42: The Illusory Bride
“Senior Brother, do you have any shame?” Chu Sang nudged Tantai Ming.
Tantai Ming: “I have no shame.”
“Oh, what a coincidence, I have no shame either,” Mu Chihuai said lazily.
Sikong Qiu’s eyes sparkled as if she had discovered a new world, “Since you all have no shame, then I’ll have no shame too!”
Chengying coughed lightly into his fist, “……Mm.”
Qiu Xiude’s fingers trembled, his lungs about to explode with anger.
Qin Xixue glared at them with her beautiful eyes, her chest heaving violently, her breathing constricted—How could they be so shameless, and so righteously shameless at that?!
It was the height of brazenness!
Chu Sang crossed her arms, casting a cool glance at Qin Xixue. She recalled some plot points from the original story.
In the original story, Sikong Qiu was also desperate to improve her aptitude, even developing a heart demon and karmic obstacle because of it. At that time, she received news of the Chaos Blue Lotus appearing in the Tianye Secret Realm. She immediately rushed there with Chengying. After a harrowing escape from death, Chengying risked his life to pick the lotus seed, only to have it snatched away by Yan Wangxing, who had come with Qin Xixue.
He even killed Chengying, using his entire body’s blood to water the lotus seed and make it bloom.
Sikong Qiu and Chengying were childhood sweethearts with deep feelings. She completely turned to the dark side and fell into demonic cultivation, engaging in a life-and-death struggle with Yan Wangxing, even seizing his position as Demon Sovereign.
It could be said that this female cultivator, who had never been taken seriously by Yan Wangxing before, became the biggest obstacle on his path to becoming the Demon Sovereign.
He even had several near-death experiences because of her. If not for Qin Xixue’s supreme-grade pills saving him, he might have died halfway through the plot.
Unfortunately, villains are still villains. Sikong Qiu ultimately died at the hands of the male and female protagonists, her heart pierced by a sword, her physical body and primordial spirit both destroyed.
She became an important female antagonist in the original story who made significant contributions to the development of Yan Wangxing and Qin Xixue’s relationship.
In this life, Yan Wangxing’s avatar had self-destructed last time, severely injuring his main body. Being seriously injured twice in just half a year, his realm had likely dropped considerably. He had probably returned to the Demon Realm to go into seclusion, and it was unknown when he would emerge.
Moreover, a rift had formed between him and Qin Xixue.
This time, Yan Wangxing hadn’t come to the Tianye Secret Realm, causing a significant deviation from the original plot.
She would definitely protect her senior brothers and sisters.
She wouldn’t let them follow the same path as in the original story.
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“Miss Shao, this rouge is made from hollyhock flowers ground by Spring Maiden. It looks truly beautiful on your lips, making your complexion rosy and lovely.”
“Truly, you’re the most beautiful bride Bi’er has ever seen! Hehe~”
As she opened her eyes, she was confronted with a woman’s magnified face right in front of her, causing her pupils to contract suddenly.
The woman’s face was as pale as paper, but her cheeks were exceptionally rosy, as if painted with fine brushwork rouge, looking quite unnatural.
The maid looked at her with a smiling face, but her eyes were extremely round and unblinking, devoid of any emotion. She stared fixedly, like a lifeless paper figure,
Her whole body exuded an indescribable, eerie sense of horror.
Seeing her awake, the maid covered her mouth and giggled, “Hehe~ Miss Shao is so cute. You fell asleep just now while this servant was applying rouge for you~”
“……” This laughter was also extremely eerie.
It made one’s skin crawl.
The maid cupped her white face, looking dazed and longing, “I heard Sister Xiu’er say that a spring night is worth a thousand gold pieces. Tonight is the most important night of Miss Shao’s life. You must be dressed beautifully to make the young master happy too~”
“There are still a few hours left. Miss, please rest well. Tonight you’ll enter the bridal chamber to meet the groom~”
“……” The young girl’s small face tensed as she turned to look out the window.
A faint dawn light was breaking through the night, indicating it was probably around three or four in the morning. Normal households should be resting early, yet this maid was coming to attend to her in the dead of night?
And what did she just say about entering the bridal chamber tonight…… Who gets married in the middle of the night??
“Tonight, the master will send a carriage to pick up the miss. Please rest well in your room during this time, and don’t go out~” The maid’s lips curled into a perfectly rigid smile, her gentle voice seeming like a casual reminder, but her hollow eyes contained a warning.
With that, she seemed to float rather than walk out of the door, which was then closed behind her.
The young girl hurried to the door, trying to open it, only to find it was locked tight, bolted from the outside.
And the maid who should have left after exiting the door didn’t leave.
