Chapter 165: Fishing in Troubled Waters

  A red blood mark appeared on Li Huan's body, and although his entire body was like being steamed and instantly turned into a dark charcoal color.

  Everyone present couldn't help but take in a breath of cold air.

  Kang Wei is indeed a strong player at the peak of Ninghai, and when combined with his terrifying swordsmanship, his strength is probably already enough to rival that of an ordinary top master of the first change of Qingyun. Unfortunately, such a strong player has a green hat on.

  As they thought of this, everyone's gaze towards Kang Wei also had a hint of pity.

  Kang Wei's eyelid twitched, seemingly suppressing his anger, endless killing intent revealed, looking at the people around him, his veins bulging: "What are you all staring at? Haven't seen it before? Get back to your own positions."

  Everyone's face didn't look good after hearing that, but they didn't bother with him again and went back to their own seats. However, as they were leaving, a soft voice could be heard: "What's with the swagger, stupid, getting cuckolded and still acting so cocky?"

  Everyone saw this and suddenly felt a chill in their hearts. Trouble's coming! Although everyone knew, did you have to say it out loud? Who was the idiot who said that?

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, just as I finished speaking, a loud shout came from this side: "Who said that!"

  Kang Wei's face turned red with rage as he stared over here, but there was no reaction. Suddenly his eyes turned bloodshot, and in a fit of extreme anger, he laughed: "Don't admit it? Fine, you trash are all going to die!"

  "Boom!"

  The terrifying Flame Sword reappeared, and the scorching flames greatly increased in intensity. This time, Kang Wei's target was none other than everyone present before his eyes!

  "Damn it, Kuang Wei, have you gone mad?"

  "Put it away quickly! Your swordsmanship will ruin martial arts!"

  "Since you're looking for death, I'll fulfill your wish!"

  A multitude of discordant voices came, and everyone looked at Kang Wei like a madman, with only one thought flashing through their minds: this guy has gone crazy from being stimulated!

  "Who's afraid of whom?!"

  A swordsman who was also at the peak of the Sea of Convergence let out a cold snort, and a powerful sword aura similarly struck out. When one's strength reaches this level, who doesn't have some arrogance? You wearing a green hat is your own business. But taking it out on everyone else isn't right.

  "Boom!"

  The swords clashed, but it was the shockwave that caused a huge commotion, affecting the surrounding crowd. Several of the weaker ones were injured in the chaos.

  "Grass!"

  A man wearing Han Chinese clothing, obviously a disciple of Jianjia, was furious. He had been watching the excitement earlier and didn't expect to be mistakenly injured. Suddenly, his face filled with anger: "You outsiders dare to hurt me."

  "Damn it, you're really something else, aren't you? Building a family lineage that's quite impressive?"

  Another sword energy struck, causing this Jianjia disciple to spit blood and fly backwards for over ten meters. He was severely injured on the spot.

  Young Master!

  The two subordinates standing beside the young master of Jianjia suddenly became angry, and the two seemingly guarding were actually protecting the young master, one taking care of the boy and the other rushing out directly.

  Those who are qualified to come here to comprehend martial arts either have a strong background or are exceptionally gifted.

  This young man's affair. It was just one of them, and after a brief commotion, it escalated into a complete melee.

  The crowd, engulfed in rage, seemed to have completely forgotten where they were. Each fight was extremely intense, and from time to time, a sword aura would burst through, shattering a rack of martial skills, taking with it a book of martial arts that was destroyed!

  But all of this did not attract people's attention, wholeheartedly devoted to the battle.

  Only a few calm disciples outside were also stunned at this time.

  Unbelievable! Looking at this scene, what...what's going on? They were the strongest and calmest few people, who had made up their minds to take out anyone who caused trouble from the start. But now...except for them, everyone else was in chaos, with over 90 disciples fighting fiercely.

  A disciple tried to mediate, but was severely beaten as a result.

  "How could this be!" A disciple's heart was chilled, but he inexplicably felt a thread of violent emotion.

  "Pffft——"

  A streak of dim light flashed by, a severed arm flew in front of him, scaring him so much that his whole body shook, someone's life was lost!

  The middle-aged sword cultivator who had just killed someone now had eyes that were blood-red, and he charged at him with a loud roar. He could no longer remain calm, and with a random swing of his hand, a sword aura shot out to counterattack.

  "Pffft!"

  His sword energy was like his body, that middle-aged swordsman actually smiled strangely, then was torn apart by the sword energy and died on the spot.

  "What's going on?" The disciple was shocked, how could he die suddenly?

  "Whoosh——"

  The scene in front of him changed, and the young man suddenly realized that there was no middle-aged swordsman rushing towards him, but only a young man standing in the distance, covered in blood and wounds, while several friends around him looked at him in horror.

  The disciple was shocked in his heart, just now obviously——

  No!

  "Why did you attack me?" The young man looked at him incredulously.

  The young monk shook his head, ignoring the terrified gazes of several people. His mind was frantically thinking about the scenes that had suddenly unfolded: the violent riot, the fighting, and a whole bunch of chaotic events. In an instant, he gained enlightenment in his heart.

