"So, after I ca to you, you treated this way?"
Wang Qi looked at the Chen Feng in front of him, full of disbelief.
"This is for your own good." Chen Feng calmly flipped through a book on his lap, even leisurely biting into a Red Pear from the coffee table beside him.
Wang Qi didn't expect that upon relying on this place, he would be trapped in this room by Chen Feng's strange illusion technique.
Wang Qi was about to jump up: "You... hurry up and release !"
"I'm doing this for your own good!"
Wang Qi took a deep sigh, then walked up to Chen Feng and struck out with his palm.
Chen Feng raised his arm to block Wang Qi's palm: "What are you doing?"
"All you say is 'It's for your own good,' chanically. I just want to test whether this you in front of is also an illusion." Wang Qi carefully examined his surroundings.
The fruit on the table was indeed decreasing. The book Chen Feng was flipping through was entirely unfamiliar to him, and its contents didn't seem made-up. He could even hear the faint sound of waves and people coming and going outside. After listening for a long ti, he found there was no repetition.
In other words, the environnt here was entirely real.
But Wang Qi knew he had fallen into an illusion, and it was a particularly advanced one.
The reason was simple. He was entirely unable to walk out of this reception room.
Whether through the door or the window, he would undoubtedly end up back here, back in this room, as if in a film with abrupt cuts.
Wang Qi still didn't understand the principle or chanism of this illusion. If not for the lack of any sensation of space bending, and knowing that Chen Feng would not switch factions, he might suspect it was a space spell similar to a Mobius Ring or Klein Bottle. He couldn't even discern which parts around him were real and which were fake—or had Chen Feng simply distorted his judgnt chanism, even his logical thinking?
This is a kind of advanced illusion; even knowing you've been ensnared, you still get fooled.
It seems this guy hasn't been slacking off after advancing to the Golden Core... truly troubleso...
"I really am doing this for your own good," Chen Feng said calmly. "Don't resist it so much."
"Hey, I've already told you, okay?" Wang Qi grumbled. "Isn't it just the Dao Heart Test, a psychological assessnt by the Yangshen Pavilion? I've done it, so what more do you want?"
"I don't want much. I just hope that as a cultivator of the Yangshen Pavilion, you'll be a bit more honest." Chen Feng waved the evaluation test sheet in his hand. "My personal suggestion is that you do need to have a good talk with others."
"A talk? Isn't there no problem?"
Chen Feng casually tossed the fruit core into the trash bin: "That's precisely where the problem lies."
"Having no problems is the problem?"
"You're too smart," Chen Feng replied. "You can understand what 'normalcy' is and, of course, can perform 'normal' actions."
Wang Qi frowned: "You..."
Had what he said to Mao Zimiao that day already spread so widely? Who on earth...
"Don't look at like that, Youjia told ," Chen Feng quickly raised his hands. "She's genuinely worried about you."
Wang Qi sat back down opposite Chen Feng: "I'm really sorry, but this approach is hard for to accept."
"There's nothing hard to accept about it, is there?" Chen Feng said. "If you're worried about privacy, there's no need. Every cultivator in the Yangshen Pavilion takes a Heart Demon Oath before doing this; they will definitely not reveal your... private matters."
The Heart Demon Oath is a special kind of psychological suggestion. Violating this suggestion triggers persistent ntal unrest. For cultivators, this ans an inability to focus, affecting Circulation and control over their mana, potentially leading to continuous Deviation.
Wang Qi irritably grabbed an apple from the table, took a bite—it was unmistakably sweet and tart; this place must be real—and said, "What if I told you secrets that are extrely against norm, even illegal, what would you do? If I were really a Banished Immortal wanting to overthrow the Immortal Alliance, what would you do? How do you know you wouldn't sacrifice yourself for righteousness? How do you know if the Immortal Alliance isn't researching ways to undo Heart Demon suggestions?"
"You..." Chen Feng shook his head. "Such extre moral dilemmas hardly happen, right?"
"Aren't you afraid of 'what if'?"
Chen Feng's expression suddenly beca horrified: "You wouldn't really..."
"I wouldn't," Wang Qi waved his hand affirmatively. "Did you really believe that?"
"Can't not believe it. You just said half a month ago you were ready to stop being a human." Chen Feng sighed. "Are you avoiding sothing?"
"Avoiding what?!" Wang Qi retorted. "How can I explain this to you? Oh, okay, I admit, I might have a bit of a problem, but I can gradually learn how to gather my heart and mind, how to ta my heart and control my thoughts. You don't have to worry about this."
