contained a hint of joy:

“It’s very simple.”

Xiao Xuantong nodded his head casually and said in a gentle voice, "If there is intelligence, it will be separated from the body."

"If the body is strong, then separate the body as well."

He drawled, "And then—"

"This kind of innate spiritual creature with no brains, no physique and no strength will only make bubbles if it is put back into the sea." Xiao Xuantong spread his hands with a relaxed expression.

Ruan Wei: "...I understand."

She felt a slight chill on her back.

After all, it was rare for Ruan Wei to see such a gloating expression on Xiao Xuantong's face.

Xiao Xuantong: "Well, so——"

"What's being held in the Penglai Immortal Sect's back mountain is a portion of the body and the complete spiritual intelligence that our ancestors brought back from the legendary mirage land."

Wonderful!

Ruan Wei gave a thumbs up.

This is even crazier than her.

The Penglai ancestor directly split the innate spirit body into two parts, one mentally retarded and one paralyzed with a brain, perfectly solving the paranoid proposition of destiny.

Wu Yu was stunned. She paused before saying, "So—"

"Why would we, a bunch of little shrimps, be forced into the belly of a mirage?"

"Delivering food to my door? How thoughtful?" Wu Yu's doubt was so sincere.

Three people, "..."

Although what you said is quite right, could you please stop thinking about such a horrible truth for now?

Ruan Wei was responsible for bringing the topic back to the topic, "Comparing what?"

Who gets eaten first?

That's nothing. She will never be eaten by anyone or any species in her life.

Xiao Xuantong, "It's what you are good at."

"Compare speed."

"The Mirage is the most vicious and piercing illusion in the world. Our competition this time is to see who can break free from the illusion first."

"Hmm." Ruan Wei's thoughts jumped for a moment, and she suddenly remembered Fu Yi's mirror self.

The sword head of the world-famous sword that is always crystal clear and can illuminate all the dark sides of people's hearts, and the Mirror Sword that can drag people into the most terrifying illusion in their hearts.

Ruan Wei rubbed his arms unconsciously.

She has never had a good feeling about illusions.

But this is also normal. For someone like Ruan Wei, who has a lot of things hidden in his mind and whose little tricks can circle around Penglai Immortal Sect three times, it is very normal to be fascinated by illusions.

Chang Huaijin, "Is this safe?"

Xiao Xuantong paused, "Safe? Not too dangerous anyway. This time the competition is fast, and the deadline is one day. If you can't get out, Master and the others will physically wake you up."

In the Ten Directions Competition, there is never absolute safety.

The life card mechanism is not omnipotent. If a blow hits the fatal acupoint, the time to teleport out will not be enough to save the life.

Secret realms are secret realms, and even the most properly tamed secret realms will still devour people.

If intruders want to hunt for treasure, they should be prepared to be swallowed by the secret realm. Treasures and opportunities are never free gifts, and everything they gain has a price and standard.

"Will the sects in Tongzhou agree?" Ruan Wei was a little surprised.

"Why not?" Xiao Xuantong said, "Being able to experience this mirage once will give them a natural resistance to similar illusions in the future. They're more than happy to do so."

"Besides, they aren't the organizers of this event. If anything goes wrong, it will be our Penglai Immortal Sect that will bear the responsibility. Weiwei, when it comes to interests, the elders of these major sects are more savvy than you."

Ruan Wei said speechlessly, "...When did I become a measuring tool?"

Wu Yu quietly clenched her fists, a look of melancholy flashing across her eyes. She pursed her lips and asked, "Is there also a live broadcast of Mirror Butterfly in the mirage?"

Mirage can condense the most amazing illusion in the world that is good at trapping others based on people's minds.

This means that mirages can see into people's hearts and human nature. They can see people's past and extract the most unbearable or most nostalgic parts from the past to create an illusion that is unique to that person.

Can people outside see the illusion that each of them faces?

This is what Wu Yu really wants to ask.

She understood her own inner knot very thoroughly, so Wu Yu did not want to reveal her dark and shameful thoughts in front of others.

Wu Yu glanced at Chang Huaijin and bit her lower lip unconsciously.

She especially didn't want to be seen by Chang Huaijin.

"No." Xiao Xuantong shook his head. "Master said that the direct descendants are almost twenty years old and are grown-up children. We must respect everyone's privacy."

"Also, something went wrong in the fourth game, so we need to keep a low profile in the fifth game."

“…”

"Wow! Master is so awesome!" Ruan Wei cheered.

Wu Yu also breathed a sigh of relief.

Chang Huaijin didn't understand, but he followed blindly: "Great——"

Xiao Xuantong hummed, "That's about it. Go to bed early today, get up early tomorrow, and each of you will be responsible for waking up for both sects."

He paused, turned his head and looked at his two junior sisters, "If you two want to sleep a little longer, that's fine. Huai Jin and I will just call two more people."

The child is still young and growing, so let him sleep more if he wants.

Huai Jin doesn't need to grow any more, because if he grows any taller he will surpass his senior brother, damn!

Junior brother?

He has surpassed me, it doesn't matter.

Ruan Wei, “Great!”

Wu Yu said, "Thank you, Senior Brother!"

Xiao Xuantong nodded calmly, "Well, go play."

His figure stood there firmly, like a steady mountain. His broad shoulders seemed to be able to bear the weight of the world, giving people an endless sense of security.

Abbreviation: Father’s Back.

Xiao Xuantong has a rising heart of a father who is a slave to his daughter in his chest.

Since they had nothing to do, the two sisters went arm in arm to play with Jiang Rongrong and get their injuries scraped and healed.

The whole place was filled with warm moonlight, but only Chang Huaijin hugged his fragile self in sadness.

He whispered in his heart:

It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay!