mtl008 Chapter 259 Hate Barrier
Chapter 259 Hate Barrier
The fake 'Feng Yu' actually married all thirty-odd female immortals holding embroidered balls.
A large group of beautiful women, all dressed in red wedding gowns, followed the fake 'Feng Yu' to the wedding hall in the blink of an eye.
The wedding hall was a place Shen Yao was very familiar with; it was the main hall of the villa used for the treasure appraisal event.
The banquet hall was packed with guests, and the celestial attendants, whom she couldn't shake off, pushed Shen Yao to stand nearby and watch them perform the wedding ceremony.
The wedding ceremony was quite bizarre, with only one groom and thirty-seven brides, all holding onto a long red ribbon together – the scene was somewhat comical.
The word "absurd" is not enough to describe this scene.
Shen Yao thought that even the most shameless and incompetent rulers in her previous life would not have done such a bizarre thing.
The fake 'Feng Yu' has really made something of himself, marrying thirty-seven women at once, even more tyrannical than a foolish emperor...
Don't let her know who came up with this illusion; she'll really laugh at it.
"A worship of heaven and earth..."
The wedding ceremony has begun. A long line of people, dressed in bright red, turn around, hold the wedding ribbon, and kneel down facing the outside of the hall to kowtow to heaven and earth.
Sorry, Shen Yao can't feel sad at all; she just wants to laugh.
But laughing out loud is too impolite; even in a dream world, it's best to restrain yourself.
"Second worship high hall..."
A long, brightly colored line of people, holding the wedding ribbons, turned back and knelt before the head of the Feng family…
Shen Yao imagined the scene of Huo Die beating her up, and finally managed to hold back her laughter.
"Husband and wife pay homage..."
Shen Yao started imagining again, how should she pray? Pray to each one individually? Or pray in a circle around the city? Laughing to death, she had to imagine the scene of herself getting beaten up again.
Just as she was wondering how the couple would bow to each other, the fake 'Feng Yu' suddenly threw down the red silk, flew down and dragged her onto the stage, saying to her with red eyes, "Kill them."
Shen Yao looked down at the audience. Where did that sharp-tongued fairy attendant go?
"Look at me!" the fake 'Feng Yu' roared, and Shen Yao turned to look at him.
The fake 'Feng Yu' pointed at the brides on the stage and demanded of Shen Yao as if she were about to lose control: "Kill them, and I'll still be yours."
Ah, this… Shen Yao wanted to complain again about the idiot who created this illusion; they were quite good at writing melodramatic scripts.
She clenched her fist and took a step back: "I won't kill."
The fake 'Feng Yu' asked sadly, "Shen Yao, aren't you sad?"
Shen Yao wasn't sad. First of all, Feng Yu never called her Shen Yao.
Secondly, even if she knew that the Feng Yu in front of her was fake, if she only married one person, she would probably be reminded of her past and feel sad.
If you marry two men, she will be jealous and sad.
But this scene... marrying a total of thirty-seven... is really hard to describe... and it's not sad at all.
Does this brain-dead person who creates illusions think that the more wives he marries, the more he can stimulate her?
That's too naive; I don't understand her "give up" mentality at all.
The fake 'Feng Yu' continued to coax: "Aren't you really sad? Kill them, I only want you."
"It's so fake, and a bit cheesy." Shen Yao pushed away the fake 'Feng Yu's' hand that was pulling on her sleeve: "I won't kill them. This place isn't fun. Let me go."
"Why?" Fake Fengyu asked, utterly disappointed. "You really want me to marry them?"
"It's your business if you want to marry me." Shen Yao didn't want to put on an act with him and laid her cards on the table: "My Yunhe is of noble character. Even if he loses his composure, he would never do such an absurd thing, much less deliberately provoke me with other women."
“You don’t understand. He is gentle and reserved, and has a strong sense of pride. No matter how disappointed or indifferent he may be, he would never take advantage of emotions.”
The guests and brides present were frozen in place like puppets.
The fake 'Feng Yu' stepped forward, looked directly into her eyes, stared for a long while, and said slowly and deliberately, "Shen Yanzhou, you really have no heart."
