The first trial: Kiss
"But...but what about the soul she's missing?"
The old man shook his head. "It's hard to say for sure at this point. A broken soul could actually give birth to a demonic body and control the entire demon world. I've never seen such a thing before, so I can't make such a definitive conclusion."
He brushed off the dust on himself and said, "Then why did you let Junior Sister enter the illusion to break through the most difficult level of the Ruthless Path? If she really succeeded, the consequences would be unimaginable."
"No," said the old man, "the soul that has been away from the body for many years has become independent. It naturally does not want to return to the body and be controlled again. The person who tied the bell must untie it. Only oneself can be hostile to such a powerful soul. If the source is true, Cong Mo is the best antidote to save the people. Practicing the way of ruthlessness will only strengthen her. When the soul and body touch, do not be controlled by emotions, which will also serve as a beneficial barrier for the immortal mountain."
"Isn't this sending Junior Sister to her own death?" He felt depressed. "The soul disappears, and the body remains. Is there no other way?"
The old man smiled and said, "This is the best solution. There are many shortcuts in the world. Both the winding and the straight roads can reach the destination. However, no one would be willing to choose the tortuous road. The immortal mountain will not spend a lot of manpower to protect her alone. Moreover..."
He sighed, "This is the sin committed by Cong Mo's parents. From the moment she set foot on the Immortal Mountain, the fate of paying it back began to unfold."
Tears welled up in Yi's eyes. He was the sword spirit of Elder Qingyi, nurtured by Wuqing Mountain. He should have had a cold temper, but no one expected him to be so loyal in the end. The Immortal Lord Mountain had once considered withdrawing his affections, but was stopped by Elder Qingyi. Yi only remembered that Elder Qingyi was determined at the time, protecting the young him behind him. "Master, everyone's choices are different. Not all those raised by Wuqing Mountain are heartless. I cultivate the path of ruthlessness, and my sword spirit has made his own choices, not necessarily the same as mine. I respect him, and I hope you will respect me too. After all, Wuqing Mountain still has no master, and I am the first. Master, you don't want this mountain to be left barren."
Xi was kept alive, but the old man was punished by several thunderbolts because he contradicted the clan leader and broke the rules of the fairy mountain. He was bedridden for several days. After waking up, he allowed Xi to call him Master instead of Master.
The old man was ruthless, but he would judge the direction of love based on the emotions in the world. With red eyes, he bowed and said, "Master, I hope things will turn around."
The old man nodded slightly but did not answer.
Leng Can unfolded the scroll, and the emptiness dazzled his eyes. He tugged at Cong Mo's arm, "Xiao Mo, what kind of test do you think this will be?"
"I don't know." Cong Mo stood aside with his golden sword raised. "It's very likely that this is a barrier that cannot be broken by force."
Leng Can rolled his eyes, "Aren't you afraid of meeting someone more powerful than you?"
Cong Mo shook his head, "Don't be afraid. There are people in this world who are more powerful than me, but they are not many. It is difficult for me to meet them."
Leng Can: “…”
Is Cong Mo really not showing off to him?
Before he could utter the next word, an old man came flying over on a sword.
"Greetings, Master."
"Greetings, Master."
"Haha..." The old man stroked his white beard, "Are you ready? Once you enter the illusion, you will remember each other and the mission, but your emotions for the characters in the scene will far outweigh this, making it easy to become addicted."
Leng Can raised his hand to answer, "Master, if you are not prepared, can you not participate?"
The old man smiled and said, "No."
Leng Can: “…”
He felt like the only herbivore among carnivores, constantly trying to reveal his identity and beg to be eaten, but everyone pretended not to see and continued to take him to gnaw bones. But the fact was that he didn't know how to gnaw bones, and there was a great possibility that he would be eaten by the prey.
Cong Mo patted his shoulder and said, "Don't be afraid, you won't be unable to get out. Master is just bluffing. At most, your body will be damaged somewhere. I will protect you."
Leng Can: “…”
Thank you!
The old man coughed and waved his hand. The scroll flashed with fairy light. "Open the scroll and enter the fantasy world. Start now."
When I opened my eyes again, I saw a secluded garden.
Cong Mo was carrying a bucket in her hand, and her clothes were rough. Not far away, a man in rich clothes was walking towards her, calling her affectionately, "Mi'er."
Cong Mo shuddered all over, and the next second, all his memories flooded into his mind.
She is a servant in this family and is secretly in love with the young master. They are accidentally caught by the young master's younger brother who is very attached to her and jealous of her. The story is exposed and the couple is separated. Now is the climax and turning point of the story, as their relationship is discovered by the younger brother.
A few big words floated in the sky.
The first level, Cong Mo (as a servant) - love, Leng Can (as the youngest son of the family) - family affection.
She raised her eyes and saw Leng Can, who was hiding in the corner wearing official uniform and acting like a young master. He was staring at them intently. His eyes were not moving between them, but were fixed on the man in front of him with obsession and attachment.
Spiritual power cannot be used in the illusion. Cong Mo had a blank expression on his face, but what he was thinking in his mind was to smash this place to pieces. He clenched his fists and looked at the man walking towards him.
The young master took the bucket and put it on the ground. He took her hand and looked it up and down. "Your hands are rough. Just let other servants do these things."
