"The fourth round of assessments has concluded. Duobao Pavilion will soon be closed. Everyone will be escorted out of the Pavilion after one stick of incense."
"The assessment is over?"
Meng Wan frowned and asked the weapon spirit loudly, "Didn't I pass the assessment? Why was I sent out of Duobao Pavilion?"
The weapon spirit explained, "The fifth round of assessment will only begin if at least ten people pass the fourth round. If the number of people who pass is insufficient, the assessment will be automatically cancelled.
Regardless of whether you pass the level or not, you will be sent out of Duobao Pavilion."
As soon as the spirit of the weapon finished speaking, Meng Wan felt a teleporting force falling on her.
After a dizzying moment, Meng Wan had left Duobao Pavilion and returned to the teleportation array she had taken out before entering Duobao Pavilion.
She raised her eyes slightly and glanced around without leaving any trace.
Then I saw that all the people who participated in the fourth round of assessment were lying unconscious on the ground with their eyes closed, as if they had not yet recovered from the previous assessment.
Meng Wan's eyes moved slightly. She keenly noticed that the aura of everyone except her had become much weaker, as if they had suffered a serious illness.
Her mind raced, and after she lay down on the ground, the blood in her body vibrated with her heart, causing some internal injuries in her body.
Meng Wan's face turned pale, and her aura dropped, becoming much weaker.
After lying unconscious for half an incense stick of time, someone in the crowd finally woke up.
It was the Holy Son of the Desire Path, the middle-aged male cultivator with an ordinary appearance!
After he woke up, he did not turn over, but just raised his eyelids and looked at Meng Wan with a clear gaze, a hint of surprise flashed in the depths of his eyes.
He clearly remembered that before he passed out, this woman seemed to be still trying to maintain consciousness and listen to the magic fairy's preaching.
But he didn't know that she heard a few more sentences than he did?
Did you get the approval of the magic fairy?
The middle-aged male cultivator looked at Meng Wan, and something seemed to be changing in his eyes...
"Meng Wan, did you take note of the magic you learned a few days ago?"
A woman with a sickly look on her face, who was quite similar to Meng Wan but with a hint of severity between her eyebrows, was asking questions.
The little girl standing in front of her nodded calmly and gracefully.
"Auntie, I've made a note of it."
"Show it to me."
The girl clasped her hands together, and the spiritual energy in her body surged. Soon, a light blue butterfly and a brightly colored flower emerged from her fingertips.
The butterfly lingered among the flowers, gently flapping its wings from time to time, looking both agile and beautiful.
It is rare for someone so young to be able to perform such exquisite magic.
The woman's stern expression did not soften in the slightest despite this exquisite illusion.
Instead, he commented coldly, "Butterflies flutter their wings, but there's no wind. Flowers bloom, but there's no fragrance. Your illusion technique is substandard."
The little girl clenched her fists unwillingly, then loosened them, trying to calm herself down and said, "I understand. I will continue practicing."
The woman nodded indifferently, "Remember, you are working hard for yourself."
After the little girl left, he found a corner and practiced illusion silently.
"Hey! I see your illusion skills are quite impressive. Who was that woman just now? Was she your mother?"
A little boy of similar age caught Meng Wan's eye.
He opened his curious eyes and looked at her with innocence.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Mengwan just glanced at him coldly and continued to practice her illusion.
The little boy curled his lips secretly and changed his strategy immediately, "Actually, I also know the illusion technique you used. How about I teach you?"
Little Meng Wan then looked up and glanced at him again, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.
"Really?"
"Of course it's true."
The little boy smiled lightly, and a trace of spiritual energy came out from his fingertips, gathering into a flower.
There were butterflies dancing among the flowers. At that time, a breeze blew, bringing the elegant fragrance of the flowers to little Meng Wan's nose.
"I'm not kidding, it's easy. Do you want to learn?"
Little Meng Wan didn't respond excitedly as he had imagined. Instead, she calmly asked, "What are the conditions for teaching me illusion?"
The little boy's smile faltered. "What conditions are there? I'm happy to teach you. Just learn."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Mengwan shook her head even calmer, and there was a hint of wariness in her eyes as she looked at him.
“Free things are often the most expensive things. I don’t want them.”
The little boy's smile was almost gone, and he muttered softly, "You're such a weird person! You refuse to learn even when someone teaches you. You don't even know how to cherish the opportunity."
Little Meng Wan remained unmoved. She lowered her head and continued to study her illusion, wanting to know what was not perfect.
The little boy sighed and offered concession, "Since you're unwilling to accept free instruction, let's make a deal."
"What deal?"
Little Meng Wan looked up at him.
"How about I teach you a genjutsu and you answer a question?"
Xiao Mengwan thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay."
Under the guidance of the little boy, little Meng Wan quickly mastered the essence of this magic. The butterfly-loving flower she condensed with magic was so real that it could be mistaken for the real thing.
"Well, now that I've taught you illusion, it's time for you to answer my questions."
The little boy smiled and clapped his hands, then asked the question that had been brewing in his heart for a long time.
"Answer me, Meng Wan, what did you hear from the Demon Fairy's sermon?"
"The Demon Fairy preaches?"
Little Meng Wan murmured repeatedly, a look of confusion first flashed across her eyes, and then she seemed to be lost in memories.
The little boy looked into her eyes and gave her a gentle reminder.
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