"To be honest, I still want to believe you. But, Youjia entrusted with this." Chen Feng shrugged.
Wang Qi muttered, "Mind your own business..."
"Maybe she's just confused because she cares. But you, are you really sure you don't have any issues at all?" Chen Feng shook his head, then added, "Maybe you can rely on yourself to accomplish your heart's desires, but isn't having help a bit more effective? It's effective."
"Even if you an well, I have to say, I refuse." Wang Qi stubbornly shook his head.
Chen Feng casually picked up a fruit and said, "As you wish. I've also twisted your sense of ti in the process. So I'm sure I'm more patient than you."
"You, you're as annoying as always."
"And so are you," Chen Feng said. "Honestly, transforming yourself into a Sea God type? Only you would co up with that. Just for that, I think you're really out of your mind."
"Even if sothing does happen, I'm confident I can handle it." Wang Qi snorted coldly.
Even if it's true, as Mi said, that the thinking pattern of the Sea God type causes human personality dissociation, it doesn't matter. The reproduction of the Sea God type is actually restricted by the environnt, and it can't be too quick. During this process, he has ample ti to use thods similar to the Divine Plague Curse Technique to correct his mind.
This aspect has actually been calculated.
Wang Qi is not without confidence.
"No matter how you argue, the nature of this matter won't change." Chen Feng persuaded, "Co on, talk about things that made you unhappy in the past. I promised I wouldn't say anything to anyone, just to make you feel better. You wouldn't want to use the final ans, directly induce your mind, and read your mories, right?"
After saying this, Chen Feng felt his collar being lifted. Then, he saw the anger fire in Wang Qi's eyes.
It wasn't the anger of being insulted, but the anger of a small beast when its territory is invaded.
"Chen Feng, protect your mind and don't let hurt you," Wang Qi exhaled, "I'm really done playing."
"Wha... you..."
Chen Feng imdiately felt the illusion he had been maintaining begin to collapse.
Countless pieces of nonsensical information intensely disturbed the illusion he released, leading the inherent logic of the illusion into a new cycle. Then, the transparent layer "covering" the world shattered.
Wang Qi's dataized cultivation thod is equally the bane of illusions. Wang Qi still can't directly perform illusions solely with mana, but he can disrupt illusions. After achieving True Self alignnt, his mana itself is of the sa standard as illusion technique.
Chen Feng, a cultivator at the Golden Core Stage, due to his cultivation thod, has a mana total slightly exceeding that of a naked Wang Qi. But Wang Qi wasn't trying to completely counteract Chen Feng's illusion, he just needed to make this illusion no longer coherent, and the perfect illusion would fall apart.
But Chen Feng was not surprised by this.
He clearly felt, within Wang Qi's mana, sothing more advanced and substantial than Boxing Intent: "Heart Intent."
"Divine Separation Sense Transformation? How is it possible? You've already found the path to the Primordial Spirit?"
Chen Feng exclaid, simultaneously his Life Fla erupted to protect himself, isolating Wang Qi's "attack." Perhaps Wang Qi himself didn't an to attack, but his mana inherently contained dangerous elents.
Chen Feng was shocked: "Wang Qi, you..."
"Sorry, brother, I'm absolutely restraining you with my cultivation now."
Wang Qi chuckled a couple of tis, then stepped out the door.
After walking out of the reception room where Chen Feng was, Wang Qi lightly sighed, "Alright, alright... how old am I exactly?"
Why was I angry just now?
Wang Qi himself was actually not too averse to recalling the past. The only thing he didn't want was for Chen Feng to extract the "previous life" events from his mind.
But why shy away?
Based on the matters with the Banished Immortal, contacting the Dragon Clan, and dealing with the Sea God type, the Immortal Alliance actually isn't wary of the Alien Clan, but wary of Immortals. If he's already hopeful for the Primordial Spirit, then even if the fact that he's a transmigrator is exposed, it wouldn't matter—especially since Earth is a world where science flourishes.
Even if he tells it outright, it doesn't matter, but he just doesn't want to say it.
"My actual psychological youth is much lower than I thought... Is it constrained by the physical body? The decades of past life, and those tis of reincarnation in Senior Sister's Imagined Space during the instance, don't count at all?"
Wang Qi completely doesn't understand his current state.
"One day I'll apologize to that guy Chen Feng; he ant well after all."
Wang Qi helplessly shook his head with a bitter smile. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welco to go to Qidian (qidian) to cast a recomndation vote, monthly vote, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read at m.qidian.)
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