The moment Chu Yao was touched by the light, he thought he was going to die.
Unexpectedly, she did not die, but was taken to another place.
She was swept up by a powerful force. As a Nascent Soul cultivator, she could recognize that it seemed to be a spatial force, but it was far beyond the reach of ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators. The next second, she was carried by the light into a small room.
The light seemed to have life, transforming into a giant sphere that enveloped her. Chu Yao tried to mobilize her spiritual power and consciousness, but it was completely ineffective. Even her body was sealed, unable to move.
Tubular hooks extended from the walls of the room, grabbed Chu Yao's limbs, stretched her into a "big" shape, and pulled her into the air.
There was no way out. Having lost her cultivation, she was now powerless and weaker than an ordinary person. She could only be slaughtered.
She could only try to observe her surroundings, but she didn't get anything useful. The room was pure white, spotlessly clean, and there were no windows.
Even a century-old monster would be stunned by such a surreal thing. Chu Yao could only conclude that she must have been teleported into the interior of the "ship."
Two more "tentacles" appeared before her, but without claws, their ends ending in long, strips of "stone." Red light emanated from the stone, sweeping across Chu Yao's body from head to toe. A tingling sensation spread throughout her body, and then Chu Yao suddenly felt a chill, and her gauze skirt fell off.
What are you doing? You're peeling the skin off before eating it, right? Do all you aliens have such bad taste? Can you please give me a quick death?
The light in the stone turned green again, sweeping over Chu Yao's body. Then a strange voice came from the corner of the room. Chu Yao couldn't understand what it meant, but only vaguely felt a cold meaning.
Two more tentacles appeared, each carrying a silver-black ring, each half a circle, and they clamped around Chu Yao's neck. The rings were heavy and uncomfortable to wear. Then, a pain pierced her buttocks, and she gradually lost consciousness under the injection of the unknown liquid.
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Chu Yao had a very long dream.
In her dream, she returned to her childhood, to the day when she first left her hometown. Her uncle in the city took her to a tavern, where she greeted customers every day and occasionally learned cooking skills from the chef.
However, this time she did not become a nun. As she grew older, she saved some money and opened a small shop in the city, which was well-loved by her regular customers and was very prosperous.
When she was twenty, a scholar who was going to Beijing to take the imperial examination came to her shop. They immediately hit it off and fell in love. The scholar promised to marry her after she passed the imperial examination. Knowing that he was a man of great ambition, she did not dare to ask for too much, and only stayed for a few days to show her affection.
Who would have thought that three years later, he would actually win the first place in the imperial examination. On the day he picked her up, he rode a tall horse, looking very happy and cheerful. She shyly sat in his arms, blushing as she felt the envious gazes of others.
On the day of her wedding, she saw her parents' faces beaming with joy through the red veil...
In her dream, she lived a simple and complete life.
She hadn't dreamed in a long time. As her cultivation deepened, sleep became unnecessary, and she spent the long nights in meditation. When she woke up, her eyes seemed to still be lingering on her hometown in her heart.
Her unfocused eyes gradually returned to normal, revealing a grayish-white ceiling. Chu Yao didn't stand up rashly, but instead glanced around, judging that this was probably a spacious hall with groups of people sitting in the corners.
The person next to her noticed her movements, patted her shoulder, and a familiar voice came:
"You're awake, Junior Sister Chu."
Senior Sister Bai!
Chu Yao sat up excitedly and almost couldn't control herself from pouncing on her senior sister, but in the end she remained restrained.
"Senior Sister Bai, I thought I'd never see you again...Pfft, what are you wearing?"
Bai Yuejian sat beside her, wearing a beige suit that looked like a waiter in a tavern, regardless of the color. At the same time, she noticed that her senior sister also had the same iron ring around her neck.
"What are you laughing at? Look at yourself, aren't you the same?" Bai Yuejian tapped Chu Yao's forehead with his finger, and laughed and shook his head amused by her.
Others may not know this quirky junior sister, but she knows her very well. Although she appears to be indifferent and a little casual, she is kind and sincere to those close to her.
Chu Yao scratched his head, and seeing the two brothers beside him, he regained his usual calm demeanor.
"Senior Brother Chen, Senior Brother Lu."
The two returned the greeting. Chen Muyao was a middle-aged man with a slightly plump figure. He was the elder brother of the Sect Leader, Chen Qingyu, and was in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. Lu Hua was an old man with gray hair and beard. He had been in the Tianyin Sect for many years and was also in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.
Chu Yao, Bai Yuejian, Chen Muyao, and Lu Hua, the four supreme elders of the Tianyin Sect, are all here.
"So what's the situation now?" Chu Yao asked while looking around.
The circular hall was as spotlessly white as before, with no doors or windows to be found. There were quite a few people around, some sitting alone, others in groups of two or three, all dressed the same as them.
She soon discovered the trick, because there were people she knew among those people. For example, the three people not far from them were actually the elders of the Chongyun Sect next door.
Chongyun Sect and Tianyin Sect are not far from each other. There are occasional frictions between disciples, but the relationship between the elders is relatively harmonious.
Chu Yao checked carefully and found that there were seventy-nine people in the hall, and she immediately knew the number.
"The fairy should have noticed it too." Old man Lu Hua spoke in a dignified and unfriendly manner. "These people should be all the Nascent Soul cultivators on my Fengyuan Continent."
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