  In an instant, his eyes shone brightly, and the people around him retreated a few steps in fright. However, they found that he had suddenly drawn his sword with a loud clang on the second floor, while shouting loudly: "Enemy attack!"

  A sudden enemy raid shocked many people, looking at the bloody and chaotic scene in front of them, they instantly understood what was happening, and immediately stopped everything.

  "Steady them at once!"

  "Whoosh!"

  A shrill cry came from the second floor, two terrifying auras descended from above and charged straight down.

  At this time, Xia Lin slowly picked up the sixth spiritual grass.

  First layer, six spiritual grasses, all collected!

  Feeling the aura above, Xia Lin's mind stirred and he walked back to the position of the Huanmeng Xianling. From then on, he put away the Huanmeng Xianling and returned the original spiritual grass to its original place. Everything was exactly the same as before. Then, after glancing around, Xia Lin flashed his body and got a bit of bloodstain on himself, blending into the crowd.

  At this time, those two powerful men finally rushed down.

  "Who is it?!"

  "Who dares to invade our home?!"

  Xiao Liu and a middle-aged swordsman came down together. The sound arrived before the person, loud and clear, like thunder in one's ears, shocking everyone awake.

  Two people came in, and suddenly felt a chill.

  Over a hundred disciples, and yet more than ten of them have died. These were the gifted young ones of the Jiang family, the new generation to come! His eyes bursting with anger, Xiao Liu looked around but did not see any enemies.

  "Where's the enemy?" Xia Liu's eyes were filled with murderous intent. "Escaped?"

  "Sixth Brother, we...we didn't see the enemy." The disciple who first discovered the illusion sighed and said with shame.

  Xiao Liu was shocked, "What does it mean?"

  That disciple let out a bitter laugh: "I don't know why, but the disciples suddenly started killing each other, causing chaos. Even I was unknowingly bewildered. I almost killed one of my fellow disciples. But when I came to my senses, I realized that what I saw before me was completely different from what I had seen earlier. Everyone, all of us, had fallen into an illusion."

  "Illusion?" Xiaoliu's head jerked up in shock.

  "Yes, fantasy land."

  "Who made the first move?" Little Liu asked.

  "I." Kang Wei walked over with a guilty look on his face.

  "Why did you hit him?" Little Liu asked coldly, staring at him.

  "I... Li Huan that son of a bitch brought me a green hat!" Kang Wei said with a face full of shame and anger.

  "Not true." The disciple suddenly interrupted Kang Wei's words, "What I saw was that Li Huan showed concern for you and asked how you were doing. Then, your expression changed inexplicably, and you suddenly struck out and killed Li Huan!"

  "What?" Kang Wei exclaimed in shock, "Impossible. I clearly saw—"

  "I also saw you suddenly kill Li Huan." Another disciple also said with doubt.

  "How is this possible." Kang Wei muttered to himself, his face pale.

  "Illusion...!" The disciple suddenly smiled bitterly, "Haha, from the very beginning, everyone has been trapped in an illusion! Everything we see is fake, all of it is fake!"

  One by one, the disciples suddenly spoke out what they saw, but without exception, they were all completely different.

  Everyone listened to the accounts of those around them, and suddenly they were all covered in cold sweat, their souls lost and fleeing. What kind of terrifying thing was it that had pulled everyone into an illusion, and yet each person saw something different?

  Xiao Liu's face changed from shock at first to calmness in the end after several changes.

  "Let me take a look."

  Xiao Liu let out a cold snort, and his eyes suddenly burst forth with intense purple light.

  A faint purple hue enveloped the entire attic, and it was only then that everyone discovered with shock that strands of ethereal purple light were surrounding them, entering the bodies of many.

  "What the hell is this thing?" The crowd was shocked at first sight, and they all activated their sword energy to defend themselves. However, this thing seemed to be completely unaffected by the sword energy, and it continued to slowly enter their bodies.

  "Hmmph!"

  Xiao Liu let out a cold hum, and a purple glow enveloped himself as he stepped forward, in the direction of the mysterious light, where its intensity was highest.

  A dense aura surrounded him, Xia Liu walked past with a cold and stern expression, the others exchanged glances and followed suit, circling around rows of shelves, finally arriving at that place, where martial skills and spiritual herbs were exchanged, also the place where Xia Lin had seen before.

  Under the illumination of the purple light, it can be clearly seen that a thick and almost eerie aura is accumulated there, slowly drifting outwards. And there, was a third-grade spiritual herb.

  "Is it because of this spiritual grass?" The middle-aged man who followed Xiaoliu frowned.

  "Go take a look and you'll know." Xia Liu furrowed her brow, walked forward to take a glance, and that spiritual grass was right in the center of this radiant area.

  "How strange, this spiritual grass, clearly just an ordinary third-grade spiritual grass, how could such a bizarre thing happen?"

  Seeing that it was not an enemy attack, Xiaoliu let out a sigh of relief, but his brow remained furrowed. "Could it be... a mutation?"

  The middle-aged man's eyes lit up in an instant, "Mutation?"

  Variation, under the influence of the mysterious energy of heaven and earth, some spiritual herbs will undergo variation. Once varied, the rank of the spiritual herb will also be elevated. This means that this third-grade spiritual herb is likely to evolve into a fourth-grade spiritual herb!

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