Hmm, those words did make her a little sad. Shen Yanzhou was thoughtful; it was she, Shen Yao, who was heartless.
Out of a rebellious spirit, she said, "Since you have no heart, there's no point in keeping me here. You might as well let me go."
As soon as she finished speaking, a portal appeared behind her. Like the portals on the fourth and fifth floors, the lower half of the blue portal was a dazzling gold.
The fake 'Feng Yu' seemed disheartened and pushed her into the illusionary portal. She stumbled and fell into the portal.
Shen Yao got up and shook her head, thinking, "A fake is a fake. Even if Feng Yu hates me, she wouldn't push me to the ground."
"The sixth floor went by pretty quickly too." Long Jiajia leaned against the back of the stone chair, with three husbands beside her. One was massaging her shoulders, one was feeding her bell-shaped fruit, and one was rubbing her legs.
The three husbands each had their own distinct style. The one who massaged her legs had a sweet face and was particularly good at talking, often making Long Jiajia giggle.
Tu Xiaoxiao was born into the demon race and was used to such scenes, so she didn't find anything unusual about it.
Huo Die had traveled the world and seen everything, yet he remained calm.
Feng Yu's eyelids twitched uncontrollably. He couldn't bear to imagine what Yan Zhou would be like; he simply couldn't accept it...
But even though he couldn't accept it, back when they were in the True God Sect branch in Chongcheng, during the two years Shen Yao was recuperating from her injuries, he and Jiang Ming had also been vying to please her in the same way...
Feng Yu felt a lump in her throat, but thankfully Yan Zhou didn't like Jiang Ming.
He caught a glimpse of Tu Xiaoxiao out of the corner of his eye and frowned. She was such an eyesore. He wanted to beat up the fox demon. Once Yanzhou came out, he had to leave Longyuan City as soon as possible and stay away from this fox.
Inside the Trial Tower, Shen Yao went up to the seventh floor and was stunned when she saw the cultivators inside. Why was it Jiang Ming guarding the entrance to the seventh floor?
Jiang Ming stood not far away, head down, motionless.
Jiang Ming couldn't possibly be here, so this is also an illusion, a fake 'Jiang Ming'.
The fairy recalled the illusions she had encountered in the first six levels. The first level was full of treasures, so she didn't touch them and smoothly made it to the second level.
The second level was a fake 'Tu Xiaoxiao'. After failing to seduce her, she moved to the third level.
The third layer was full of filth, which angered her, so she used a divine-level cleansing technique to get past it.
On the fourth floor, in the torture chamber, she vented her evil thoughts and lingered there for a long time before the evil thoughts dissipated.
The fifth-floor library—it's a real shame, she really wanted to seize the opportunity to study hard and read more books.
The sixth layer is a fake "Feng Yu" wedding ceremony. This is obvious. It's about using love as a prison to trap her, but the wedding ceremony illusion is too far-fetched to keep her.
Wealth, lust, anger, evil, and an obsession with and love of books.
Shen Yao realized that the seven-level trial tower was a test to overcome the seven major obstacles to spiritual practice: greed, anger, ignorance, hatred, love, evil, and desire.
But this ranking... she went up layer by layer, trying greed, desire, anger, evil, ignorance, and love respectively.
Therefore, the seventh level must be hatred.
According to the order, they should be arranged according to the depth of her inner obsessions.
It must be that the higher up one goes, the more difficult it must be.
She looked at the fake 'Jiang Ming' with complicated emotions; it seemed that hatred was indeed more enduring than love.
But she really didn't hate Jiang Ming that much anymore; at least she shouldn't have let it overshadow her love for Feng Yu.
She took a step forward, and the fake 'Jiang Ming' seemed to be activated, raising its head and coming to life.
Seeing the fake 'Jiang Ming's' cold face, Shen Yao's heart skipped a beat. Oh no! She forgot to leave a message for Shi Bao before entering the Trial Tower!
No one knows how much time has passed outside the tower. Shi Bao hasn't received a reply every noon, he must be getting anxious!
Shen Yao, who wasn't in a hurry to leave the tower, suddenly became anxious to get out.
She walked quickly to the fake 'Jiang Ming' and said bluntly, "No need to test me. I don't hate you that much. Let me out."