Chapter 89: The Hui Illusion Realm

The so-called ghost domain is actually very simple: it uses a massive amount of yin energy to form an illusory array around it; any living person within is affected by the yin energy and sees many illusions.

The Daoist swayed his head above the bear’s skull: "And these illusions can influence the victim’s will. Everything here, you will believe is real."

【Illusion +1】

【Illusion +1】

【Illusion +1】

A long string of proficiency levels flashed up.

Li Lin suddenly began to understand the true nature of the ghost domain.

"Is there more?"

"A large amount of yang energy can also form a similar array," the Daoist said with a grin. "Though it’s called something different—the illusion formed by yang energy is generally known as the Spirit Realm."

【Illusion +1】

Li Lin’s face lit up: "Then how do I break out of this ghost domain?"

"I might as well tell you," the Daoist said with an air of generosity. "Create your own illusion to counter it. But can you? A newly ranked Spirit Hunter? Hahaha."

Illusion?

Illusion.

Illusion!!!

Li Lin immediately thought of one thing—he himself had an illusion.

He immediately began desperately recalling the contents of the "Hui Character Secret."

Soon, a circle of white "water" appeared beneath his feet.

Then the white water circle rapidly expanded, staining the entire ghost domain, turning the whole world into a white ocean.

A silver moon hung high, its surface flowing a transparent path of ice.

Countless ice dust rained down from the ice path.

This scene came too fast—the bear and the Daoist both froze in shock.

After a long moment, the bear’s face twisted with terror.

The Daoist frantically shook his head from side to side, scanning his surroundings and simultaneously shaking in disbelief.

"What is this? What is this? What is this?!"

Blood streamed from the Daoist’s eyes as he screamed wildly: "This isn’t a ghost domain, nor a Spirit Realm—what is this?!"

No one could answer him, because Li Lin didn’t know what this illusion truly was.

When the ice dust fell to a certain height, it turned into a skyful of snowflakes.

The snowflakes landed on Li Lin’s body—still just snowflakes.

But when they landed on the bear, they became blades.

The bear frantically sprinted forward, even dropping to all fours.

The Daoist’s face was covered in countless cuts; black blood seeped from his flesh and splattered everywhere as the bear ran.

The white ocean within the illusion looked like an ocean—but it wasn’t one.

The bear could run across it, but with every step, a blood flower bloomed on the surface.

No one knew if the bear felt pain.

Li Lin wanted to chase after it, but suddenly realized he couldn’t move.

Just like when he first created this illusion—he was utterly immobilized.

He could only watch helplessly as the bear bolted away, leaped with all its strength, smashed through a large hole, and escaped.

Only a trail of blood marks remained, slowly fading.

The Daoist was indeed a fraud.

He claimed you could only break out by countering with an illusion—yet never mentioned you could run to the illusion’s edge and forcibly burst through.

At that moment, the silver moon revealed the ice path again, carrying countless ice shards that sank into his body.

His body grew colder, colder.

When he could barely endure it, the illusion finally vanished.

【Hui Character Secret +1】

Li Lin hugged himself, shivering, slowly walking toward his "new home."

A layer of frost covered his body.

So cold! So cold!

At that moment, Su Huafang and Zhao Hao rushed over and supported him.

"Li Xunshou, how do you feel?" Su Huafang felt his hands were pressed against ice.

Zhao Hao glanced around and said: "Su Xunshou, you take Li Xunshou home—I’ll go chase after him."

"Be careful."

"Understood." Zhao Hao vanished in a streak of light.

Su Huafang helped Li Lin walk toward the northern part of the city.

Fortunately, their home wasn’t far; soon they reached the door. The area was rarely visited, and the few passersby who saw Li Lin’s frozen form turned and fled immediately.

In this world of ghosts, ordinary people dared not approach anything clearly unnatural.

Su Huafang knocked on the door.

The door opened; Zhang Afu stared in shock: "Master, what happened to you...?"

Then he shouted loudly inside: "Xing'er, Xiaoqing, light the fire right away!"

"Master, hurry to the kitchen and warm yourself!"

Zhang Afu tried to help Li Lin, but seeing his entire body coated in frost, dared not touch him.

Li Lin nodded and shuffled toward the kitchen.

Su Huafang followed beside him.

The stove in the kitchen was already burning; Li Lin sat on a small stool and held out his hands to warm them.

After a while, under the stove’s warmth, the frost on Li Lin’s body began to melt into water stains.

He no longer shook as violently as before.

Zhang Afu sighed in relief and said to the side: "Xiao Yuque, boil some water and prepare washing supplies—the Master needs to warm up."

The maids sprang into action.

Seeing Li Lin was safe, Su Huafang also relaxed and said: "I’ll go assist Zhao Hao—see how he’s doing!"

Li Lin nodded.

Su Huafang turned and left.

Half an hour later, Li Lin had enjoyed a warm bath and now lay relaxed in bed.

The handwritten "Hui Character Scripture" lay on the bedside.

But he dared not even glance at it now.

Each time the illusion appeared, the cold grew worse.

The first time, he only felt cold—could dispel it by sitting still.

The second time, the air grew bitterly cold—but still bearable.

This time, the cold pierced his marrow, as if he would freeze to death.

He dared not open the book again—for now.

Unless he found a way to resist the cold.

He lay down to sleep.

Outside Yulin County, the Tree Immortal Lady floated in midair; beneath her, a Daoist’s head had turned black.

Further ahead, a bear knelt, bowing repeatedly in pleading.

The next day, Li Lin awoke and retrieved several silver ornaments from the Silver Workshop.

The government artisans truly were skilled—these ornaments were elegant and exquisitely crafted.

Then he went to the county government office.

Su Huafang and Zhao Hao were both there; upon seeing Li Lin, they immediately rushed over.

"How’s your health?" Zhao Hao asked.

"I’m fine," Li Lin replied. "What happened after you chased after him last night?"

Zhao Hao looked ashamed. "That thing moved too fast."

"I see."

Su Huafang asked: "What are your plans now?"

Li Lin thought for a moment. "I’ll return to Shangtikou Village—there’s the Tree Immortal Lady."

"That’s good," Su Huafang looked up at the sky. "Compared to the Four Marvels True Lord, the Tree Immortal Lady has more compassion—she’ll likely protect you."

Li Lin bowed and took his leave.

He went to the Huang residence, found Hong Luan, and handed her a wooden box: "For your mistress."

Hong Luan nodded vigorously: "Don’t worry—I’ll deliver this to the Miss right away... Li Lang, won’t you come in and rest a while?"

Her cheeks flushed.

Li Lin shook his head. "I must return to the village first."

Hong Luan stood at the door until Li Lin’s figure vanished completely, then turned away.

After a moment, she handed the box to Huang Qing: “This is what Li Lang asked me to give you.”

“Sent by Brother Li?”

Huang Qing’s face instantly brightened.

She eagerly opened the wooden box.

(End of chapter)