RNP Chapter 40 My Family's Remnants
Chapter 40 My Family's Remnants
Looking inside, the stones used to build the hut are black and white, with a few auspicious clouds on the roof and a Tai Chi diagram on the ground. Apart from the inability to determine the material, everything else is unremarkable.
The yin-yang fish were different in size, with one red and one green eye, unlike the others. Cai Fei only knew that they were mother and child yin-yang symbols, but he had no idea of their specific meaning.
"Please stand where the mother fish's eyes are, close your eyes, relax your body, and let your mind wander."
The peaceful and pleasant voice of the artifact spirit of the Illusionary Realm rang in Cai Fei's ears. This was one of the thousands of incarnations of the artifact spirit of the Illusionary Realm. Cai Fei dared not be disrespectful and stood in the position of the red fish eye as instructed, closed his eyes, and relaxed his consciousness.
At the same time, the green fish-eye positions opened, and a body dressed in coarse cloth slowly rose up. After standing still, the formation was activated, and the Tai Chi formation slowly rotated, completing nine full rotations before stopping.
Cai Fei opened his eyes and compared them up close. He saw that the body standing opposite him was exactly the same as him in terms of appearance and build. The only difference was that its eyes were always closed.
This is the Illusion Puppet – supposedly based on the principle of the "False Form Technique" in the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, the legendary source of Sun Wukong's seventy-two transformations. It is unknown what method the Heavenly Court used to enable the Illusionary Realm to understand such supernatural powers.
Cai Fei reached out and touched it; the texture of the skin was almost exactly the same as that of a human body!
Similar to "3D printing", but this is much more realistic.
This term popped into Cai Fei's mind.
The world of cultivation is truly mysterious and unfathomable. If this thing can truly possess a soul, then in at least this aspect, it is far superior to my previous life.
"Transformation of form and body, change of tendons and bones."
Amidst the melodious voice of the artifact spirit, white light enveloped the Tai Chi formation, and a large amount of spiritual energy surged into the puppet.
After about half an hour, the white light dissipated, and the puppet underwent a change that was barely perceptible to the naked eye before slowly sinking into the Taiji Eye.
It's so lifelike, it's like watching yourself being buried.
Cai Fei watched silently as the puppet disappeared into the array's core. He composed himself, walked to the door, affixed his waist token, opened the door, went out, found his assigned Illusionary Abode No. 23, and lay down inside fully clothed.
"The illusion array is about to activate. Please lie down and relax, and let your mind wander outside your body."
At four quarters past noon, the spirit's voice rang out in Illusionary Abode No. 23, peaceful and melodious, much like the flight announcements of a past life.
Cai Fei lay flat as instructed, relaxing his mind.
"The forest, mountain, and desert environments are now open. Teleportation is done by random tossing. Countdown begins—10, 9, 8…"
A flash of white light.
The next second, his consciousness appeared inside the puppet body that had just been customized.
Beneath their feet was a resurrection circle, and around them were four teammates, three men and one woman, their brows glowing red—this was the "red team".
At a glance, only the girl among the four was a student from Class Earth. Cai Fei didn't go over to greet her because the puppet's five senses were really too poor.
Tiny black dots swayed wildly in his vision, like dozens of mosquitoes flying in front of him; his ears were filled with a low buzzing; his nose was half-blocked, and he could only breathe smoothly by opening his mouth; his tongue was numb, and he licked his upper lip without realizing it.
Finally, he reached up and touched his collar, as if his fingers were covered in thick calluses...
Is this a torture device?
If the gods from the Investiture of the Gods thousands of years ago were living inside such puppets, then it's no wonder Li Zhu said those gods were slaves!
Cai Fei muttered to himself. He twisted his body and tried a few preparatory movements to get used to this "instrument of torture," but no matter how he twisted, he couldn't get comfortable. He felt like a puppet in a shadow play.
Just as I was getting annoyed, the spirit spoke again:
"Welcome to the illusion array. The protection period is about to end, and your soul will soon enter your body. Please be careful."
Before Cai Fei could even ask "what is meant by 'body'", he stumbled forward three steps and fell to the ground with a "thud".
A standard prostration.
Immediately afterwards, he felt a tightness in his chest, saw stars, felt his blood surging, and even his soul and consciousness were shaking violently.
Is this what it calls "soul possession"?
A soul merges into a puppet's body?
A wave of nausea washed over Cai Fei, and he quickly collapsed to the ground. The others around him seemed to be in no better shape, but at least they all sat quietly. After a few minutes, they slowly stood up and began to move their limbs.
Cai Fei remained dizzy and began to dry heave incessantly. His stomach was empty, and he couldn't vomit anything, which only made him feel worse. He vomited until tears streamed down his face, looking utterly pathetic.
Then I heard someone nearby say, "Which class is this guy from? Why is he coming if he's not feeling well?"
"Our classmate just applied for the position of class discipline officer, specifically to manage discipline. She shouldn't be sick, she was fine this morning." It was the girl's voice, her puppet-like tone was terribly off-key, but you could still hear the sarcasm in it.
"Managing discipline in the Earth Class?" someone laughed. "Is he out of his mind, or mentally ill?"
"No way, he's got a lot of nerve!" The girl seemed to be trying to dissuade him, but her tone was teasing. "The other day, a few of Feng Xiangguo's friends broke the rules, and he took on three of them, beating them so badly they were running for their lives and were hung up to dry!"
"So you call yourself a master? I'll have to take a good look." The man laughed and kicked Cai Fei, flipping him over face up. "Whoa—a master who sheds tears and snot!"
This is the nature of the cultivators from Aolai; they revel in seeing others suffer and would never lend a helping hand.
Cai Fei opened one eye and glanced at the man, then closed it again.
He doesn't even have the strength to talk back now.
One person crouched down and took a closer look: "Brother, are you pregnant? Your morning sickness is so bad!"
You big idiot!
Cai Fei ignored him, turned over, and wriggled around like a caterpillar until she reached a corner, where she continued to dry heave.
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On the other side, in the steward's room at the entrance of the compound, after seeing Cai Fei off, Steward Bao immediately handed over the registration work to his subordinates and went into the inner room. He took out a jade slip containing the students' information and pressed it to his forehead to examine it carefully.
At first glance, there seemed to be no problem, but after learning about Cai Fei's situation and looking at the information again, he immediately noticed something—Cai Fei's information was too simplistic.
Aside from birth date and address, there is nothing else.
This simplicity is completely at odds with its actual complexity!
A cultivator with nine mixed spiritual roots who can reach the sixth level at the age of eighteen is considered a talent, even in the Star Moon Sect, which possesses fourth-order spiritual veins.
Cai Fei is from Aolai, and from Wujialing, an extremely poor place. What does that mean?
They either possess extremely strong mental strength, or they have other, even more powerful aptitudes.
The steward put down the jade slip, his gaze momentarily dark and unreadable.
After a moment's thought, he began to act—setting up two layers of isolation arrays at the entrance and in the center of the room, and then taking out a gray-black jade array plate from his Qiankun bag, and setting up the array with various talismans.
After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the magic array was activated, and a sand table-like object protruded from the center of the array.
"Go investigate someone." The steward wrote the words on the sand table, which then began to move, and the writing quickly disappeared into it.
A few breaths later, a single word appeared on the sand table: "Who?"
"Cai Fei, of the Earth Class, Class 9, Rank 6," the steward wrote again.
This time, a long time passed before two words appeared on the sand table: "No time."
"They are remnants of my village." Steward Bao wrote another line.
"Okay, I'll check right away."
Almost immediately, they gave a definite answer.