Chapter 75

In the illusion, the Grand Master quickly returned from outside.

When he saw the fire wall in the yard, he was startled, but luckily, Yun Chuyou was still in front of the crowd, directing everyone inside the Grand Master Mansion.

"Chuyou, are you okay?"

Yun Chuyou shook her head, "What could possibly be wrong with me?"

She asked Xie Qi, "What about the things you bought from outside?"

"They are waiting outside. I was worried something would happen to you, so I came in first."

He was able to bring in a whole bunch of things because Yun Chuyou had arranged for a safe path at the door. Knowing Yun Chuyou made a huge contribution to getting rid of the plants, his eyes twinkled, and he sincerely praised, "Chuyou, you are so clever to think of this idea!"

Yun Chuyou smiled with her lips pressed together, "I didn’t do much, and besides, the fire was already here. If we talk about contributions, yours is bigger."

After all, it was a divine fire born with the Grand Master. Without this fire, those black plants would not be so easily burned.

"I had someone spread out the fire, but I don’t know what the situation outside is like now."

They had previously been burning plants near the Grand Master Mansion, and their own defense battle had just finished; now they finally had extra people to assist others.

Xie Qi said, "There are many of these strange plants in the street, but the palace is the worst."

When the palace was mentioned, a hint of disgust appeared on the beautiful face of the silver-haired Grand Master.

He had always disliked that filthy place. If it weren’t for the special circumstances, he might not have set foot in the palace for decades.

Yun Chuyou asked again, "What is the situation with the rebels now?"

Today, very few people came out to set up stalls and do business, because the rebels had broken into the city and most people were hiding at home, afraid of being attacked by the soldiers in the streets.

Xie Qi said, "It seems the rebels have gotten into some trouble. That’s why I took the chance to leave the palace." He didn’t care much about the rebels; they were just a scattered crowd.

Yun Chuyou wanted to ask something else, but at that moment, she heard someone calling her name, "Yun Chuyou…"

That voice came from the edge of the sky, ethereal and pure, like a celestial song. This voice was beautiful and unique, and Yun Chuyou was sure she had never heard it before.

"What?"

"What’s wrong?"

The first sentence was asked by Yun Chuyou, and the second was asked by the puzzled Grand Master.

Yun Chuyou asked Xie Qi, "Did you hear any strange sounds?"

The voice only rang out once, and then she couldn’t hear it anymore.

Xie Qi replied, "A strange sound? Are you talking about the noise of the plants burning outside, or the sound of people talking?"

Yun Chuyou shook her head, "Not that. I think I heard someone calling my name."

Yun Chuyou hadn’t heard anyone call her full name in a long time. For instance, since she entered Grand Master Mansion, Xie Qi always affectionately called her Ayu, while the servants brought from the Prime Minister’s Office privately called her "Miss," and those from Grand Master Mansion called her "Madam."

No one will call her by her full name. Her cheap father might do that, but his voice is not as sweet.

Furthermore, because of the earlier rebellion, the Prime Minister’s Office has already been involved. Even though they survived, they were sentenced to exile and left the capital more than half a year ago.

Xie Qi shook his head honestly and said, "I didn’t hear anything."

Could it be that she was imagining things, or was that strange plant making her see things?

Yun Chuyou’s heart raced; she looked around cautiously and said, "Xie Qi, if I do something dangerous and lose control, you need to stop me right away!"

Xie Qi nodded firmly. Although he didn’t know why Yun Chuyou said this, he would never let her take risks, "As long as I’m here, I will keep Chuyou safe."

"Yun Chuyou, can you hear me?"

This time it was that same voice, but unlike the previous muffled and faint sounds, this one was much clearer.

Yun Chuyou felt a bit uneasy and asked, "Xie Qi, this time, did you hear any sounds?"

Xie Qi shook his head again and said, "Chuyou, I didn’t hear anything. What did you hear? Don’t worry, no matter what happens, I will be by your side."

The people outside could tell from Yun Chuyou’s reaction in the illusion that they had successfully contacted her. She quickly said, "Yun Chuyou, the voice you hear is not your imagination. This voice can only be heard by you. You are not the young lady of the Prime Minister’s Office; you are the leader of the Qingxu Sect, and you are currently in the Nascent Soul Stage competition."

Yun Chuyou couldn’t help but widen her eyes, doubting if she had hysteria for a moment.

The voice continued, "The place you are in is the illusion built by the Thousand Mile Landscape Map. Because of the Magic Demon Vine, there are some problems with the Nascent Soul Stage competition. Normally, if you fail in the competition, you would be sent out of the illusion. But now, everyone is trapped inside the illusion and cannot leave."

