Chapter 129

Chapter 129: Tailor-Made Illusion Art
“Senior Sister Yu!”

Ji Han Zhou felt that Yu Zhao was being too impulsive.

This bet was completely unequal.

If Senior Sister Yu won, that man only had to stop pestering her. But if Senior Sister Yu lost, she had to kowtow and admit she was wrong!

That was not fair.

But Ji Han Zhou did not know that what Yu Zhao had wanted all along was to draw a clear line between herself and these people.

As long as Lan Zi Yu stopped bothering her, she would be satisfied.

As for whether she would lose…

Neither Yu Zhao nor Ji Han Zhou had ever considered that possibility.

Because the Shadow Pavilion’s Kill Order was still on the board, the two of them had run into several assassination attempts along the way.

Yu Zhao had not only remained unscathed, she could even control the assassins to act as sparring partners for Ji Han Zhou.

Lan Zi Yu might be outstanding among his peers, but by closing himself off, he had already been left far behind by Yu Zhao.

“I’ll let you make the first move, so you won’t say I’m bullying you.”

Lan Zi Yu lifted his chin and said confidently.

When Ji Han Zhou heard this, he let out a derisive laugh.

The man even dared let Senior Sister Yu take the first move; he was looking for death.

Ji Han Zhou retreated quickly so he would not get caught in the crossfire.

“Alright.”

Yu Zhao did not refuse either. To her, going first or second was not much different.

Lan Zi Yu looked unconcerned on the surface, but a trace of wariness quietly rose in his heart.

But after waiting a while, Yu Zhao still did not move. He began to suspect that she was stalling for time and said impatiently: “How much longer are you going to stall?”

“Lan Zi Yu, remember what you said. From now on, when you see me, you must go around me!”

Lan Zi Yu flew into a rage and was just about to scold her for being arrogant when a strange fragrance suddenly drilled into his nose.

His expression jolted. The taut lines of his face instantly relaxed, and a look of intoxication appeared.

In that moment, it was as if he stood in a Pure Land of Bliss. His mind swayed, and an indescribable, soaring pleasure rose in his body.

“Mm!”

He bit his tongue on instinct, forcing himself to calm down.

However, the pleasure welling up from the depths of his soul could not be suppressed at all. Very soon, he threw away his reason, took out his Life-bound Dharma Artifact, the Breaking Clouds Flute, from his Storage Space, and began to play.

The sound of the flute was lingering, gentle and melodious.

He was completely intoxicated by it, and before he knew it, his body began to sway along.

Following the flute music, Su Ming and Ye Cong Xin rushed over, only to see the always aloof, cold, and solitary Lan Zi Yu singing and dancing alone in the forest.

Su Ming: !

Ye Cong Xin: !

“Junior Sister, y-you, hurry and pinch me. Did I also have Qi Deviation? Why do I see Second Senior Brother dancing? It must be an illusion, it has to be an illusion!”

Su Ming’s expression was blank, his jaw almost dropping to the ground in shock.

Ye Cong Xin reacted much faster than Su Ming. She pinched him hard and said anxiously: “Third Senior Brother, the one who had Qi Deviation is not you, it’s Second Senior Brother. Hurry and go help him!”

She still had not gotten Lan Zi Yu’s Fortune. Lan Zi Yu absolutely could not have anything happen to him.

“O-oh.”

Su Ming answered while running over to stand in front of Lan Zi Yu.

He scratched his head in embarrassment and looked helplessly at Ye Cong Xin: “Junior Sister, what should I do?”

Ye Cong Xin was almost angered to death by Su Ming’s pig brain.

Did he even need to ask?

Of course he should slap Lan Zi Yu awake with a single palm.

She took a deep breath and reminded him softly: “Third Senior Brother, you have to think of a way to wake Second Senior Brother up.”

Su Ming looked at Lan Zi Yu, who was lost in his own world, then lowered his head to look at his own hand. With a mournful face, he said: “Second Senior Brother, forgive me.”

