Simulation becomes reality, have I ever looked down upon the eternity?

Chapter 507 Elder Nie, you need to be more careful, you child?

Hearing this, you were somewhat puzzled, but you still went up to them.

The beautiful Elder Nie lazily propped herself up, slowly withdrawing her jade-like legs from the table, her smooth, rounded feet stepping onto the cold floor.

"Elder, is this the place?"

"A little further down..."

Her voice was sweet and sticky, with a slight upward inflection at the end. You had to lean forward slightly; from this angle, you could see a panoramic view through her loosely draped clothing.

Two great mountains, half-revealed in shyness.

You pressed your knuckles against her shoulders and neck. The massage techniques usually used on the elderly came in handy now, but Elder Nie's skin was far smoother than an old person's, like the finest silk wrapping around soft, fragrant jade.

"Zhou Jing," she suddenly called your name softly, "How long have you been at Xiao Qingfeng? Hmm, the strength is just right."

Elder Nie, who was half a head taller than you, frowned slightly and gave a soft snort.

"Reporting to the elder, it's been two years and three months," you said, but before you could finish, you suddenly felt a chill on the back of your hand.

Her slender fingers had somehow found their way up to yours, the henna-colored nail polish on her nails creating a subtle, tingling sensation on your skin.

"Are you settling in alright?" A warm, moist breath whispered in your ear as you watched her turn her beautiful face.

She had risen from the recliner at some point and was now kneeling before you, her body undulating like a green serpent. Her eyes burned with barely concealed passion, her lips, painted with lipstick, were close at hand, revealing pearly white teeth and a soft, fragrant tongue.

Her fingertips traced a slow, undulating path along your arm, like a serpent flicking its tongue, finally settling on your chin, where she gently lifted it, stirring your heartstrings.

She slowly straightened up.

You have to look up to see her face clearly.

"Isn't it lonely to be alone? Does the elder feel sorry for you?"

You swallowed hard, inhaling the warm fragrance emanating from her collar, your eyes growing even more intoxicated.

"It's just the two of us right now..." she said softly, her eyes filled with tenderness, "Whatever you want to do is up to you."

Her words were enchanting, yet deep within her captivating eyes lay a chilling stillness, like a deep, icy pool.

[Nie Qingzhu silently rose from the recliner, while you remained gazing intently at the pink mist, your eyes unfocused, your hands still in a massage posture, a blissful smile playing on your lips, as if you were lost in a beautiful dream.]

She stood with her hands behind her back, her deep gaze scrutinizing you as if trying to see through the facade to the truth beneath.

"A four-year-old with innate talent? And he stayed at Xiaoqing Peak for two years, and he's also a disciple of Senior Brother Nian..."

Despite her repeated investigations confirming your innocent background, this only makes her more uneasy.

Today's "test" is to see—why you've come to Little Green Peak?

This illusion is called "The Illusion of the Seven Emotions," and it specifically targets the deepest desires of the human heart.

Once one becomes immersed in it, they will lose their composure and reveal all their secrets to the caster without reservation.

Nie Qingzhu frowned slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

Though you appear infatuated, you have not been completely consumed by lust; a sliver of clarity remains in your mind.

This child has a remarkable character.

"Interesting indeed..." Her eyes gleamed with growing interest. If you gave in so easily, you wouldn't be worth the effort she put into testing you.

Time slowly passed; half an hour went by, and you were still not completely consumed by the illusion.

Nie Qingzhu remained calm and composed, observing quietly as if appreciating a meticulously crafted play.

"Could it be..." she suddenly changed the hand seals she made, "that she's still too young and hasn't experienced love?"

The pink mist suddenly surged, transforming into dazzling golden light, within which countless rare treasures and divine martial arts manuals appeared—this time, directly targeting your desire for "fame and fortune" and "cultivation"!

[She saw that your mind was still clear, and there was no rush. This loss of composure is like an avalanche; it's the last straw that breaks the camel's back. It requires patience.] [She lazily turned her neck, the muscles still tingling with soreness. Strangely enough, Zhou Jing's massage technique was indeed skillful, his finger pressure penetrating yet not heavy.]

Seeing that no one was around, Nie Qingzhu hooked her slender fingers around the silk sash at her waist and gently tugged, causing her silk skirt to slide down like flowing water, piling up beside her jade-like ankles.

A beautiful body... vibrant and alluring, with powdered skin and fair skin.

She felt much better; she liked this carefree feeling.

The figure within the pink mist trembled almost imperceptibly.

[Nie Qingzhu walked slowly towards him, like two towering mountains... then slowly turned around...]

You seemed somewhat helpless, but had no choice but to maintain this posture, making it perfectly clear what was happening.

Elder Nie, you really need to be more careful.

That bewitching powdery mist is nothing but a child's trick to you. With your cultivation level, let alone Nie Qingzhu's shallow illusion, even a more profound bewitching technique wouldn't be able to affect you in the slightest.

An hour later, the fog suddenly surged.

[A hint of joy had just appeared in Nie Qingzhu's eyes when she saw you fall backward, pale-faced—you had fainted from the overwhelming pressure on your mind, your face flushed red, clearly indicating that your emotions had reached their peak, rather than that you had lost your mind.]

[This situation is unexpected. Does it prove that you maintained your resolve throughout the illusion, ultimately demonstrating a willingness to "die rather than submit"?]

Is this kid really that determined?

[She gently raised her hand, and the illusion rewound, revealing the last scene:]

[In Nie Qingzhu's final examination of the illusion, the last scene was of demons attacking Xiao Qingfeng, with Zhou Jing alone guarding the mountain gate until the very end. He sacrificed all his strength to allow his junior brothers and sisters to escape, never being bewitched by the demons, and died from exhaustion.]

The final image shattered, causing Nie Qingzhu's fingers to tremble.

Before the crimson peak engulfed in flames, your solitary figure guarding the mountain gate stands tall like a lone pine.

Amidst countless demonic shadows, when his sword broke, he fought with his fists and palms; when his bones fractured, he bit with his teeth. Until the very last moment, he held tightly to the demon general's throat, securing a sliver of life for his comrades.

Even she was moved by this, clearly Zhou Jing was so engrossed in it that he would believe it was real!

"Wouldn't you abandon your sect even until death?"

Her tone softened considerably, "You silly child?"

"Regardless of your reason for coming, you've barely passed this test."

With that, she swiftly caught your swaying body.

You only caught a whiff of a delicate, subtle fragrance, like the warm scent of soft jade.

[You inwardly groaned, "Elder Nie, can't you at least get dressed properly?"]

"This place is so deep, my head is practically sinking in."

You couldn't push him away, so you had to hold your breath, control your heartbeat, and calm your breathing.

[Nie Qingzhu didn't seem to care. She was much older than you, and in her eyes, you were still a greenhorn.]

She left after settling you on the bed in the hut.

[You try to focus your mind, visualizing the spell recorded in your heart, and then recall what you just experienced; it's difficult to calm your mind for a moment.]

[I simply focused my breathing, relaxed my mind, and soon fell into a deep sleep.]

[The following morning.]

P.S.: I'm posting this chapter earlier than expected!

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