Chapter 89: You Dare to Jump into the Waves Again!

As the Golden Pavilion unleashed the 'Passion of Beauties', the atmosphere along both riverbanks surged to its peak!

The onlookers rubbed their fists in anticipation; six of the seven contestants were bound to suffer ruin and disgrace, so they all waited in dread for the match to begin!

To avoid disappointing the lechers who had flocked from afar, the Golden Pavilion had prepared quite thoroughly.

As Fan Guangyuan clapped his hands, a rather seductive, beautiful woman emerged from the Golden Pavilion. With large breasts and a plump rear, she wore scanty clothing and glided gracefully to the center of the stage, holding a hollowed-out sphere in her hand.

The onlookers were initially puzzled, thinking that with only one wanton woman, it would be difficult to seduce seven men and women.

But the enchanting beauty soon held up the hollow sphere and introduced it to the crowd:

"This object is named the 'Bell of Supreme Bliss'. Originally a sacred implement of the Wu Sect, its purpose is indescribably wondrous, allowing one to glimpse the deepest obsessions in their heart that they seek but cannot obtain.

"If you resist or break free from the illusionary realm on the grounds of 'daring not to face your true heart', you will be judged as defeated. Although this will not lead to ruin and disgrace, a lack of candor in your heart certainly disqualifies you as a gentleman.

"If you do not resist or break free, the seven young masters and young ladies must endure until everyone else has been humiliated and defeated.

"Since your reputations are at stake, please consider this clearly before we begin."

The enchanting beauty, likely a professional technician from a certain brothel, possessed a voice that was somewhat seductive and very pleasant to hear.

The contestants present, realizing this was a test of illusionary realms, were clearly under pressure.

After all, perfect fantasies that do not truly exist are easily conjured by illusionary arts!

Moreover, the Bell of Supreme Bliss operates on the principle of 'what is thought is seen'; even knowing it is an illusion, seeing one's heart's obsession does not guarantee one can control their true heart.

Realizing this contest could not be faked through and that only one participant could save face, the three who had counted on luck immediately stood up, leaving only the female astronomer remaining.

Linghu Qingmo, considering herself a Bingshan beauty with a firm Dao heart, remained unmoved.

Wei Lu, the initiator of this 'social death situation', felt a bit nervous upon discovering the test involved seductive illusions, but looking at Zhang Huaiyu across from him, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Begin!"

……

Dang—

The sound of a bronze gong rang out atop the tower, and the formal 'social death situation' officially commenced.

The glamorous beauty held the Bell of Supreme Bliss in her right hand and performed a sexy, alluring dance on the stage; of course, this was merely a treat for the idlers outside the arena.

As Qi and spiritual energy were infused, the small sphere inside the hollow sphere held in her palm began to jump, emitting a mysterious sound.

Ding-ling-ling~

The five seated, adhering to the rules, made no resistance, and soon their minds became dazed as 'illusions' appeared before their eyes.

Wei Lu, originally firm in his goal, held the belief that even if he could not endure, he must slay the hypocrite Zhang Huaiyu!

But as his head spun and his vision wavered like water ripples, far and near, he soon discovered he was sitting upon the master's throne at Snow Eagle Ridge!

In a room carpeted with red rugs stood seven or eight women dressed in skimpy clothing, plump and voluptuous: the Master's Wife, senior sisters...

Holy crap—?!

Wei Lu was so frightened he almost took flight right there!

……

Zhang Huaiyu was initially unmoved, wanting to see how formidable the Wu Sect's ritual bell truly was.

However, once the bell sound entered his ears, he found himself sitting in a study.

Wind chimes hung under the eaves of the study, and a well-read and reasonable Young Lady sat by the window.

The Young Lady was not of peerless beauty, yet she carried an air of scholarly elegance that made one's heart flutter, with a faint, barely-there curve on her lips.

It was just like the white moonlight he had seen in his childhood, whom he still found it difficult to forget...

……

Linghu Qingmo, considering her Dao heart firm, believed she could not be confused by illusions.

But the instant she fell into the illusionary realm, she discovered Xie Jinhuan with eight-pack abs standing before her, extending his right hand, his whole body glowing, saying:

"The path of immortality is long, longevity is hard to expect, and traveling ten thousand miles alone feels intensely lonely..."

?!

Linghu Qingmo was completely stunned...

……

Dong-dong-dong...

Like the sound of thunderous drums, it echoed outside the Golden Pavilion.

The five seated almost simultaneously experienced ripples in their heart-lakes, their expressions varying.

And the one with the most exaggerated reaction was actually Xie the Eldest Young Master, whom everyone had favored the most; he even let out a thunderous shout:

"Damn it—!"

The onlookers were startled into a shiver and quickly turned their heads, only to find that Xie Jinhuan, who had looked like a Buddha's holy son, sat bolt upright, his cold spring eyes wide as Meiqiu, and though it was unclear what he saw, a trace of horror was revealed!

Xie Jinhuan had also been full of confidence, waiting for the ghost bride to test him.

But he never dreamed that after feeling dizzy and disoriented, Hou the Steward, heavily made up, appeared before him!

Wearing women's clothing was one thing, but standing on tiptoes, circling twice, and lifting his waist while swaying his hips...

You damn it!

Having lived two lives, Xie Jinhuan had never seen such a disgusting scene; he instinctively reached for the Great Star Mace!