Slap!

Afraid that one slap would not be enough and he would have to use a second, Su Ming put all his strength into this one, without holding back at all.

Caught off guard, Lan Zi Yu was sent flying by Su Ming’s thunderous slap, tracing an elegant arc through the air.

“Second Senior Brother!”

Ye Cong Xin was stunned.

Su Ming was dumbfounded.

Lan Zi Yu himself had no idea what had happened. Supporting his dizzy head, he sat up from a pile of fallen leaves, his eyes full of confusion.

“Second Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, are you okay? I did not mean it. It is all because you were so scary just now!”

“Second Senior Brother, is your head still dizzy? Does your body feel strange anywhere else?”

Lan Zi Yu looked at Su Ming, whose eyes were flickering, and Ye Cong Xin, whose face was full of concern. His blurry memories slowly resurfaced.

When he thought of what he had just been doing, a rush of heat shot straight up to his crown. He was ashamed and furious to the point of wanting to die. He almost wished he had never woken up.

“Second Senior Brother, what was wrong with you just now? Why did you suddenly start dancing in the forest? Weren’t you going to watch other people fight? Where are they? Why is it just you left?”

Lan Zi Yu had never hated Su Ming’s chatter as much as he did today.

He did not want to recall what had happened just now at all.

At the same time, his heart was filled with shock, anger, and panic that he could not speak of to anyone.

Yu Zhao, when had Yu Zhao become so powerful?

Under her Illusion Art, he had had almost no power to fight back and had been toyed with at her will.

Her change was so great that he could not help but feel a strong doubt.

Was she really Yu Zhao?

“Second Senior Brother, why are you not talking? Did you…”

“Shut up!”

Lan Zi Yu shouted. Su Ming closed his mouth, feeling wronged.

But when he saw the obvious redness and swelling on Lan Zi Yu’s cheek, he almost could not help bursting out laughing again.

The two feelings pulled back and forth in him, making him feel very uncomfortable.

“If you still consider me your Senior Brother, you are not allowed to mention what just happened to anyone! That includes Master!”

Lan Zi Yu warned them with a cold look.

They absolutely could not spread this humiliating incident.

“O-okay.” Su Ming replied reluctantly, feeling as if a cat were scratching at his heart.

If he had known, he should have followed along earlier too.

Ye Cong Xin nodded obediently: “Senior Brother, we will not tell anyone. Lone Moon Peak is a group. When one flourishes, all flourish. When one is harmed, all are harmed.”

Some of the frustration in Lan Zi Yu’s chest eased under Ye Cong Xin’s comfort.

But when he thought of how he had fallen to such a state because of Yu Zhao, he became furious again, his face going green, then white.

Yu Zhao!

This time I was careless. Next time I will definitely not let you off!

Just you wait!

…

“Hahaha!”

“Hahahahaha!”

Yu Zhao looked helplessly at Ji Han Zhou, who was laughing so hard he was about to fall off the Flying Sword: “Is it really that funny?”

Ji Han Zhou had been laughing the entire way, making her eardrums ache.

“It is really funny!” Ji Han Zhou held his belly that hurt from laughing and said with a straight face: “Senior Sister Yu, how did you think of making him dance in the woods? It was just too funny!”

Yu Zhao’s lips twitched: “Xuan Ling gave me a little inspiration.”

Back then in the Merfolk Pavilion, the Illusory Realm Xuan Ling had set up for her had been Fang Cheng Lang, Lan Zi Yu, and the others dancing in disheveled clothes in front of her.

She had just had a sudden idea and tailored an Illusion Art for Lan Zi Yu that could let his nature be released to the greatest extent, and the result was surprisingly good.

With how well she knew Lan Zi Yu, he was probably about to die of anger at this moment.

In the future, whenever he saw her, he would definitely remember this painful lesson. She figured he would also learn to keep his word and keep his distance from her.

Yu Zhao thought, not entirely certain.