After briefly explaining the current situation, the voice made its request, "Right now, the outside world sees that you are the only cultivator still in the competition. Next, I will help you regain your memories and skills as much as possible. See if you can find other cultivators from different sects to work together to find a way to safely escape."

The people outside hesitated at first about whether to inform the last remaining contestant, Yun Chuyou, but after some discussion, they decided to tell her everything.

This also informs Yun Chuyou why they are seeking her out instead of anyone else, hoping that this Taoist Friend Yun will make an effort and show a bit of responsibility.

Yun Chuyou smiled faintly, feeling that she was indeed quite unwell. This auditory hallucination was not only serious but also quite logical.

What does it mean to be the only one left? She was past the age of fantasy and would not imagine herself as the center of the world or a savior.

But not long after that voice spoke, she felt her mind was like a morning bell ringing, a buzzing sound, and the hidden fog suddenly cleared, bringing a flood of memories into her mind.

"Chuyou!"

When Yun Chuyou woke up, she was still lying on the bed in the dream, and a beautiful face full of worry was looking at her. When she saw Yun Chuyou awake, those starry eyes sparkled with light, "Chuyou, you finally woke up! You suddenly fainted, and no matter how much I called you, you wouldn’t wake up. You scared me to death."

Yun Chuyou shook her head, feeling a bit embarrassed, "Don’t worry, I’m fine."

After the restraints were lifted, Yun Chuyou’s true memories returned. She had actually traveled here long ago; she was not the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister’s Office, but the current sect master of the Qingxu Sect, Yun Chuyou.

The existence of the system also supported this. After the special restraints on her were lifted, the system panel changed, turning back into what it was in her memories.

No wonder she felt that this script was unreal and absurd; it was also no wonder that the grand master saw her and the favorability rating was a hundred percent.

Although Xie Qi was a grand master, his personality was not that of a naive and simple person. Falling in love at first sight is normal, but to love to the point of unwavering devotion does not seem reasonable.

Yun Chuyou asked, "How long was I unconscious?"

The other person replied, "About half the time it takes to burn an incense stick."

Half an incense stick, which is about thirty minutes, isn’t actually very long.

That’s true, if this takes a long time, Xie Fuzhi would go crazy with worry.

She asked the person in front of her, "Xie Fuzhi, how much do you remember?"

Xie Qi suddenly widened his eyes, and his expression changed in a funny way, "Chuyou, what did you call me?"

Yun Chuyou usually only calls herself Xie Qi, not Xie Fuzhi.

Well, seeing his accusing look, Yun Chuyou knew Xie Fuzhi must not be aware.

So Yun Chuyou called again, "Master."

The silver-haired grand master looked even more forlorn, "Chuyou, you’re not mistaking me for someone else, are you? I am your husband, not a master."

He hid his desire to kill, which was not aimed at Yun Chuyou, but at the master who was somewhere unknown.

That disrespectful master must be using his experience to deceive and seduce the naive lady.

Chuyou is innocent; everything is that shameless man’s fault.

Alright, it seems that the master’s memory isn’t easy to restore.

Yun Chuyou wanted to try again; she beckoned Xie Fuzhi with her hand, signaling him to come closer.

Xie Qi’s beautiful face turned shy as he said, "Chuyou, it’s broad daylight now."

What nonsense is Xie Qi thinking? At this time, would she want to do such things? Yun Chuyou said impatiently, "I’m asking you to listen closely; there are some things I only want to say to you."

During the competition, the water curtain seemed to show what was happening. Although the voice said they had cleared the competition scene in time, not many people could see the water curtain now. Because the flow of time in the illusion was different, it would skip unimportant details and only show key plot points while also blurring any private information.

But thinking about how her every move might be watched by many people, she didn’t want to do anything out of the ordinary.

Xie Qi instinctively glanced at the servant not far outside the screen, "You all can leave, there’s no need to stay at the door."

He obediently lowered his head, pressing his ear to Yun Chuyou’s lips, and whispered softly like a buzzing mosquito, "Chuyou, you can say what you want to say now."

Yun Chuyou found it a bit amusing; she wanted to share a secret, yet Xie Qi was making his voice so small.

However, thinking about the urgency of the situation, she didn’t delay for long and began whispering names in his ear, "Qingxu Sect, Yu Jiu, Meng He, Zhong Wei…"

While saying the names, she kept an eye on Xie Fuzhi’s subtle expressions; there was no strong change on his face, and he looked somewhat confused.

Once Yun Chuyou finished speaking, the Grand Master’s face finally showed a greater emotional shift.

But this change was not what Yun Chuyou had hoped for; he accused her with a pitiful look, "Chuyou, are those names you just mentioned the names of your old lovers?! There’s not just me in your heart, but all these others?!"

This was a direction of thought Yun Chuyou had never considered; she couldn’t help but lean back: love can be really scary!