She turned back on her own, her smile unchanged, facing the door directly, separated by just an inch.
Through the thin door paper, her form seemed even more like a paper figure, motionless, her body and limbs not even rising and falling with breath.
The young girl held her breath and took two steps back. Even through the door, the maid’s gaze seemed tangible as it met hers, [monitoring] her every move.
She collapsed back onto the bed.
Her peripheral vision caught the bronze mirror on the table, reflecting the young girl’s figure, dressed in a bright red wedding gown, with a phoenix crown and cloudy shawl, adorned beautifully and exquisitely.
Perhaps the powder on her face was applied too thickly and whitely, her lips a touch too red. She didn’t look like a joyful bride, but more like a vengeful ghost seeking lives.
She didn’t like it.
Looking at herself in the mirror like this, the young girl felt extremely unfamiliar.
She felt as if she had forgotten something important.
However, when she tried to think about it, her mind was filled with a sharp pain, screaming at her to stop immediately.
Her sea of consciousness was a blank white, as if a dense fog had covered her memories.
“Awoo~”
Though the window was closed, a black cat somehow ran in from somewhere.
The young girl looked terrified. Neighbors all said black cats were inauspicious creatures! Yet one appeared on her wedding day!
“Go, go away!”
She hurriedly grabbed a pillow, about to throw it to scare away the black cat.
The black cat was agile, dodging the attack and pouncing to bite her arm.
The young girl screamed, and suddenly a flood of memories rushed into her mind.
She remembered, her name wasn’t Shao Qinghuai, she was Chu Sang.
She had come to the Yunze Secret Realm to seek the Chaos Blue Lotus, and everything before her eyes was an illusion created by the lotus pool. If intruders became lost in the illusion and lost themselves, their physical bodies in reality would die along with them, devoured by the lotus pool, becoming nutrients for the Chaos Blue Lotus to grow and bloom.
This was dangerous! She had almost fallen for it.
This illusion was truly realistic, not only locking away memories but also forcibly implanting others’ memories and personalities.
“Xiao Bai!”
The black cat was actually Xiao Bai, who had rushed here.
“Wuwu, Mama, you finally woke up. I was so scared just now!” Xiao Bai nuzzled against her chest.
Fortunately, thanks to Xiao Bai, she was able to wake up in time. The situation with her senior brothers and sisters would only be worse. She had to find them quickly!
And also understand what was really going on with this illusion.
—To leave the illusion, one must break the illusion.
And to break the illusion, one must find the formation eye.
The formation eye could be a tree, a stone, or it could be a person, an elusive living eye……
There were maids guarding the door, so she definitely couldn’t leave that way.
Chu Sang pushed the window, but it was also locked. She looked down at Xiao Bai, “How did you get in?”
Xiao Bai waved a paw in the air, half of it passing through the wall, “Mama, this illusion only targets you all. As your contracted spirit beast, I’m not bound by the illusion. As long as the illusion doesn’t notice my existence, I can move freely within it.”
Chu Sang thought for a moment, then drew two Substitution Talismans, pasting one on Xiao Bai and one on herself.
After Xiao Bai passed through the wall, she focused her mind, and when she opened her eyes again, she was outside the room.
She turned to look back, and Xiao Bai ran out from the room again, jumping into her arms.
“It works.”
Rather than calling this place an illusion, it was more like another small world distinct from reality.
Every blade of grass and tree here was extremely real, and even talismans could function.
The night was very dark, with eerily festive red lanterns hanging all over the walls and roofs. Servants patrolled from time to time.
Chu Sang applied a Concealment Talisman and hid behind a fake mountain. Just then, several maids passed by. She quickly knocked out the nearest maid, dragged her behind the fake mountain, and exchanged clothes with her.
When she emerged from behind the fake mountain, her face had also changed to that of a maid. She experimentally waved her hand, maintaining the rigid, soulless expressions and movements of a paper figure, and followed behind the other maids with synchronized steps.
“Where are we going?” Why were they wandering around the garden in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?
“Hehe, several new brides and grooms have arrived. We need to hurry over to serve them.”
Chu Sang discovered that these maids were like puppets without the ability to think. Before their [master] gave orders, they would only answer questions one-for-one, like NPCs in a game.
“Hehe, several more misses and young masters have arrived.” She imitated their tone, “How wonderful!”
“Yes, I’m sure the young master and miss will be very happy to have so many beautiful new brides and grooms marrying them tonight. I wonder if the coffins will be able to fit them all. I hope the young master and miss won’t be squished…”
Chu Sang: “……” What was this about getting married in the middle of the night, with coffins as bridal chambers?
She finally understood where that eerie feeling in her heart came from.