But remembering this was an illusion, and that he had bet five hundred taels of silver, he could not break free, could not touch, and could only force himself to endure and keep watching...

But how the hell could he bear to watch this?

Dong-dong-dong...

Thousands of onlookers nearby watched in silence; although they could not see the illusions the five saw, they could see everyone's facial reactions.

Wei Lu was obviously extremely nervous, his eyes wide as he stared at the air, seeming to want to turn his head to avoid it, yet unable to resist staring straight ahead, his fists clenched and his whole body stiff!

Zhang Huaiyu, meanwhile, had a dazed expression, his finger extended forward as if wanting to touch some invisible cheek, but he pulled it back, only to raise it again...

Linghu Qingmo remained seated, appearing unmoved, yet his face flushed red...

The five were not sage-like beings devoid of emotion or desire; under the targeted magical artifact, even knowing it was an illusion, their heart-lakes had already been stirred into towering waves.

But if we speak of the most wild, it must be the model of the Righteous Path, Young Xie Da!

Xie Jinhuan gripped the handle of his mace tightly with his right hand, staring at the demon before him; he had thought that gritting his teeth and enduring would see him through.

Instead, the butler Hou before him danced with such abandon—great swinging hammers, subject three, shaking the sun...

Damn it...

Do you dare dance even more wildly?!

Xie Jinhuan's expression twisted directly.

The crowd could not see the illusion, but they could see Xie Jinhuan assume a stance of drawing his sword to strike, his eyes resolute as he 'gazed directly at his true heart,' yet the corners of his eyes kept twitching, with 'disgust and contempt' almost written all over his face; by his look, he wanted to take a single blow and beat the coquettish fox-spirit before him to death!

Dong dong dong...

The drumming from his seat even drowned out the other four.

But everyone present, hearing only this dense drumming, heard 'Disgusting! So damn disgusting!', without a trace of lustful obsession, and could not help but exclaim in unison:

"Ho..."

"Hero Xie is too... too upright!"

"Charmed by the Bliss Bell, he transforms into an angry Vajra; where is this a knight? This is a Buddha!"

"Looking like he's grinding his teeth, how much disgust must that be..."

The maid Qin Wen widened her eyes, finding it hard to believe as she said:

"Young Lady, could it be that Young Xie Da likes men? Who looks at a beauty like that?"

Lin Wanyi had been rubbed for a full two quarters of an hour and knew Xie Jinhuan's deathly appearance well; she shook her head directly at this:

"How is that possible? He likes women; it's just that the fox-spirit in the illusion was too ugly and vulgar, and he was disgusted."

"How does Young Lady know Young Xie Da likes women? Have you tested him?"

"Tch~"

Because the reaction was so bizarre, the beautiful woman wielding the Bliss Bell paused for a moment, but she quickly explained:

"The Bliss Bell satisfies the 'obsession' deep within a person's heart; normally it is lust, but if the cursed one views lust very lightly, it may awaken other things, such as seeing past enemies or deceased relatives, and so on.

"Remember during the Wu Sect uprising, Bodhisattva Yu Nian was struck by the Bliss Curse and saw 'ten thousand miles without demons, a pure land of Buddha'."

"Oh..."

Everyone suddenly understood and whispered among themselves:

"That means Young Xie Da has no vulgar thoughts in his heart at all!"

"Not exactly; it's that what he sees weighs heavier than vulgar thoughts..."

"What exactly did Young Xie Da see to be so agitated? It feels like he wishes to dismember that thing into eight pieces..."

The beautiful woman initially thought Xie Jinhuan had seen a blood feud, but there was no hatred on Xie Jinhuan's face, only pure 'wanting to hit someone'; thinking for a moment, she suddenly had a flash of inspiration:

"Young Xie Da might have seen a demon!"

"Ah?"

The crowd looked slightly confused.

The beautiful woman seriously imagined it and explained:

"Young Xie Da risks his life to slay demons and eradicate evil; the obsession deepest in his heart might be 'slaying all demons under heaven,' and he values it even more than lust.

"For this reason, he would see demons and monsters in the illusion.

"With demons brandishing their claws and fangs and provoking him right before his eyes, Young Xie Da wants to beat them to death, but he remembers the rules and cannot act, so it became like this..."

Whoosh—

Before her words had even finished, the crowd saw Xie Jinhuan thrust his mace out three inches and lean his body forward; by his look, he could no longer endure!

But striking out would inevitably exceed the range of the Echo Drum; for this reason, Xie Jinhuan, using who knows how much willpower, pressed the Great Star Mace back inch by inch, his killing intent surging to the heavens, his teeth clenched so hard they clicked and rattled!

"Ho—!!!"

"My heavens, no wonder he dares to charge the thief ship alone; this temper is too fierce..."

"Why not let Young Xie Da have a hit? Look how stifled and uncomfortable he is; don't let him get sick from anger..."

The thousands of onlookers had admiration in their eyes like surging rivers, continuous and unending!

Wang Shizi fanned himself, his eyes also full of emotion:

"It seems this trial is indeed too difficult for Brother Xie..."

"Yes, yes; with Jinhuan's explosive temper, seeing demons and monsters without beating them to dust is harder than losing silver..."

"Hey, hey, someone has been eliminated!"

(End of this chapter)