novellhall Chapter 67 Yu Zhao: I am the greatest benefactor in the world, hmm.
Chapter 67 Yu Zhao: I am the greatest benefactor in the world, hmm.
Chapter 71 Yu Zhao: I am the greatest benevolent person in the world, hmm (4,000-word chapter)
Yu Zhao had imagined what she would encounter upon entering the second level of the desolate tower, but the scene before her was completely different from what she had expected.
The moment you enter the second level of the desolate tower, the surrounding scenery undergoes a dramatic transformation.
After passing through the barrier, a bustling street came into view.
Yu Zhao was very familiar with this street; it was the very street she had arrived at when she first transmigrated to this world.
That is, on the streets of Qingfeng Town.
"Is the second level of the test an illusion?"
Yu Zhao muttered to herself, sensed her own condition, and found that her cultivation level was still intact, so she smiled.
He then quietly found a corner to squat down and patiently waited for Qingfeng Laodeng to arrive.
Not long after, Yu Zhao saw two figures appear on the street, one of whom was Qingfeng Laodeng.
The other person was her senior brother from back then.
Upon seeing his old friend again, even the cold-hearted Yu Zhao couldn't help but be momentarily stunned.
The eldest brother is not handsome and his name is ordinary. His name is Wang San, which he says is because he is the third child in his family.
But he was an excellent person. If it weren't for him back then, Yu Zhao, a transmigrator who couldn't speak the language or read the text, would probably have died long ago.
Alas! It was all just an illusion in the end.
Yu Zhao sighed inwardly, but after seeing her senior brother again, she still wanted to chat with him more. Originally, Yu Zhao planned to kill Qingfeng Laodeng as soon as she saw him, but now she changed her mind.
At this moment, Elder Qingfeng noticed Yu Zhao. His eyes lit up immediately, and he led his eldest disciple over. "Eldest brother, how about I find you a junior sister?"
Upon hearing this, Wang San frowned and looked the girl up and down before him. He then said, "Master, this little beggar has no affinity with immortality and her fate is weak. If you can't bear to see her in such a miserable state, please give her some money to send her away."
Back then, Yu Zhao couldn't understand what the two were saying, but now that the scene has reappeared, she understands.
It turns out that when my senior brother first saw me, he didn't look disgusted with me, but rather wanted to stop Lao Deng from taking me as his disciple.
Wang San's words caused the old man Qingfeng to turn and look at him. Although he had a smile on his face, his eyes were exceptionally cold.
He knew his eldest disciple's abilities; he seemed to have mastered face reading without a teacher. He would have believed this before, but recently he found that his eldest disciple was becoming increasingly disobedient.
Wang San stood there quietly, his expression calm, as if he hadn't noticed the coldness in his master's eyes.
A moment later, Old Man Qingfeng regained his kind demeanor and looked at Yu Zhao. "Child, do you have a name?"
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"Yu Zhao," Yu Zhao replied casually.
She hadn't noticed it back then, but now she realized the problem: when Qingfeng Laodeng asked her name back then, she actually understood what he was saying.
And surprisingly, Qingfeng Laodeng could understand her Chinese.
"Good child, would you like to become my disciple?"
"Master, please accept my bow." Just as he remembered, Yu Zhao immediately bowed and paid his respects.
Seeing this, Qingfeng Laodeng stroked his beard and smiled, nodding in satisfaction.
He then took Yu Zhao and his eldest disciple back to the temple.
Upon returning to the temple, he handed Yu Zhao over to Wang San, instructing him to teach him, and then disappeared.
After he left, Yu Zhao and his senior brother stared at each other for a moment. After a while, Yu Zhao spoke first, this time in the Mandarin of the Great Yan Dynasty, "Senior Brother."
The way she called out "Senior Brother Yu Zhao" was particularly complex, and Wang San also noticed the complicated emotions in the junior sister's eyes.
It contains nostalgia, respect, and sorrow—making it extremely complex.
He was a little confused and asked, "Junior Sister, have you seen me before?"
"Hmm." Yu Zhao didn't hesitate, her tone tinged with melancholy, "Senior Brother, let me tell you a story. Once upon a time, there was a beggar girl who was taken in as a disciple by a demonic cultivator—"
Yu Zhao recounted her entire experience from entering Qingfeng Temple to entering the Desolate Tower to her senior brother.
The eldest disciple listened patiently, and after the other person finished speaking, he looked thoughtful. "So you mean this place is an illusion, and I am a manifestation of that illusion?"
"Senior brother, do you believe me?" Yu Zhao asked him in return.
Wang San nodded, a relieved smile on his face. When he looked at Yu Zhao, his eyes were full of tenderness. "I believe you. Knowing that he was killed by you, I am at ease."
As he spoke, Wang San raised his hand and patted Yu Zhao's shoulder, smiling gently: "You've worked hard these past few years."
