Quick Transmigration: Drama Queen's Daily Life-Chapter 59 - 57: The Eldest Apprentice Brother

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Chapter 59: Chapter 57: The Eldest Apprentice Brother

An hour later, eighty-one people gathered in the hall. Instantly, two puppets at the guardian’s door moved, their eyes emitting a red glow. Their long swords fiercely plunged into the copper rings on the door.

The copper door creaked open slowly.

Ye Qiu followed the crowd into the door when a burst of white light hit him, and soon he could no longer see the people around him.

He suddenly saw the Demon Clan and Witch Clan invading; the Great Elder, Sect Leader, Shun Hua... one by one, they died in front of him. Sword Pavilion was occupied, the people suffered immensely, and the world turned dark and gray as despair loomed over everything.

Then the scene changed; he was reborn, stopping Qingling’s Ascension, halting the alliance of the Demon Clan and Witch Clan. The Great Elder, Sect Leader, and his fellow disciples did not die. Sword Pavilion was safe, there was universal celebration, and the entire Cultivation World was thriving.

This was an Illusion Realm, capable of invoking the innermost fears and desires, but he was Ye Qiu, who had lived through countless lifetimes, and was not controlled by the illusions.

Upon opening his eyes, he found himself on a wooden bridge, surrounded by many others who were trapped within the illusion.

"Wake up, stop dreaming," Ye Qiu said, slapping Chen Qingchi’s face repeatedly until it turned red before he finally snapped out of it, his face still holding an unreceded smile.

This was due to his simple nature and lack of experience, which is why he could wake up so quickly with Ye Qiu’s help.

In contrast, some of the cultivators among them were laughing one moment and crying the next, drawn into various scenes by the Illusion Realm, with their spiritual energy in their Dantian going haywire, swinging swords and knives around.

The second person to wake up, surprisingly, was Shun Ying!

However, the surprise was but a momentary flash, and he understood why; although Shun Hua appeared mild and harmless, he was, after all, the son of the Sect Leader, and had a lot on his mind. In contrast, Shun Ying, besides cultivation, only cared about her battle-inept brother.

Ye Qiu looked at Qingling on the other side, not knowing what she was seeing, but she had an excited flush on her face.

After Shun Hua woke up, he proceeded to wake everyone else. Those who couldn’t be awakened would likely never wake up. Once the secret realm closed, their spiritual energy would gradually be worn away and dissipate into the universe.

The group stood on the wooden bridge, below which flowed clear river water, with green seaweed swaying with the current.

"What is that?" Qingling, with sharp eyes, spotted a white figure swimming towards them with the waves.

As the figure drew closer, Ye Qiu could see that it was a creature with a human torso and a fish tail, completely white, over two meters long, with narrow eyes closed, and silver-white hair entwined around its body, indistinguishable as male or female.

Seeing this creature, everyone felt a tingling on their scalps, a wave of fear emanating from the creature causing them to unconsciously grip their weapons tighter.

"Shh... silence!" Shun Hua whispered softly, "We can’t let it open its eyes."

After a while, as the mermaid-like creature drifted away with the waves, everyone finally relaxed.

"What the heck was that?" a disciple in the crowd asked.

"A humanoid with a fish tail, could it be a merfolk?" a cultivator guessed.

"No," Shun Hua replied, noticing everyone was looking at him, and continued explaining, "I once read in an ancient text that a female cultivator of high cultivation and full of resentment who jumps into the sea and commits suicide might be devoured by a sea demon, turning into a humanoid creature with a fish tail and completely white body. Because they committed suicide with resentment, they deeply despise humanity. They can create illusions that ensnare people, and it’s said that once such a creature opens its eyes, they will relentlessly attack humans. A female cultivator who turns into such a creature must at least be at the Mahayana Realm."

"Hiss..." Everyone gasped hearing this, realizing that even the strongest among them was only at the Nascent Soul Stage. If that creature truly awoke and opened its eyes, likely none would escape.

"The Illusion Realm we just experienced was likely an unintentional act; otherwise, with our cultivation, it would have been impossible to break free. Everyone, remember to be cautious, this place is not simple," Shun Hua said gravely.

"Heh... I didn’t expect to find this thing here," Qingling heard a surprised voice in her mind.

"Does the Immortal know about this?" Qingling asked, puzzled.

"Your senior fellow apprentice is right, that thing is indeed not simple. However, if you could kill him and take the Illusion Stone from his head, you wouldn’t have to fear being affected by other Illusion Arrays in the Cultivation World," the voice responded.

Hearing this, Qingling was tempted, but that creature was of the Mahayana Realm, and she was only at the Foundation Establishment stage. Even with many precautions, it would still be difficult to defeat him; she might as well forget about it!

As the group moved forward, crossing a wooden bridge, they arrived at a passage with walls carved with various patterns.

It started with chaos, and from the chaos grew a great tree, which supported the heavens and the earth.

In this realm, a dragon and a phoenix were battling, and later, as the dragon and phoenix perished, more creatures appeared: Rocs, One-Horned Bulls, peacocks, White Tigers...

On the other side of the wall, a creature with a human body and a snake tail used vines and clay to create humanity; after the demise of the great demons, the Witch Clan waged wars, leading to the prosperity of the Human Clan...

"Is this the story of the beginning of the heavens and the earth, and the prosperity of the Human Clan?"

"Eh, why is there nothing more after this?"

"What actually happened in Ancient Times?"

Before the group could unravel their queries, a large horde of Puppets suddenly emerged in the corridor ahead. They were emotionless, only knowing to swarm and attack the group.

"Clang..." Amidst the clashing of weapons, Shun Ying frowned deeply and shouted loudly, "Retreat, these Puppets are of the Divinity Transformation Stage!"

Although they had no mana, these Divinity Transformation Stage Puppets did not feel pain, and they weren’t gaining the upper hand in the fight.

Ye Qiu guarded Chen Qingchi behind him, suddenly noticing that Qingling seemed to have triggered something, disappearing in an instant.

Ye Qiu’s expression darkened as he shouted to the group, "There are mechanisms inside this passage, everyone, be cautious; one of our companions has already been transported away."

At these words, others were secretly pleased, they started feeling around the walls. It was clear this cave was no ordinary place. Instead of continuing to clash head-on with these Puppets, they would rather take a chance, who knows if they might be transported to a treasure site!

With one swing of his sword, Ye Qiu’s destructive Sword Intent caused the Puppets’ weapons and armor to break apart. Yet, even so, the walls on either side remained unscathed. Taking advantage of the moment, he went to the spot where Qingling disappeared and carefully searched.

Not knowing what he touched, he suddenly felt dizzy, and even failed to pull Chen Qingchi to safety in time.

"Swoosh..." A silver-white longsword hurled directly at his face; Ye Qiu narrowly dodged, only to realize that the sword was not real, but just a Sword Intent.

With no time to rest or observe, one longsword after another attacked him.

Some with wind, some with thunder, others making him feel as though he was carrying a thousand catties...

This was an assortment of different Sword Intents. Ye Qiu did not understand why all these were gathered here, but he had to admit, although dangerous, this place was an excellent training ground for a Sword Cultivator.