Chapter 818 - 821: Yellow Weasel

Those who wish to learn illusions from Lady Sang Hai are mostly young people. The Azure Empire is about to invade, and they must acquire a skill for self-defense.

Martial Path?

The cultivation is too slow, and last-minute efforts yield little progress.

The same goes for other professions,

except for illusion techniques.

You might learn it and instantly master it to the fullest.

As such, many young people from various families, knowing that Lady Sang Hai will impart her knowledge, immediately flock here.

Not just people from Xiuyuan Country, but also those from outside the Xiuyuan Realm.

Youngsters, fearing they might not learn the illusions, even brought their parents. They hope, given the family background and elder influence, Lady Sang Hai might teach them.

Now, Qin Yuhan brought Wu Tian here,

They judge others by themselves, and think that the purpose behind bringing elders is the same reason Qin Yuhan brought Wu Tian.

"Despicable."

"Indeed."

"They even brought Wu Tian."

These young people, some in their teens, others in their twenties, don’t think about the fact that they brought their parents,

At this moment, Lady Sang Hai is exchanging pleasantries with Wu Tian,

Wu Tian considers Lady Sang Hai a good person. Heavenly King Realm, fifth rank. She is humble, and as a woman, in pursuit of illusion techniques, has never loved a man in her life.

It is not something every woman can accomplish, especially someone as beautiful as Lady Sang Hai.

"Alright, time’s up. Those who haven’t arrived, can only say sorry. We will start now." Lady Sang Hai smiled gently at the crowd and said.

"Understood." The crowd responded,

"This time, as the Azure Empire invades, as a woman, I too must take the lead. If I unfortunately fall, I hope the family illusion will continue to be passed down unbroken." Sang Hai looked at the crowd and spoke slowly.

There is an Array Masters Guild for the array masters,

An Alchemist Guild for the alchemists,

Yet, what about illusionists?

There is no guild for illusionists.

To fight for the people against the Azure Empire’s army, even if death awaits, Lady Sang Hai is unafraid.

Men can be unafraid of death.

Women, too, can be the same.

But what she fears most is the disappearance of illusion inheritance. Of course, choosing an heir cannot be done haphazardly.

One must find someone who will persist, so that illusions may grow.

Otherwise, if one learns illusions but gives up midway,

What’s the point in passing it down now?

"Some are unfamiliar with illusionists."

"How I select someone with the strongest aptitude for illusions from among you, you do not know either."

"Now, I must tell you."

"This evaluation, I see many of you brought family elders, so this time, the assessment will be done in batches with the elders evaluating you."

Upon thinking about this, someone immediately understands. The little Yellow Weasel and the old Yellow Weasel from the Domain of Myriad Demons exchange a glance with joy,

The old Yellow Weasel steps forward, saying: "Lady Sang Hai, our clan naturally knows some illusions. Let our clan be responsible for one batch."

"Sure, but I remind you, your grandson’s batch cannot be your responsibility." Sang Hai said,

The old Yellow Weasel nodded, indicating his understanding.

He was overjoyed, for the test of illusion aptitude is to see how quickly one can emerge from an illusion,

The shorter the time to emerge, the better.

The old Yellow Weasel vowed to make sure those he was responsible for remained trapped in the illusions for a long time and to eliminate them. This way, his grandson would have hope.

As for variations in the scale and strength of illusions, how to ensure fairness? Sang Hai did not consider this issue. For illusionists, luck is equivalent to strength.

Sang Hai smiled and said, "I wonder if there are other elders here who know illusions? If not, the present group will only be divided into two batches."

Wu Tian glanced at the old Yellow Weasel, thinking that they are not of his kind, hence their hearts must differ.

This saying is not a hundred percent accurate.

But the accuracy rate is over eighty percent.

Wu Tian thought for a while, then stepped out, "I will join too, illusions? I know them too."

"You know illusions?" Sang Hai was taken aback. Everyone knew Wu Tian was strong in martial arts. Could it be that such a person has also achieved something in illusions?

Is this for real?

Or is it just talk?

"Mr. Wu Tian, may I ask if what you say is true?" Sang Hai asked with an inquisitive look.

"Of course. My current level of illusions is not enough for testing. But later, it will be." Wu Tian stood with his hands behind his back, smiling lightly.

Sang Hai was stunned. What does he mean by his current level of illusions is insufficient for testing, but later will be?

What are illusions?

They can be learned instantly, but this instant still means several days, not immediately on the spot!

"Wait for me a moment." This kind of matter was hard to explain, Wu Tian said,

His Spiritual Sense entered the Nine Dragon Ring, into the Heavenly Emperor’s Treasure House. He searched for the Illusory Realm scroll,

This item, in the Mythical World, was once given by the Queen Mother to Erlang Shen,

Later obtained by the little fox Xiao Yu, and used against Sun Wukong.

But Sun Wukong, after becoming a Buddha, had a clear mind, and was not trapped by the Illusory Realm.

Wu Tian once obtained it, only to return it later.

Now, Wu Tian searched for it in the Heavenly Court.

"What is he doing, suddenly standing there and not moving?" Old Yellow Weasel murmured,

He suspected Wu Tian of bluffing.

He spoke too confidently,

Now doesn’t know what to do.

But Old Yellow Weasel dared not speak it out.

Who doesn’t know Wu Tian dares to kill anyone?

So the doubts could only be held in his heart. He didn’t think Wu Tian knew illusions. As for Wu Tian having a supreme illusion treasure? Old Yellow Weasel thought it more improbable.

Supreme treasures are few, illusion type supreme treasures?

He had never heard of it, and thought it impossible to have.

"What should we do now?" Old Yellow Weasel muttered vexedly, "If he stands there quietly all day, are we going to wait a day? You know, I have to accompany my grandson later to the Blood Refiners Guild to ask the Ancestor of Blood Refinement something."

"Just wait a bit longer." Lady Sang Hai could only say so,

...At the same time, Lu Baicha had finished dealing with matters at the brothel and returned to the Lu family to continue sword training.

Yet a friend came looking for him.

Lan Xiangzi.

Lan Xiangzi was a friend from Lu Baicha’s youth,

But Lan Xiangzi became an orphan, living with his uncle. Later the uncle moved to the countryside,

And Lan Xiangzi left.

Now, Lan Xiangzi wanders the Jianghu with a sword, heard his brother Lu Baicha started learning swords, and made a special trip to find him.

"It’s been a long time since we last met." Seeing Lan Xiangzi, a friend, after more than ten years, filled Lu Baicha with emotion.

"Baicha, I heard you also started sword training, I was curious, as a scholar, what kind of sword you can wield. Come, duel with me." Lan Xiangzi, with a sword in his hand, pointed directly at Lu Baicha: "Come, let’s spar, let’s spar."

"This isn’t good, right?" Lu Baicha shook his head, refusing. His Pure Yang Sword was too sharp. His Heavenly Escape Technique too powerful. He feared he would overshadow Lan Xiangzi.