One sentence brought tears to Yu Zhao's eyes. Although only two years had passed in total, only she knew how long those two years had felt like an eternity.
After all her senior brothers and sisters were refined into pills, she became the eldest senior sister. As the eldest senior sister, she constantly faced the madness of Qingfeng Laodeng.
I'm constantly on edge.
If it weren't for meeting the little green tea girl, whose power activated the light screen cheat, this kind of life might have continued for who knows how long.
Perhaps in the end she will not be able to turn the tables and succeed.
Only his fellow disciples knew the hardships he endured.
Yu Zhao took a deep breath, suppressing the turbulent emotions within him. He clasped his hands in a salute to his senior brother, then, as if replying to both the other and himself, said, "I have fulfilled my mission. I killed him!"
"In that case, junior sister, you should leave. He has become a stepping stone on your path of cultivation, and for the rest of your life, he will no longer be able to threaten you."
He shouldn't be your obsession, nor should this Qingfeng Temple be. We are all just passersby on your path of spiritual practice.
"I'm not in a hurry to leave. I'd like to talk to you some more, senior brother. By the way, senior brother, do you need me to kill him here again?"
Yu Zhao didn't want to leave like this. She had a premonition that this parting would really be the last time they would see each other, and she felt a little reluctant to leave.
I also want to meet the other senior students.
"What's the point of talking? Since we're both already dead, you should learn to let go. As for killing him—there's no need. It's just an illusion. No need to dirty your hands. Let me, your brother, cut off this inner demon for you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang San's aura exploded, and a sword intent soared into the sky, tearing the house apart. Then, Wang San, carrying a three-foot sword, rushed towards Qingfeng Laodeng's cave.
"Disciple Wang San, please, Master, go to your death!"
With a roar, sword intent swept across the entire Qingfeng Town, and even the entire Northern Region.
Under such sword intent, Qingfeng Laodeng was powerless to fight back and was easily killed by Wang San.
After killing him, Wang San laughed loudly, "Hahahaha! That was satisfying!"
This time he was completely convinced that it was an illusion, because he shouldn't have such power; only in an illusion could he be so unreasonable.
As he laughed, Wang San suddenly burst into tears, his screams echoing through the heavens: "Heaven is unjust! Unjust!"
"With my talent, if I hadn't been tricked by that evil Taoist, how could I have perished? I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled at all!"
The entire illusionary space gradually shattered with Wang San's roar. Just as the illusionary space was about to disappear completely, Wang San turned around in the air, looked at Yu Zhao with his eyes still so gentle, "Junior Sister, walk this path of immortality for me, walk it firmly, walk it far away, and see for me what scenery is on this path of immortality!"
As his voice faded, his figure vanished, and the illusionary space shattered completely.
When Yu Zhao opened her eyes, she found herself in an open space similar to the first floor of the Desolate Tower, with Shen Yunshu and True Man Chixia standing beside her.
Their eyes were all closed, suggesting they were deeply immersed in an illusion.
All around them stood cultivators, all in the same state as the two women.
Yu Zhao was the first person to regain consciousness.
She raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of her eyes and softly replied, "Okay."
This was in response to her senior brother's words, and also in response to her own questioning of her Dao heart.
Emerging from the illusion, Yu Zhao finally understood what it was all about. Simply put, it was a manifestation of her deepest fears and obsessions.
"This illusion won't do. Even though Qingfeng Temple is my deepest fear and obsession, I'm not the same person I used to be. In this illusion, I can kill my way through if I want to."
Yu Zhao complained inwardly, but at the same time admired his senior brother, who truly deserved to be called a genius of unparalleled talent.
Her illusion was so outrageous. Logically, since this illusion was her own thought, her senior brother should be that powerful in her mind.
Yu Zhao couldn't understand it, and she even had a very absurd feeling that the senior brother in the illusion seemed to have self-awareness.
But she felt that this idea was too outrageous. How could the people in the illusion created by her inner obsession have self-awareness?
Before Yu Zhao could think about it further, the white-clad woman who claimed to be the spirit of the artifact appeared. Her appearance made Yu Zhao temporarily suppress his doubts, and his eyes swept over her.
"Young friend Yu, you truly possess a clear Dao mind, breaking through the illusion so quickly. I am somewhat curious, how did you manage to do so?"
The woman in white grew increasingly curious about Yu Zhao. Even she couldn't break through the illusion of the Desolate Tower so easily, and there were only two ways to break through the illusion.
One can either prove one's path by killing, but in the illusion of the Desolate Tower, one will gradually forget one's original cultivation level. Moreover, the illusion is filled with either the most terrifying experiences or the deepest obsessions and the people one misses the most.
It is very difficult to truly harden one's heart and use killing to prove one's path.
The second method is to possess a flawless Dao heart, which naturally eliminates the fear of illusions.
But how could Yu Zhao, a mere Foundation Establishment ant, possess a flawless Dao heart?