Cong Mo pulled his hand away forcefully, "If I do this, my wages will be deducted."
"Heh...Mi'er, you're such a jokester! You'll definitely marry me in the future. What's mine is yours, so why would I bother with wages?" The young master chuckled, checking that no one was around, and hugged her. "We can't let anyone know we're in love. It's going to be hard for my Mi'er. You know, a servant like you can't handle the role of mistress. Wait for me. Once I've achieved something and become capable enough, I'll definitely marry you."
Cong Mo pushed him away, feeling calm at his display of affection. "Men and women shouldn't touch each other. We're not married yet, so this shouldn't happen."
The young master looked regretful and held her hand, "Mi'er, are you angry?"
Cong Mo used his peripheral vision to stare at Leng Can, who was quietly moving not far away and constantly approaching them, and said casually, "Maybe."
"Hmph..." The young master chuckled and randomly pinched her chin, forcing her to raise her head.
Cong Mo had to focus his attention on him, loosened his hand, and asked impatiently, "What are you doing?"
The young master was so excited that he didn't take it to heart that she could easily get away from him. He licked his lips and slowly lowered his head, "Mi'er, I missed you so much."
Cong Mo felt offended and stepped back in confusion, "What are you doing?"
The young master grabbed her neck and said, "Kiss you."
Cong Mo widened his eyes and subconsciously raised his foot.
When he reacted, the young master had already fallen to the ground, clutching his stomach in pain, "Mi'er, you..."
Cong Mo showed no sign of apology and pressed him, "You want to kiss me? Don't you know that it's forbidden for men and women to touch each other?"
"We are a couple."
Cong Mo frowned and stepped on his thigh, "You can't even marry me, how can you talk about this?"
The young master screamed in pain, "Ahhh..."
The emotions injected into the scene had no effect, she only absorbed the memories, and her love for the young master seemed to be blocked outside her brain.
There was coldness in her eyes and she pushed hard with her feet. If Leng Can hadn't rushed out and hugged her, the young master's leg would have been broken.
"You're crazy!" The young master retreated in fear, holding up his half-crippled body. "Someone! Someone, quickly catch this lunatic!"
"Xiao Mo!" Leng Can turned around and looked at the man lying on the ground with an expression of pain, and a sharp pain surged in his heart.
This is his most beloved brother. How can he not feel distressed when he sees him in such a miserable state?
He unconsciously let go of Cong Mo and walked towards the young master, "Brother, does it hurt? I..."
"Xiao Can!" Cong Mo grabbed him, his expression unhappy. "He wanted to kiss me. If I didn't fight back, what would the situation be like now? Men and women shouldn't touch each other. He did something wrong! Are you going to defend him now?"
Leng Can shuddered, and instantly came to his senses. He hurriedly explained, "I didn't mean to protect him."
"Calm down." Cong Mo pulled him behind him. "We are in an illusion. This is all fake. Don't be fooled."
She let go of Leng Can and walked towards the young master, "Once I kill the culprit, everything will be solved and we can return to Wuqing Mountain."
"W-what?" Leng Can realized what she meant and grabbed her hand tightly, not letting go. "You want to kill him?"
"Or else?" Cong Mo forcefully pushed him away, quite annoyed at his repeated attempts to defend the young master. He roared, "Do you have a better idea, or do you want to stay here? Leng Can, you've really been misled by your emotions. You shouldn't have a clear mind and should get down the mountain early!"
Leng Can staggered and said in disbelief, "How dare you say that to me?"
"What's wrong with what I said!" Cong Mo refused to give in. "The ruthless way means not being disturbed or trapped by emotions. You are so easily bewitched. You are not a good candidate to stay here."
"Okay!" Leng Can was completely enraged by Cong Mo's words. He threw the young master's life and death to the back of his mind. His eyes were red, and he pinched his waist and started shouting, "Cong Mo, I knew you didn't think highly of me from the beginning. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have come here. All the things you said to coax me were fake. I thought you were just a fool with a brain defect, not a fool who could only talk nonsense. Do you think I want to practice? Bullshit ruthless way, all it does is to train people like you who can only solve problems with violence! I hate you! We are breaking up!"
"Xiaocan, you..."
"Stop arguing!" A faint voice came from below. The two finally broke free from their emotions. Remembering the young master whose legs were almost broken on the ground, he propped himself up and looked at the two of them. "What is the relationship between you two, Mi'er? You actually had an affair with my innocent brother behind my back! I've done something wrong and I'm sorry for you! You actually want to betray me!"
"That's right! My sister and I are having an affair!" Before Cong Mo could say anything, Leng Can grabbed her and pointed at the young master, cursing, "Coward, bastard, you're just trying to get something for nothing! Sister Mi'er is wasting her youth with you. You might as well be with me. At least I'm younger than you, prettier, and I'll live longer!"
The young master suddenly spat out blood, filled with righteous indignation, "You..."
Seeing him like this, Leng Can's heart felt like it was twisted together and his whole face wrinkled. He subconsciously took a step towards him, but was brought back to his senses by the cool temperature in his hand and immediately took a step back.
He took a deep breath, turned around, held her head and kissed her in the face of Cong Mo's puzzled gaze.
Cong Mo: “?”
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