Chapter Twelve Entering Illusion

  Nie Qingyan, nineteen years old, Nine-grade Spiritual Master.

  Nie Qing'an, 19 years old, Spiritualist of the Eighth Rank.

  “……”

  "Bai Yuqing, 16 years old, Spiritual Awakening Eighth Rank."

  Nie Fengtao, 19 years old, Spiritualist Fifth Rank.

  “……”

  Nie Ruxue, 16 years old, Spiritual Awakening Second Rank.

  “……”

  Nie Kong, eighteen years old, Nine Grade Spirit Gathering.

  Nie Xiuzhu, fifteen years old, gathered nine spiritual products.

  “……”

  One by one, the young boys and girls reported their names, ages, and cultivation levels, then walked to the white jade and lotus seats, sat down, joined their palms together with the Ling Spirit Stone, placed it on their lower abdomen at the "Ling Shen San Que" position, and quietly observed the other people of the same age around them. As long as they entered the Mortal Life Illusion Realm, everyone here would become an opponent, an enemy. Signing up before taking a seat was also to increase mutual understanding among everyone.

  Among the hundreds of people, sixty percent were Nie family members, and the rest came from various families affiliated with the Nie family in Jicheng City. Among them, the generation of the Nie family was the most complicated, with Qingzi, Fengzi, and Xiuzi generations, and even more than a dozen 14- or 15-year-old Lingzi generation youngsters.

  After Nai Kong sat down, he found that many people were intentionally or unintentionally sizing him up. There were familiar faces like Nai Xiuzhu and Nai Xiugo, as well as guys he had only just heard of. Among them was someone who left a deep impression on Nai Kong - Nie Fengtao, who possessed the cultivation base of Tongling Fifth Grade.

  Those people sneered and stole glances at Nie Kong, as if he was already a dead fish on the chopping board. Nie Kong's eyebrows furrowed slightly, it seemed that the danger of entering the Life and Death Illusionary Realm far exceeded his expectations, if an irreversible situation really occurred, even if he killed himself to leave, he couldn't be caught by others.

  Having made up his mind, Nie Kong put down his guard and swept his eyes around the room, finally landing on a girl named Bai Yuqing.

  She was born into the Bai family, which is a middle-class family in Jicheng City and also a vassal of the Nie family.

  Among the hundreds of people, she is an outstanding member, with a cultivation base of Tongling Eight Ranks at just sixteen years old. What's most striking is that her face is youthful and tender, but her figure is exceptionally fiery, with a prominent front and back, a slender waist, and a mature physique that is in no way inferior to those adult women. From the training grounds to the Life and Death Palace, there have always been either astonished or greedy eyes wandering over her plump and delicate body.

  Unfortunately, this woman was extremely cold and arrogant, not giving a slight smile to anyone who tried to approach her. Her white and delicate face never showed any hint of a smile. After sitting cross-legged on the white jade cushion, Bai Yujing closed her eyes, as still as an ice sculpture that had remained unchanged for thousands of years.

  What a juvenile delinquent! The word that had been so tempting in his past life involuntarily flashed through his mind, Nie Kong hurriedly muttered "Amidaku, Amidaku" to himself in silent repentance, then calmly waited with eyes closed, still having a long time to go.

  It is said that the life and death fantasy realm will only open at noon. After everyone enters, a seven-day game of hunting and being hunted will immediately unfold, with those who may be doing the hunting possibly being the young man present or the various spiritual beasts within the life and death fantasy realm; those who can hold on for the top ten rankings will all receive rewards.

  "Shasha..."

  Time slowly slipped away. When all the young men were seated, the Mortal Hall was silent, except for the sound of people's breathing and heartbeat, only the hourglass in the corner of the hall, which had just been turned over not long ago, kept making a faint sound, and the atmosphere inside the hall became depressing.

  "Boom!"

  The moment the hourglass turned over, a sudden burst of thunder shook the hall, and the conical fantasy realm suddenly rose into the air, suspended in mid-air, spinning violently. The texture on its surface shot out even more intense white light, causing the young men's eyes to ache, almost simultaneously closing their eyes.

  Nie Qing Song and the nine elders Nie Xing Dong, etc., had profound cultivation and were not affected by this white light array. They remained calm and serene, still staring at the Illusory Realm.

