Chapter 1745: Chapter 1775: Your Story Is Fascinating
It looked fine just now, why is it out again?
He recalled Baihe Boy’s previous words, the Illusionary Realm here is different from the outside world, it can materialize, which means the System can be immune to spiritual attacks from the Illusionary Realm, but when physical entities are fabricated, although the System is immune, his eyes can still see them.
It’s not that the System has failed, on the contrary, precisely because the System blocks all spiritual attacks, he can see everything inside the 18th Level of Hell, whether it’s reality or fantasy.
“Got separated from Baihe, which way was this road supposed to lead?”
Li Xiaobai examined his surroundings, all the buildings and streets looked the same, making it difficult to determine the direction.
“It’s good to be separated, take this opportunity to find Second Sister, the words from Mr. Yu earlier were enough to confirm that Second Sister is here!”
Yang Chen’s voice said.
“Indeed, this road diverges from Baihe Boy, following it down should lead to other prisoners.”
Li Xiaobai nodded, continued along the path, Yang Chen only established a mental link with him, which allowed him to vaguely sense the outside world but couldn’t clearly distinguish between illusion and reality, he could only explore on his own, fortunately, this level had no offensive power, it was entirely targeted at spiritual attacks.
In front was a barren area with fewer and fewer houses, Li Xiaobai smelled the familiar scent of decomposing insect corpses, just like he had smelled in the abandoned fields earlier.
Looking up, his body trembled, a thatched cottage stood quietly there, the plaque at the entrance wrote the three big characters “Mr. Yu”, somehow he had circled back around.
“So the road wasn’t wrong, I was walking in the opposite direction.”
“That’s okay too, Mr. Yu seems to know about the existence of the fifth person, questioning him might just lead to Second Sister’s whereabouts.”
Li Xiaobai stepped forward and knocked on the door.
“The door isn’t locked, come in directly.”
A familiar hoarse voice came from inside.
“My apologies, Senior.”
Li Xiaobai pushed open the door, the man on the bed was still reading, occasionally making tutting noises with his mouth.
“It’s you, didn’t you come earlier? What’s wrong this time, where’s Baihe?”
Mr. Yu glanced at Li Xiaobai, uninterested, and asked.
“The Supreme Deity went ahead to look for other prisoners, left me to ask what you meant by mentioning five people just now.”
Li Xiaobai remained unfazed, spouting nonsense with a serious face.
“Hmm?”
“Didn’t he not believe before? Why a change of heart midway?”
“No wonder Ksitigarbha’s effective subordinate, sharper than ordinary people, five people means five people, literally, there are five creatures in this 18th Level of Hell.”
Mr. Yu gazed at Li Xiaobai, amused expression spread across his face.
Li Xiaobai continued asking, “Where is he, is it a man or woman? How did they get in?”
“It’s a woman, but I should be asking you how she got in. Prisoners have rights too, there was supposed to be four inmates in the four corners of the Eighteen Levels of Hell, with no danger to life, so what does an extra person mean?”
“If life is threatened, we would go crazy.”
Mr. Yu put down the book, looking somewhat indignant.
“A woman?”
“Where is she, I’ll handle it later, there’s no need to worry.”
Li Xiaobai nodded and continued to ask.
“I do not know where she resides either, she always appears suddenly and then disappears mysteriously.”
“But when you learned it was a woman, your eyes inadvertently shifted a few degrees to the lower left corner, and your breathing paused briefly, although your energy and blood remained stable, it was enough to show you came here alone, unrelated to Baihe, you’re here looking for someone.”
Mr. Yu’s eyes burned with intensity, “I could tell you were up to no good just by how you peeked around outside.”
“It was indeed the Great God White Crane’s order, how else could I wander around aimlessly?”
“Senior overthinks, letting me come to greet you is also out of concern for your safety.”
Li Xiaobai laughed, appearing calm as an old dog, while panicking internally, his superb acting had been seen through.
Sure enough, the big shots imprisoned here are not easy to deal with, they are all experts, every eyelash is empty.
“A good talent for mischief and deception, not showing any flaw until being unveiled, it’s a pity, the light in your hand has been extinguished, you must have been separated from Baihe.”
“Even if there were doubts, Baihe wouldn’t have let you come alone, likewise, if you knew who I am, you would certainly not risk it.”
“But never mind, I just finished writing something, you come evaluate it, if your critique is good, I will tell you where that woman is.”
Mr. Yu carefully lifted a piece of calligraphy from the bed and placed it on the table.
“Alright, since it’s written by Senior, I shall certainly observe and appreciate it carefully.”
Li Xiaobai braced himself to examine it closely, uncertain if Mr. Yu, unaffected by the Illusionary Realm, could unleash his original powers, he dared not leave rashly.
Squinting at the ink on the table, he realized it wasn’t poetry or song but an article, telling a complete story.
The densely packed characters gave him a headache, he hadn’t read much since entering the Cultivation World.
The longest he’d read was publishing opinions in newspapers to guide public opinions.
“Senior is knowledgeable, this is still written in classical Chinese, I’ve read little, let me savor it properly.”
Li Xiaobai scanned line by line.
“In today’s world, national learning is declining, literary destiny is waning, the rich enjoy wine and meat, I, too, eat meat daily, counted as half a rich person, only a broken temple, a poor Taoist, insufficient incense offerings make it hard to ensure good weather below the mountain…”
“For three hundred years, searching for meat, eating half daily…”
“…”
Mr. Yu’s story was about a Taoist guarding the mountains, who inexplicably obtained a piece of meat, eating half daily, who would find the meat replenished the next day. Over time, the Taoist always had meat to eat, was full of energy, and remained youthful.
The people below the mountain regarded the Taoist as a Living Immortal.
Li Xiaobai rubbed his eyes and after a while, finally understood, the story wasn’t finished, a short page only briefly introduced the Taoist’s peculiar experience.
“Senior, your literary prowess is superb, I am in awe and cannot hope to match it.”
Li Xiaobai tried to compliment him, flatter him, but suddenly realized Mr. Yu wasn’t listening, he was intently staring at Li Xiaobai’s forehead, with his pen moving, seemingly recording something.
At the same time, Yang Chen’s anxious voice shouted, “Junior Brother, why aren’t you talking, what’s happening outside, I can feel what he’s doing to you, can you still move freely?”
“Senior, what are you writing?”
Li Xiaobai was startled, he realized he couldn’t move a muscle, stuck in a hunched reading posture, and time had unknowingly slipped away by half an incense stick’s time!
“Don’t make noise, let me see your story, I didn’t expect you’re a cultivator specializing in the physical body, interesting, I like unique personalities!”
Mr. Yu looked impatient, his hand sliding across Li Xiaobai’s face a few times, pages turning with a rustling sound.
Inside, Li Xiaobai was horrified, his memories were being read, his experiences turning into pages being perused by Mr. Yu!