coobybook Chapter 133 Breaking the Delusion
Chapter 133 Breaking the Delusion
"During the Tianji period, a demon from another world appeared in the world of cultivation. He brought disaster to the world and disrupted the laws of nature. The cultivators worked together to eliminate him."
"This demon is a disciple of Yun Xian, the head of the Qing Huizong sect."
After just a few words, Lu Zhaozhao's hands were shaking so hard that they couldn't move.
The demon from another world, Yunxian’s disciple, isn’t she the one you are talking about?
What was the ending? Was she annihilated by the combined efforts of the cultivators? Was this her fate? Was it a punishment bestowed upon her by the heavens as an uninvited intruder?
Lu Zhaozhao slowed down his breathing.
Rubbing the book with my fingertips, the rough matte texture is like holding a pirated book. It roughly copies the content of the story, but adds a little tail to it, making the whole article deviate from the original core.
She looked around and took a look around, taking in every corner inside and outside.
She was indeed the only one here.
"This is just a trial, Lu Zhaozhao, just a trial."
She murmured softly, trying to comfort herself, but her eyelashes, trembling like butterfly wings, revealed her nervousness and anxiety.
In this world, everyone operates according to the logic of this book, that is, the way of heaven. Only she, a real outsider, acts to change the fate of this character, and in the process, she inadvertently changes the fate of others.
Like the butterfly effect, the operation has deviated from the outline. What kind of punishment will Lu Zhaozhao, the instigator, suffer?
She stood there helplessly, in total silence. She opened the window and walked out the door, only to find another identical room, endless, like a blocked cage, shackled her.
Subconsciously, the book fell to the ground and she took a step back.
"She moved."
The audience at the foot of the mountain kept watching the movements of the five people climbing the stairs. They stopped in the smoke and did not move for a long time.
Until this moment, Lu Zhaozhao took the first step, but he did not move upwards, but retreated downwards.
"What's wrong with her?"
The people below were whispering to each other, not quite understanding what was happening.
In the crowd, Ying Che's face turned pale.
As someone who had attended a Golden Palace Banquet, this scene couldn't be more familiar to him.
The so-called trials of the Golden Terrace are actually more of a test of one's character. They will bring out a person's deepest fears, and even if they are well hidden, they will be thoroughly dug out and magnified bit by bit before one's eyes.
Lu Zhaozhao's career went smoothly for the first ten years of his life.
Born into a family of cultivators, she joined a top sect at an early age. Her talent, background, and appearance were all top-notch. Even the cultivation process that caused pain to many cultivators seemed to be easy for her. Logically speaking, she shouldn't have any difficulties.
Therefore, before the competition began, Ying Che had great confidence in Lu Zhaozhao.
Liao Chou lived a lonely life in the first half of his life, and the master's physical condition tortured him day and night; Yao Tong was kind-hearted but easily trapped by it; Sang Pan was even more miserable, as a casual cultivator who could reach this point, the pain he had gone through was self-evident.
The only person who was similar to Lu Zhaozhao was Master Bai Yuan from Wenyuan Academy. They had similar life experiences and had never experienced any major storms.
But to Ying Che's surprise, he didn't expect Lu Zhaozhao to be the first to retreat.
After years of living together, he knew Lu Zhaozhao's character very well. She had a strong mind and didn't seem to be faking it. Could it be that she was hiding such a great fear in her heart?
Fortunately, Lu Zhaozhao only took a step back and stopped again.
She picked up the book again.
The best way to defeat fear is to face it.
After countless struggles, Lu Zhaozhao finally calmed down and faced this novel with a flashy cover.
After flipping through a few pages, she realized that the sentences that made her most uneasy were just one of all the story lines.
This book bears the name of the original work, but its content is completely unrelated to the original work.
After a quick flip, I saw five or six world lines.
The first one is that the evil woman was killed.
Later, there was Lu Zhaozhao who attempted to change the course of Heaven and was strangled by Heaven. There was Lu Zhaozhao who was jealous of his junior sister and injured someone and was punished and died in depression. There was Lu Zhaozhao who framed and harmed his fellow disciples and was cursed by thousands of people and committed suicide out of shame...
All in all, this is a novel that could be nicknamed "A Thousand Ways to Die of Lu Zhaozhao".