  In mid-air, the bottom plate of the Phantom Territory suddenly extended a section of inverted sharp cone and rapidly expanded. In the blink of an eye, it became completely symmetrical with the upper half. The cone tip was pressed against the slightly protruding seven-colored stone ball on the ground below. The stone ball resembled a Phantom Spirit Stone but was several times larger than a regular one.

  "Hum!"

  Dazzling seven-colored aurora suddenly burst out from the stone ball, flowing like water through the conical tip and spreading throughout the fantasy realm. The fantasy spirit stones held in everyone's hands in the hall seemed to be driven, buzzing with vibration, emitting shards of aurora that resonated with the fantasy realm.

  Hah! Hah! Hah......

  In an instant, a seven-colored light burst out of the fantasy realm and accurately fell on each young man. Almost in the blink of an eye, hundreds of people were completely enveloped by the colorful light. As time quickly passed, the light grew more intense, finally wrapping people up tightly, like a seven-colored cocoon.

  At this moment, the Life and Death Palace was surrounded by a halo of light that flowed and changed, shining brightly like a dream. Seeing this, Nie Qing Song and others all revealed faint smiles on their faces...

  ……

  At the moment when the seven-colored light curtain fell, Nie Kong felt as if he was floating in a warm spring, with an extremely comfortable and pleasant feeling. In a daze, Nie Kong felt that his spiritual consciousness seemed to have separated from his body and flowed into the Illusory Spirit Stone in his hand. Immediately after, a strong pulling force seemed to come from the darkness, and Nie Kong rushed forward along the arc-shaped light between his physical body and the Illusory Realm, like a shooting star.

  "Ah."

  Everything in front of him was pitch black, Nie Kong couldn't help but let out a soft cry. As soon as the sound left his mouth, bright light flooded into his eyes. When he opened them again, he found himself transported to a completely unfamiliar world. The ground was covered with lush green grass, and towering mountains rose in the distance, their peaks hidden in the clouds.

  The sky was empty of sun, moon and stars, but it was crystal clear. There wasn't a single person in sight nearby, nor did I know where the hundreds of people had fallen to.

  "Is this the boundary between life and death?"

  Recalling the information about the Life and Death Illusionary Realm, Nie Kong hastily pinched his leg, a sharp pain surged in, making him grit his teeth, gasp for breath, and his body hair stood on end.

  This damn place is really weird, pinching like that outside would be about the same as a mosquito bite, but here it almost made me pass out.

  Nie Kong cursed silently, now he began to understand why the family would choose so many people to come and temper themselves. Dying once in this ghostly place, especially dying in a more painful way and then resurrecting outside, if one didn't collapse, it was impossible for their will not to change.

  Of course, this transformation has its good and bad sides.

  Some young people may never recover from this, and some temperaments will become even more resilient. The vast majority of the latter will evolve into the backbone of the Nie family in the future, or even the pillars of the middle school. For example, the patriarch Nie Qing Song, the ninth elder, etc., and even Nie Qing Feng, Nie Qing Hong, etc. all came from this route.

  The pain slightly alleviated, Nie Kong focused his mind on the "Ling Shen San Jue", and immediately discovered that Xiang Xiang had also followed him into the illusionary realm. Originally, Nie Kong was worried that without the herbs to feed it, the little guy would starve to death after he entered the life-and-death illusionary realm.

  In just a few seconds, Nie Kong received another good news, that the pet backpack was also on this side, with no shortage of golden needles, Rebirth Dew, medicinal herbs and clothes inside. The Mortal World and the Illusory Realm, seemingly real yet fake, truly fake yet true, these words were indeed correct, Nie Kong's heart was filled with surprise and admiration.

  After a while, Nie Kong calmed down. There was no road in this place, so Nie Kong casually chose a direction and walked past. Before long, he entered the dense forest.

  "Ah..."

  A shrill, heart-wrenching scream echoed from afar. As a doctor, Nie Kong had seen many dead bodies and was accustomed to the anguished cries of patients, but this time, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, as if the mournful wails from all eighteen layers of hell were converging in his ears.

  Who's the poor guy who just came in and died, and still managed to make such a big scene?

  ……