Chapter 1746: Chapter 1776: It’s Her! That Woman!
What kind of move is this?
Spirit attack?
The direct reading of his memories made Li Xiaobai’s heart tremble with unease. If his secrets were exposed, it would cause a huge uproar.
Ever since entering the Eighteen Layers of Hell, he had felt not quite right. The System was supposedly immune to all spirit attacks, yet he was tormented by the Illusionary Realm, and now Mr. Yu was reading his memories. Such defiant means were unimaginable.
“Hmm?”
“There’s another layer below the Immortal Gods Realm; I’ve heard of this, but I didn’t expect there to be an Immortal Spirit Continent beneath the Central Origin Realm. So, there are three layers in total, which is knowledge enough to break the cultivators’ understanding of the Immortal Gods Realm.”
“You are a powerful one, being able to cross two realms on your own. Even folk novels wouldn’t dare write this.”
Mr. Yu was leisurely flipping through the life experiences of Li Xiaobai, reading carefully.
“What kind of method is this? How can you read my mind?”
“What do you want to do?”
Li Xiaobai wanted to break free from this bind. Black flames like ink burst from his body, burning everything. His body was under control, but the System was not, easily releasing Hellfire. This was his strongest attack method at the moment.
“Eh?”
“This is the black flame from the first layer of the furnace. It’s said that once it sticks, it can’t be extinguished and will burn forever.”
“You actually have this on you too. You truly are like the child of destiny. It seems there are secrets I haven’t read yet.”
Mr. Yu looked at the black flames enveloping himself without a trace of panic, just writing and drawing in an open book with pen and ink on Li Xiaobai’s face.
The next second, Li Xiaobai, uncontrollably, retracted the black flame into his body, utterly shocked. The opponent could control his actions, a skill just like the Hundred Percent Barehanded Blade Catch!
Moreover, Mr. Yu’s ability was more domineering; the Hundred Percent just made people kneel, whereas Mr. Yu could control others’ actions.
This doesn’t seem like a Cultivation Technique, so what kind of ability is it?
“Your experiences are very peculiar. I’ve seen many young talents, and compared to you, they are all fools, mud. I won’t harm you; I want to complete an earth-shattering work with you.”
Mr. Yu’s eyes were crazed, flickering with a demonic red color.
“Who exactly are you?”
Li Xiaobai calmed his mind, devising from Mr. Yu’s words that the latter hadn’t discovered the existence of the System, merely seeing him as a body cultivator. Everything related to the System was automatically altered into plausible explanations.
“My name is Yu Huan Shui, a Great Grandmaster in the Literature Circle, living by the Boundary Sea. I was thrown into this ghost place by the Ten Kings of Hell for exposing the Netherworld’s doings over recent years.”
“But I don’t resent them at all. If it weren’t for coming here, I wouldn’t have met you, nor would I have this marvelous opportunity.”
Mr. Yu, whose real name was Yu Huan Shui, had only perused a few pages of memory, yet his attitude toward Li Xiaobai took a complete turn as if he saw a rare treasure.
“Reading others’ memories, manipulating at will, you deserve to be locked up. That runaway Netherworld Messenger was also scared out of his wits because you read his memory, wasn’t he?”
Li Xiaobai asked coldly.
“Indeed, you truly are a born protagonist; it’s all written on the pages. It seems like you’re questioning me, but you’re really trying to gather more information about me. Remaining calm under such circumstances is indeed fitting for the chosen one!”
“No harm in telling you, the Illusionary Realm here is incredible. Coupled with my cultivation being sealed almost entirely, the power I can wield is pathetically weak, hence needing some medium to read others’ memories. For instance, the story you just saw—if you hadn’t immersed yourself fully and resonated with it, I definitely couldn’t have opened your pages.”
Yu Huan Shui answered every question, wholeheartedly flipping through the pages, completely becoming a fanatic.
Li Xiaobai spoke no more; his thoughts would turn into words printed on the pages, entirely at Yu Huan Shui’s mercy.
In his mind, Yang Chen’s voice was anxious: “Junior Brother, I’ve never heard of this person. Turning others into books to read, this ability should be some kind of Rule Power. Being trapped in the eighteenth layer and still capable of this, his cultivation is unfathomable, even rivaling us brothers!”
“Before you took the flame back, he wrote on your face: Retract the flame and do not harm Mr. Yu!”
Li Xiaobai tried to prevent his fourth brother from being detected, asking internally: “I don’t know who’s stronger, Yu Huan Shui or Baihe Boy.”
Yang Chen replied: “Naturally, it’s Yu Huan Shui. Although Baihe’s ability is strange, it’s ultimately manageable.”
Li Xiaobai nodded, feeling the bitter taste of being manipulated. Yet, for now, there seemed to be no danger, but who knows what Yu Huan Shui would do after reading his whole life.
This self-proclaimed Literature Circle Great Grandmaster seemed like a cultivator who loves playing with words; could it be he’s about to write down his life story?
If so, he would hardly be killed.
Amidst chaotic thoughts, an exclamation pulled him back to reality.
“You kid, in just a year or two of cultivation, you already have a wife, and she even came to you!”
“Let me see, her name is Long Xue, she’s of the Dragon Race, age twenty-eight.”
“Height one meter seventy-five, measures ninety-two, ninety, fifty-nine, and on the first night of the wedding, she was the one who made the first move!”
Yu Huan Shui’s shock and awe at invading privacy, although words were not as stimulating as images, still left Li Xiaobai feeling quite embarrassed; this guy really deserved to die!
“Senior, after reading, please release the bind. I won’t run.”
Li Xiaobai said with a grim face.
“Of course, of course, you won’t run; your courage is outstanding, it’s all written in the book.”
“Look here, this part says you have six brothers and sisters, two senior sisters and four brothers; you’re ranked seventh among them, and the seven of you even fought your way up to the Immortal Gods Realm.”
“Let me see what they all look like, although my cultivation is sealed, I can barely manage to look at a few portraits.”
“First, let me see the sixth brother, the fat dead weight who taught you how to cheat; he’s quite the talent, hmm, just as I imagined. Now, let me check on the senior sister; female cultivators in the Cultivation World are one prettier than the other, haven’t you and your senior sister had any romantic gossip?”
Yu Huan Shui was a chatterbox, talking to himself while eagerly flipping through, full of impatience.
Li Xiaobai noticed that with the deepening of the reading, Yu Huan Shui even learned some very trendy terms, such as public opinion, idol, male love, romantic gossip, skillfully using them, showing a strong learning ability.
However, soon, the thatched hut fell into silence.
Yu Huan Shui stopped speaking, and the atmosphere turned eerily quiet.
Li Xiaobai stared at the man in front of him; his fingers that flipped the pages froze, his lips quivering, even trembling, eyes fixed on a picture of a pure and lovely woman.
Beside the portrait, a small line of writing: “Second senior sister, Ye Wushuang!”
“It’s her, that woman!”