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Chapter 183 The Fairy Disenchantment Who Stole Laozi's Dojo

"Once I get back, I'll go and see for myself. I'm sure I'll figure something out."

The newlyweds stood with their arms crossed, their eyes radiating confidence, even arrogance.

He's doing it again!

System Roger listened and wholeheartedly agreed, nodding and saying, "That's right, your idea makes sense."

"I have already shared Sun Wukong's power with you."

"With the Thirty-Six Heavenly Divine Powers, the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiend Techniques, and the Great Celestial Immortal Technique, even if we are besieged by the Heavenly Court, we need not be afraid."

After saying that, he looked around at the Rogers around him, his face full of arrogance, as if he wanted to be praised and complimented.

Unfortunately, nobody paid any attention to this new big shot.

The group chatted for a few more minutes.

Not long after, after a brief farewell, the newcomer Roger left the Gray Fog Hall and returned to his own world.

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Luozhuang, Qingshan County.

Roger woke up in bed.

Sunlight streamed through the carved window lattice, illuminating his face.

Roger opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and carefully felt the power within his body.

At this moment, he could clearly perceive that the power from other worlds had been almost entirely shared.

However, due to differences in global rules, many vastly different forces are significantly diminished during the transformation process, and their effectiveness is quite limited.

Even the power of Sun Wukong that was synchronized from the system Roger was far less powerful in this world than it was in the Journey to the West world.

Roger couldn't help but wonder to himself:

"Could it be because the level of this fusion of Dream of the Red Chamber and Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio is much lower than that of the Journey to the West world?"

"Or perhaps, has this world already entered the Dharma-ending Age?"

After thinking for a long time, Roger decided to stop dwelling on it and put these doubts aside for the time being.

After breakfast, Roger was sitting in the hall, preparing to explore the foundations of this world and test its depths.

Just then, a servant rushed in to report: "Master, Miss Lin has arrived and is requesting an audience outside the door."

Roger paused for a moment, then put down his teacup and said, "Quickly, invite her in."

Before long, Lin Daiyu entered the hall.

She was dressed in a silk dress with a cloak over it, which accentuated her graceful figure, making her appear as delicate as a willow swaying in the breeze.

Her long, black hair was styled into a bun, with a jade hairpin inserted at an angle, making her face appear as white as snow.

Her eyes and brows revealed an innate fragility and sorrow that made her all the more endearing.

Lin Daiyu entered the hall, bowed slightly, and said softly:

“Young Master Luo, Daiyu has come to express her gratitude for your help that day.”

"Now that spring has arrived and the roads are much smoother, Daiyu is preparing to take her leave and head to her maternal grandmother's house."

Her voice was soft and melodious, yet tinged with a hint of sadness.

Upon hearing Lin Daiyu's farewell words, Roger did not immediately refuse, but a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.

The next moment, he cast the Dream Marriage spell.

In an instant, Lin Daiyu froze, lost in a dream.

In this dream, after bidding farewell to Roger, Lin Daiyu embarked on her journey to Jinling.

Upon arriving in Jinling, she entered the Rongguo Mansion and began a new life under the care of Grandmother Jia. Initially, everything in the Rongguo Mansion was new and exciting, but the complex interpersonal relationships and rules of the large family also made her feel somewhat constrained.

As time went by, devastating news arrived: her father, Lin Ruhai, had passed away.

From then on, Lin Daiyu became completely alone and helpless, forced to live as a dependent in the Rongguo Mansion.

As the days went by, the Rongguo Mansion gradually showed signs of decline.

Although the extravagant lifestyle in the Jia family continued, the emptiness and decay within were difficult to conceal.

Ultimately, the empire crumbled, the Jia family was raided, and their former prosperity vanished in an instant.

At the same time, the dynasty was also in turmoil.

The court was in turmoil, and the people were suffering.

Demons roam the world, wantonly harming living beings, plunging the world into chaos.

The people were living in dire straits, and rebel armies rose up in rebellion.

In this difficult world, without the protection of the Jia family, Lin Daiyu could not bear the burden and died a few years later, her life ending in tears.

Just as Lin Daiyu was immersed in this grief and despair, a resounding shout, like a booming bell, suddenly rang out:
"You were originally the Crimson Pearl Fairy Herb by the Three Lives Stone, but now you have descended to the mortal realm to undergo tribulation, only to mistakenly enter this mortal world. Wake up at once!"

Lin Daiyu suddenly woke up, her eyes still brimming with tears.

When she came to her senses, she looked closely and saw Roger standing in front of her, smiling without saying a word, exuding a mysterious aura.

Lin Daiyu was lost in thought, and unconsciously recited:
Everyone knows the immortals are good, but they can't forget fame and fortune! Where are the generals and ministers of the past and present? A mound of weeds covers their desolate graves. Everyone knows the immortals are good, but they can't forget gold and silver…

After reciting the poem, she seemed to have made a decision, knelt down, and said, "Young Master Luo, Daiyu is willing to follow you in your cultivation, hoping to escape the suffering of this world and find a way to find liberation."

Seeing Lin Daiyu's sincere desire to seek the Dao, Roger's smile deepened, and he nodded, saying, "That's excellent. With your natural talent and aptitude, it would be a waste of your innate beauty to dedicate yourself to the path of immortality."

As the reincarnation of the Crimson Pearl Flower, Lin Daiyu's natural talent and innate qualities are beyond question.

Now, returning to the path of immortality is the right path.

But at that very moment, Roger's heart skipped a beat.

He immediately used his ability to see through walls.

Above and below, there is nothing obstructing the view; within and beyond the six directions, everything is within sight.

In the Heaven of Separation and Hatred, in the Fragrant Cave of the Spring-Releasing Mountain, in the Realm of Illusion, the Fairy Disenchantment was looking down at the mortal realm.

Just as Roger unleashed his supernatural powers, Fairy Jinghuan seemed to sense something as well. Their gazes pierced through all obstacles and met in mid-air.

Roger's mind raced, and without further hesitation, he ascended to heaven amidst swirling clouds beneath his feet.

Before long, he arrived at the Heaven of Separation.

Looking up, a magnificent palace gate comes into view, with the four characters "太虚幻境" (Taixu Huanjing) inscribed on the plaque above the gate in vigorous and powerful strokes.

On either side of the palace gate are two couplets: the first line reads, "The earth is vast and the sky is high, how lamentable that the emotions of the past and present are endless," and the second line reads, "Foolish men and resentful women, how pitiful that the debts of love and romance are hard to repay." The horizontal inscription reads, "A Sea of ​​Sin and a Sky of Love."

As Roger was observing, the palace gates opened, and a fairy gracefully stepped out.

The fairy's hair was styled in an updo, adorned with pearls and jade. Her pretty face held a fierce expression, which made her appear even more aloof and elegant.

This person is none other than the Fairy Disenchantment, who governs the Realm of Illusion.

Fairy Jinghuan's gaze was like a knife, shooting straight at Roger, and she said angrily, "Fellow Daoist, why did you have to ruin the Divine Stone Attendant's descent to the mortal realm for tribulation?"

"This matter of tribulation is not something you can interfere with at will."

Roger merely used his supernatural powers to survey the entire world of Lihentian, and began to ponder.

If there really was no trace of Laozi, could it be that the Fairy Disenchantment really stole the Taoist temple?
Thinking of this, Roger's gaze fell on Fairy Jinghuan.

It seems we still have to go through with this.

(End of this chapter)