Only the last world line, after Lu Zhaozhao looked carefully, it was not finished yet, but the Lu Zhaozhao in the book had experienced exactly the same things as she had, and now, the update stopped at the stage of participating in the Golden Palace Banquet.
It is a bold guess that the identity of Lu Zhaozhao must have been possessed by more than one person, and she, Lu Zhaozhao, is just one of them.
But everyone before them failed for one reason or another, and they lost their lives because of it. And now, Lu Zhaozhao is reborn again.
Her story continues, and she doesn't know what will happen next because it's all unknown.
The future is unknown, but not now!
The book turned to the last page, and Lu Zhaozhao looked at the words "To be continued" at the bottom corner, his thoughts racing.
Then, she slowly closed the book and held it in her hand. Suddenly, a burst of fire appeared from her palm. The flames quickly engulfed the book, and the pages fluttered in the flames.
The firelight illuminated his eyes, making them look particularly bright.
Lu Zhaozhao watched quietly as the book turned to ashes.
At the same time, a voice sounded in my ears.
"Are not you afraid?"
Aren't you afraid?
Of course she was afraid, but in another way, she wasn't afraid.
At least here, she knew how to break the illusion.
Niye was summoned out and stabbed into the abdomen with lightning speed.
Unusually, no blood flowed out, the sword pierced through the body without even causing any pain.
The body gradually began to become transparent.
During the process of fading away, that voice sounded in my ears again.
"Deep love does not bring longevity, and excessive wisdom can lead to premature death."
Lu Zhaozhao raised the corner of her mouth. She didn't know where the voice came from, but she knew that it could hear her if she spoke here.
So she said, "This is not what I want, but since I have chosen this path, I am not afraid of the consequences."
The smoke in front of her eyes grew thicker and thicker, and the scene inside the house became more and more blurred. All Lu Zhaozhao could see was thick white, and she heard a sigh in her ears.
It is eternal and long, as if it has come through thousands of years.
He opened his eyes again and took a step forward subconsciously.
"She reached the next level of the Heavenly Stage!"
Someone exclaimed, and the sound even faintly reached Lu Zhaozhao's ears.
Ying Che immediately raised his head, his eyes full of disbelief.
He knew very well that no one had ever been able to wake up and move on after encountering difficulties.
In the last journey of that year, his inner fear was infinitely magnified, and even after he barely passed it, it left a huge shadow. In the following year, this scene often appeared in his dreams.
After he woke up, he saw the actions of the people around him. They walked down step by step unconsciously and automatically withdrew from the competition. Their actions and expressions were exactly the same as Lu Zhaozhao at the beginning.
"Junior sister..."
Ying Che frowned. Why was the Lu Zhaozhao in front of him so different from the junior sister he was familiar with?
There was a glimmer of hope in front of him. After a while, Lu Zhaozhao could see the road under his feet again.
She stood on the steps and looked around.
This time, the fog lifted and she saw other people.
Yaotong looked extremely painful and she stepped back involuntarily.
Liao Chou was not in a much better condition. Although he did not show any pain on his face, he kept backing away.
A person with compassion in his heart is therefore devastated; a person who has never felt kindness, how can he be liberated?
Lu Zhaozhao felt a little reluctant. She was good friends with Yaotong and selfishly didn't want her to leave, but she could do nothing. She even wanted to help her, but was blocked by the invisible restraints under her feet.
Master Bai Yuan opened her eyes at this moment. She looked at Lu Zhaozhao, a little surprised, but also felt it made sense.
The two men met eyes and realized that there would be more than one winner in this trip, and it seemed that there would be another decision to be made later.
The two of them walked up step by step at their own pace.
They had only walked half the distance when the people below could no longer see them clearly.
Only Sang Pan was left there.
In a place where no one could see him, he opened his eyes, and his eyes were clear.
From beginning to end, he did not fall into the illusion.
Perhaps the Golden Terrace saw through his identity and blocked his way forward; or perhaps the fear in his heart was too great, and the thousand-year-old loneliness and resentment was too much for the Terrace to bear.
In short, this is the end of his trip.
But fortunately, he never thought about actually going on stage, which is good enough.
He turned around and walked down step by step.