Wang Yao straightened his chest, about to explain things to everyone, when he suddenly noticed Qing He appearing in the crowd, her big, expressive eyes staring intently at him. He was overjoyed; he hadn't seen Qing He for a long time and truly missed her terribly.
"Qinghe, you... what brings you here? Are you not selling fried rice anymore?" Wang Yao jumped over and asked excitedly.
"You...you stay away! I...I don't know a man like you with such bad character!" Unexpectedly, Qinghe suddenly screamed in disgust at him.
"Damn it, it's that old bastard Heavenly Emperor who has bad conduct. My conduct is excellent, there's no one better than me. I... I'm still a... If you don't believe me, let's go to the Taiqing Immortal City General Hospital..." In his anxiety, Wang Yao hurriedly grabbed Qinghe's clothes.
"Brother Wang... I... I didn't... I didn't expect you..." But just as he reached out his hand, a familiar voice came from beside him. Wang Yao turned his head and saw that it was Qin Su.
"I... wait a minute, you're a ghost, how could you come to the Immortal Realm?" Wang Yao suddenly felt that something was not right, and his dream seemed too disjointed. He stared at Qin Su in astonishment and asked.
"Let's go, ignore this stinky man, I'll take you to the Demon Realm for some fun." Just as Qin Su was about to speak, Fairy Caixia appeared beside her again. She glared coldly at Wang Yao, then pulled Qin Su away.
"No..." Wang Yao was about to step forward to stop them when he saw that Qin Su and Fairy Caixia were holding hands and there was nothing wrong with them, so he stopped involuntarily.
This dream is really weird. I didn't even dare to hold Qin Su's hand, so why would Fairy Caixia...? And... why did she have to go to the Demon Realm...?
As soon as he became suspicious, thick smoke suddenly rose up around him. Li Shishi, Wang Zhaojun, Qinghe, and even the immortals who were watching the spectacle all turned into smoke and disappeared completely. The gray-black smoke rose and swirled, gradually enveloping Wang Yao.
Immediately afterwards, the buildings of Taiqing Immortal City in the distance in Wang Yao's vision also turned into wisps of pink mist. The mist swayed and approached the thick smoke around Wang Yao, but as if they had encountered a natural enemy, the two separated immediately upon contact, clearly distinct and not mixed together.
Amidst the thick smoke and mist stood Qin Su and Fairy Caixia, seemingly facing a difficult decision. They simply stared at each other intently, but soon, Qin Su transformed into a cloud of gray-black smoke, swirling and billowing outwards.
Fairy Caixia hesitated for a moment, but then transformed into smoke. However, her smoke was a combination of thick gray-black smoke and pink mist. As soon as it rose, it quickly split into two wisps, each drifting away into the distance.
After a while, the pink mist quietly receded, leaving only thick gray-black smoke that gathered around Wang Yao. After a while, Wang Yao could see almost nothing except the smoke, and he slowly sank into deep darkness.
"Xiao Wang, what happened to you?" Suddenly a woman's voice rang out from the depths of the darkness. Wang Yao frowned. She was... He had just realized the woman's name when a tearing pain suddenly shot through his mind. Wang Yao screamed and snapped back to reality.
When he opened his eyes, he found that there was no longer a large bed, brocade quilts, study, or fragrant tea. Instead, he was tied up in a dark place. He felt that everything was damp, and a rat was squatting on Wang Yao's shoulder, tentatively sticking out its head to sniff Wang Yao's cheek.
"Boy, who planted the Mahayana mark in your body?" Hu Mei's voice echoed from above.
"What Mahayana mark? I...I don't know!" Wang Yao answered, feigning ignorance. He had already guessed that the thick smoke that had just appeared in his dream was most likely the soul contract left in his mind by the God of Filling the Sea.
That was close! It's probably because Hu Mei's methods and the soul contract clashed in my head, otherwise, why would I have such a strange dream? I wonder if I revealed any secrets in the dream... Wang Yao wondered nervously.
His guess was correct. When questioning Wang Yao yielded no results, Hu Mei immediately cast an illusion on him. Some believe the highest level of illusion magic is creating an illusion so realistic that it's indistinguishable from reality. But there's an even higher level: the one that appears both real and unreal.
The pursuit of blurring the lines between truth and falsehood is to bring people the most realistic feeling possible. However, the seemingly real and false has transcended the obsession with reality. Instead, it deliberately makes the other person feel the intertwining of truth and falsehood in the illusion, thereby prompting the other person to completely let down their guard in the ambiguity between truth and falsehood.
Just like everything Wang Yao had just experienced, he had actually fallen under Hu Mei's illusion the moment she got up, but he didn't realize at all that this was the illusion of reality.
When he entered a cozy room and began to dream, this dream was a seemingly fake part of the illusion set up by Hu Mei. The purpose was simply to make Wang Yao clearly know that he was dreaming, thereby causing him to lose his resolve to uphold some important secrets in his heart.
With Hu Mei's Mahayana cultivation level and her mastery of illusion techniques, she had almost ten thousand ways to obtain the secret hidden in Wang Yao's heart. However, all of these methods required one prerequisite: Hu Mei had to let her consciousness enter Wang Yao's sea of consciousness.
This is just like reading a book. You can only understand what you want to know by going into the book page by page. If you just use illusion magic to make Wang Yao speak out on his own, on the one hand, the integrity of the information cannot be guaranteed, and on the other hand, the information obtained may not be what Hu Mei wants.
For example, Hu Mei had no intention of knowing about Wang Yao's lewd thoughts about those fairies, but under the influence of illusion magic, Wang Yao might spend a lot of time talking about them. Therefore, for the sake of efficiency, Hu Mei had to take complete control.
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