This was a ghost marriage, for heaven’s sake.
Relying on her Oscar-worthy superb acting skills, Chu Sang successfully blended in with these maids, indirectly extracting the general situation.
It turned out that a few days ago, the twin young master and miss of the Wang family had an accident, falling into water and drowning.
Lord Wang was grief-stricken and, following the advice of a supposedly enlightened monk, spent a fortune to arrange ghost marriages for his beloved son and daughter to comfort their souls in the underworld.
“In his early years, the master was obsessed with seeking immortality and the Dao, neglecting even his wife, let alone the young master and miss,” one maid answered. “Now that the young master and miss are gone, the master regrets his past actions, but it’s too late. It’s truly lamentable…”
“The master lost his wife early in life, and now in his later years he’s lost his son and daughter. It’s truly pitiful.”
“How could heaven treat such a kind and generous man like our master this way? Wuwu~”
“The previous five ladies also passed away early. The master is kind-hearted but has shallow karmic ties with family. Heaven is unfair!”
“Left alone in this world, even if he could truly live for several hundred years, the master surely wouldn’t be happy…”
As Chu Sang listened to the gossip, she followed them to a grand garden, similarly decorated festively with lanterns and ornaments.
Those grooms and brides the maids mentioned should be their group. She wondered which rooms her senior brothers and sisters were locked in.
Chu Sang turned the jade bracelet on her wrist. Before setting out, Fifth Senior Brother had given one to each of them. This spirit tool could bind several people within a certain distance and allow them to sense each other’s positions. It was originally meant to prevent them from getting separated when entering the secret realm.
She took some combs and a rouge box and went to the left wing room.
On the bed sat a bride wearing a bright red wedding dress, covered with a red veil.
She went over and lifted the bride’s red veil. It was Sikong Qiu.
She was as if asleep, head lowered, motionless.
“Fourth Senior Sister, wake up.”
Sikong Qiu was shaken awake by her. She opened her eyes, confused for a moment, then turned her head: “Little Junior Sister?”
Chu Sang briefly explained the situation to her, “Fourth Senior Sister, let’s split up to find the other three.”
“Alright.”
After sneaking out of the room, they went their separate ways.
Chu Sang found Mu Chihuai in the next room.
After waking him up, she also found Tantai Ming and Chengying. There was still time, so she also woke up the people from other sects.
Except for the Tianyan Sect, of course.
Let them fend for themselves.
Those maids and guards had also been knocked out by them, changed into their clothes, and left in the rooms as substitutes.
“Little Junior Sister, what do we do next?”
Sikong Qiu shuddered violently at the thought of almost losing herself.
“There’s something wrong with this Lord Wang,” Chu Sang frowned. “I learned from those maids that in his early years, Lord Wang was obsessed with seeking immortality and the Dao to the point of near madness. Moreover, he had previously married five wives, but strangely, they all died prematurely without warning.”
“Even his only pair of children, barely in their teens, drowned… There can’t be so many coincidences in this world. This Lord Wang is definitely suspicious.”
“He’s very likely to be a key figure in the illusion and might know where the formation eye is.”
Tantai Ming’s expression turned serious, “Then let’s storm into the mansion and capture him for interrogation!”
“Seventh Senior Brother, don’t get excited!” Chu Sang pulled him back, “This lord appears to be just a mortal, but in an illusion, everything is a mix of truth and falsehood, reality and illusion. We can’t rush in rashly. We need to first investigate the true extent of his power before making a decision.”
“At the hour of zi tonight, his pair of deceased children will be married. He’s invited the monks and Daoists he knows to attend the banquet.”
“We’ll disguise ourselves and infiltrate to see what he’s really up to.”
The four of them exchanged silent glances. While they had been unconscious, Little Junior Sister had woken up. By the time they woke up, Little Junior Sister had already gathered intelligence and formulated a plan.
Little Junior Sister was carrying all four of them, pushing herself to the limit for survival.
As daylight began to break, the manor started welcoming guests. Chu Sang led her senior brothers and sisters to lie in wait nearby. They picked out a few easy targets, knocked them out and took them away, found their invitations, changed their faces, and swaggered into the manor, taking seats at the lower end of the banquet.
After a while, a middle-aged man with graying temples walked out. This was the head of the Wang family.
He cupped his hands to the guests below, exchanging some pleasantries. As night fell, the main event of the evening was about to begin.
He clapped his hands, telling someone to bring out those grooms and brides.
A cold sword light slashed through the air.
“Die!”
Chu Sang raised an eyebrow, looking towards these uninvited guests at the door. Mo Qingchen and Qin Xixue had also come out. As expected of the protagonists, this small illusion couldn’t trap them.