Trapped in an Illusion

"Um."

Ye Beixuan nodded slightly and murmured, "Not only is there no demonic energy here, but the Spiritual Qi is also abundant. Although it cannot compare with Miaomiao Mountain, it is no less than the ordinary outer courtyard of the Dao-Seeking Academy."

If an ordinary person came here, they would definitely think they had stumbled into a sacred place.

Upon hearing this, Feng Qiongyu subconsciously frowned slightly. "Husband, it seems that this Buddha Devil is an extremely terrifying existence."

Be careful.

As Ye Beixuan spoke, he subconsciously tightened his grip on Feng Qiongyu's hand, fearing that Feng Qiongyu might suddenly disappear from his side.

For a Half-Saint, this would be an easy task.

"Good."

Feng Qiongyu a surge of sweetness in her heart, but at the same time, she became fully alert.

After walking several hundred paces, the two suddenly came upon a peach grove.

Ye Beixuan stopped and used the Primordial Chaos Mirror to check if these were just ordinary peach trees before continuing on.

After entering the peach blossom grove, the two were greeted by a delightful fragrance that soothed their spirits and caused them to lower their guard without realizing it.

As Feng Qiongyu walked, she suddenly realized that the person beside her had changed; it was no longer Ye Beixuan, but her mother, and the surrounding scenery had transformed into Fire Phoenix Valley.

Could this be an illusion created by the peach blossom forest? But why does it feel so real to me?

Just as she was puzzled, her mother, Feng, spoke up, "Little Feather, what do you want to eat? Mother will buy it for you."

"Mother, where is Beixuan?"

The last shred of reason remaining in Feng Qiongyu's heart made her ask those two words.

"What Beixuan?"

Feng's mother looked at Feng Qiongyu with a puzzled expression. "Didn't you keep saying you wanted to go out and eat something delicious?"

???

Feng Qiongyu subconsciously shook her head, trying to clear her mind. With that shake, her last shred of consciousness vanished.

Her gaze was drawn to a sugar figurine sold by the roadside. She stood on tiptoe, pointed at the vendor, and said, "Mommy, I want a sugar figurine."

"Okay, Mommy will buy it for you."

Feng's mother held Feng Qiongyu's little hand and walked towards the candy vendor.

Before long, Feng Qiongyu had a cute little sugar figurine in her hand.

She took a bite, and it was the taste she had been longing for. Although she was the eldest daughter of the Feng Lineage, the family rules stipulated that no one could indulge in the delicacies of ordinary people.

Those worldly things contain too much impurity, and consuming too much of them will affect one's cultivation.

Therefore, Feng Qiongyu and her peers rarely ate worldly snacks from a young age.

Every time I want to go out for snacks, I have to leave Fire Phoenix Valley. Why are there sugar figurines for sale in Fire Phoenix Valley today?

Although Feng Qiongyu was curious, she didn't delve into it. After wandering around for a while, she returned to the Feng Lineage with her mother and began a day of cultivation.

Her cultivation speed was astonishing; many techniques seemed to be engraved in her mind, making cultivation completely effortless for her.

Years later, Feng Qiongyu had become the new generation's pride of the Feng Lineage, and there were signs that she was about to awaken her Phoenix Bloodline. After learning this good news, the Feng Lineage began to arrange a marriage for Feng Qiongyu.

But whenever the topic of marriage came up, the name Ye Beixuan would flash through Feng Qiongyu's mind.

She often dreams of a gentle senior brother. Although Feng Qiongyu has never met that person, she can have happy dreams whenever she dreams of him.

Soon the Feng Lineage decided to hold a martial arts contest to find a husband for Feng Qiongyu.

Upon hearing this news, Feng Qiongyu's first reaction was to flee the Feng Lineage.

After leaving Fire Phoenix Valley, she traveled north and eventually joined the Dao-Seeking Academy, where she met her beloved Senior Brother Ye.

The two began to immerse themselves in a shameless and carefree life, making Feng Qiongyu forget everything, with only Ye Beixuan's hand feeling real.

At the same time, Ye Beixuan, holding the beauty in his hand tightly, suddenly heard a familiar yet unfamiliar voice.

"Elder Ye, why are you still in seclusion? The main hall is about to begin!"

"Snort!"

Ye Beixuan snorted coldly, and his aura immediately emanated. To his surprise, the aura he emitted was not that of the Dao Integration Realm, but rather that of the Half-Saint Realm.

This familiar aura completely bewildered Ye Beixuan. He sensed the spiritual power within his body and realized it wasn't the Primordial Chaos Power.

Before Ye Beixuan could react, a familiar and warm voice rang in his ear.

"Senior brother, why are you suddenly attacking your disciples?"

Upon hearing the sound Ye Beixuan instinctively looked in the direction from which it came, and saw a familiar face slowly walking into the main hall.

"Qiongyu, how did we get here?"

He glanced around; this was the Elder Hall of his previous life, yet he had clearly been reborn.

Feng Qiongyu looked at Ye Beixuan with a puzzled expression. "Senior brother, you are the Grand Elder of the Dao-Seeking Academy. If you're not in this hall, where are you going? Could it be that you've suffered a cultivation deviation?"

???

Ye Beixuan was starting to question the meaning of life after hearing these words.

Feng Qiongyu smiled and said, "Alright, Senior Brother, your Half-Saint Ceremony is about to begin. We can talk about anything else when we get back."

"No, you're not Qiongyu."

Ye Beixuan's voice suddenly turned cold; the scene before him didn't match up with either his past or present life.

Upon hearing this, Feng Qiongyu showed no displeasure. Instead, she approached Ye Beixuan with tender affection, reached out and touched his forehead, and asked:

"Senior brother, have you gotten your brain confused from practicing that Sitting in Forgetfulness Dao Art? Although that technique can help you become a saint, the risks are just too great."

"The Sitting in Forgetfulness Dao?"

Ye Beixuan originally intended to suppress this fake Feng Qiongyu, but for some reason, the moment he saw her, all his killing intent vanished.

"Good."

Feng Qiongyu said, "You previously entered a secret realm and obtained a cultivation technique from an imperial immortal sect called the 'Sitting in Sitting in Forgetfulness Dao Art.' The only drawback of cultivating this technique is that it will make you forget yourself and fall into the Samsara, making you unable to distinguish between reality and Samsara."

"But... but in this life, aren't you already dead?"

Ye Beixuan finally spoke of the pain in his heart.

Pfft...

Feng Qiongyu chuckled, reached out and took Ye Beixuan's hand, placing it on her face.

"Senior brother, carefully sense my body temperature and see if I'm alive or dead. With your Great Sage strength, you shouldn't be mistaken, right?"

Ye Beixuan gently stroked Feng Qiongyu's face; it felt so real, just like in every life he remembered. Yet, he remained wary, saying, "Quickly, show me the meditation technique of the Dao of Sitting in Forgetfulness Dao."

Feng Qiongyu smiled and said, "Senior brother, are you stupid? The cultivation technique is in your storage ring. Why don't you open it and take a look?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Beixuan finally realized what was happening and channeled his divine sense into his storage ring...