Therefore, the woman in white was very curious about what method Yu Zhao had used to break the illusion so quickly.
Little did she know that Yu Zhao was not bewitched by the illusion at all. With the protection of the Emperor's Banner and the special training she had undergone at Qingfeng Temple, she was essentially watching a movie from a third-person perspective.
Not only was the woman in white unaware of these things, but Yu Zhao herself also had only a vague understanding. Therefore, she simply replied, "To be honest, senior, I don't know how I broke through it either. I just came out in a daze."
As she spoke, Yu Zhao kept looking at the other person, and she felt that the other person's figure was more illusory than before.
This change piqued Yu Zhao's curiosity. Could it be that something went wrong with the artifact spirit, causing it to weaken?
Upon hearing this speculation, Yu Zhao felt a strong urge to take action, but she quickly suppressed the thought.
Even if the opponent has weakened, she doesn't know their true strength, so it would be unwise to act rashly.
At the same time, Yu Zhao also noticed that after she said those words, the white-clad woman's gaze became intense, as if she were looking at a priceless treasure.
This look reminded Yu Zhao of her unpleasant past; the last person to look at her like that was long gone.
That's right, the last one was Qingfeng Laodeng.
This further solidified Yu Zhao's resolve to eliminate the artifact spirit. Regardless of whether the spirit's trials were well-intentioned or malicious, that look alone was enough to make Yu Zhao want to kill it.
That look directly touched Yu Zhao's sore spot.
A moment later, the woman in white realized that her gaze had been too blatant. She concealed the strange look in her eyes and praised, "Young friend Yu, you are quite good. Perhaps you really are the owner of this desolate tower in the end."
"I dare not accept such an honor. I know that I am of limited talent and knowledge, and I only wish to live. I dare not covet such a great opportunity."
Yu Zhao remained humble, and the woman in white neither confirmed nor denied her words, continuing, "You've passed the second test, young friend. Would you like to proceed to the third level?"
"Please wait a moment, senior. I would like to wait for my junior sister and mother."
"Pure and genuine, young friend, you are very good, very good indeed."
After leaving behind this compliment, the woman in white disappeared again.
Shortly after she disappeared, Shen Yunshu woke up. The girl let out a long breath and patted her chest, still shaken, saying, "That was close, I was almost trapped inside."
"What did you encounter in the illusion?" Yu Zhao asked curiously. Based on her understanding of Shen Yunshu, the illusion should not be difficult for her.
"Uh—it's nothing, just some old stories."
Shen Yunshu stammered, clearly not wanting to talk. The reason she didn't want to talk was because her illusion wasn't very glamorous.
In the illusion, she met the real Shen Yunshu and experienced the same things she had experienced with the real Shen Yunshu back then.
The two girls struggled to survive and naturally did many disgraceful things, including murder, which was commonplace for them, and even more heinous acts.
Moreover, Shen Yunshu's method of breaking the illusion was not honorable; she slaughtered everyone in the illusion before she could escape.
She naturally didn't want to say it, fearing it would damage her image in her senior's eyes and make her senior dislike her.
Shen Yunshu was simply overthinking things. Yu Zhao had already figured out her personality, and seeing that she didn't want to talk about it, she didn't press further.
I had probably already guessed it.
"What about you, Senior Sister? What happened to you in the illusion?" Shen Yunshu asked in return, trying to divert Yu Zhao's attention.
Yu Zhao didn't hide anything, nor was there any need to. So she simply told him about her illusion, "It's nothing much, I just returned to Qingfeng Temple in the illusion, and experienced a few hardships."
Yu Zhao spoke very casually.
Shen Yunshu: "————"
She has indeed weathered some hardships. With her current strength, Senior Sister could easily wreak havoc back at Qingfeng Temple.
This isn't a test; it's an opportunity!
Shen Yunshu inwardly groaned, "Why is my senior sister's illusion so easy to create?!"
While the two women were chatting, True Person Chixia woke up. The first thing she did upon waking was to hug Yu Zhao tightly, saying, "My darling, you must never leave your mother again. Your mother can no longer bear the pain of losing you!"
The mother, who had lost her daughter, held Yu Zhao and wept bitterly.
Yu Zhao could only hug the other person back and gently pat their back to comfort them, while feeling a little guilty.
Was it really okay for me to deceive a mother who lost her daughter like this? I deserve to die!
But the guilt quickly disappeared; Yu Zhao was good at comforting herself.
How could this be a lie? I became her daughter to make up for her grief over losing her daughter. I'm doing this purely as a good deed. I'm so kind!
If I could bring solace to every person who has lost a daughter, I, Yu Zhao, would be willing to be the daughter of the world!
I'm so loving!
At this moment, Yu Zhao felt incredibly great, even greater than Buddha. The one sitting on the altar shouldn't be Buddha, but her.