Chapter 29: Purchasing the Grand Void Illusion Realm, the Art of Projecting the Spirit

Returned to the apartment.

Lin Xuan tossed his backpack onto the sofa.

Holding a utility knife, he sliced the sealing tape on the black cardboard box on the carpet.

He lifted the lid and pulled out the shock-absorbing foam.

Lin Xuan took out two palm-sized black cubes, fixed them onto two metal brackets at opposite corners of the living room, and connected them to power.

"What is this thing?" Xiao Sizi squatted beside the box, peering inside.

"Base stations, to capture your movements." Reading novels daily cures boredom, ttks. tw is super practical.

Lin Xuan walked back to the coffee table and lifted a helmet with a black visor from the box.

A data cable extended from the back, plugging straight into the personal computer host.

He then took out two controllers, each with a circular sensor ring.

"Stand up and walk to the exact center of the carpet."

Lin Xuan beckoned.

Xiao Sizi did as told and walked to the open space.

Lin Xuan walked behind her, spread the strap at the back of the helmet, and placed the black visor over her eyes.

Her vision instantly plunged into boundless darkness.

"Lin Xuan! I can't see!"

Xiao Sizi grew somewhat panicked, her hands flailing in the air.

"Don't move." Lin Xuan gripped her shoulders. "The back of the head feels a bit tight; bear with it."

He turned the gear knob at the back of the helmet.

The strap tightened, securing the helmet firmly on the little girl's head.

Next, he adjusted the roller beneath the visor.

He calibrated the interpupillary distance of the two lenses until it matched the spacing of Xiao Sizi's eyes.

Lin Xuan picked up the controllers and placed them in Xiao Sizi's left and right hands.

He looped the anti-drop straps around her wrists and tightened the buckles.

Lin Xuan held her hand, adjusting her grip.

"Hook your index finger on the front trigger and rest your thumb on the disc above."

"Grip tight, don't drop them."

Everything was set.

Lin Xuan walked to the personal computer monitor and grasped the mouse.

"Ready? I'm opening the door."

He double-clicked the program icon with his index finger.

Above the Sky Screen.

The image split down the middle, dividing into two.

On the left side was the modern living room most familiar to the Tang monarch and his ministers.

Xiao Sizi wore a strange black bowl-like object over her head, covering most of her face, holding two ring-shaped Magic Artifacts in her hands, standing motionless in place.

On the right side, however, was a chaotic darkness.

Great Tang, Taiji Palace.

Li Shimin frowned.

"What kind of medical art is this?" he asked the Imperial Physician beside him. "Covering the eyes with a black hood—can it cure qi ailments?"

The Imperial Physician prostrated himself on the ground, shaking his head repeatedly, daring not to speak rashly.

Just then.

A beam of white light ignited within the dark image on the right side of the Sky Screen.

The white light exploded.

An endless sea of clouds filled the entire right-side sky.

Golden sunlight pierced through the cloud layers, sprinkling upon the churning white mist.

The sound of high-altitude wind, extremely realistic, reached their ears.

This was an absolute first-person subjective perspective.

In the living room.

Xiao Sizi's body shuddered violently.

She gasped in a cold breath, her legs went weak, and she immediately squatted on the carpet.

In the world before her eyes.

The apartment vanished, Lin Xuan vanished, the carpet vanished.

She was floating in the air ten thousand feet high.

Beneath her feet lay an abyss of clouds with no bottom.

One step forward would shatter her body into pieces.

"Don't squat; you won't fall."

"Stand straight, press the trigger on your right index finger, and swing your arm upward."

Lin Xuan's voice came from all directions, as if from beyond the heavens.

Xiao Sizi gritted her teeth and trembled as she stood straight.

She gathered her courage, pressed the button beneath her finger, and swung her right arm upward with force.

The visual scene instantly soared higher.

She broke through a thick layer of cumulus clouds and leaped into the higher firmament.

The blue sky was within arm's reach.

"I... I'm flying!"

Xiao Sizi cried out in shock.

She released the button, and her body began to plummet at extreme speed under virtual gravity.

The wind howled against her eardrums, and the sensation of weightlessness made her heart pound violently.

She fell to mid-air.

Xiao Sizi pressed the button again, waving her hands alternately.

The fall stopped.

She transformed into a flying bird, darting and gliding between the clouds.

"Let's try a different game."

After Lin Xuan spoke, the sea of clouds vanished.

Xiao Sizi landed in a pitch-black void.

"Press the thumbstick on your left hand to select a color; press the right trigger to draw."

Lin Xuan instructed.

Xiao Sizi slid her thumb.

A glowing color palette popped up on the left side of her vision.

She selected a streak of crimson.

She waved her right hand.

A brilliant red light trail hovered in mid-air.

The light trail possessed three-dimensional thickness, its edges radiating a fluorescent glow.

She took a step and walked around to the other side of the light trail.

This beam of light simply remained suspended in the air.

Xiao Sizi's playfulness surged, and she used both hands at once.

Crimson, deep blue, emerald green.

Countless three-dimensional light trails were pulled out of thin air by her.

She ran through the void, waving her arms, and used the light to construct a pavilion radiating multicolored brilliance.

She moved through the glowing architecture she had drawn with her own bare hands.

"Lin Xuan!"

"I have detached from my flesh! I have shed my mortal bones and ascended to the Immortal Realm!"

Xiao Sizi's voice, filled with extreme excitement and shock, echoed through the living room.

Outside the Sky Screen.

The entire Jiuzhou continent plunged into madness.

In the left screen, a young girl jumped and waved in a small living room, with nothing but emptiness around her.

In the right screen, she soared through Jiutian, holding starlight in her hand, creating things from nothing.

A terrifying hypothesis that surpassed the cognitive limits of all ancients exploded in the minds of Taoists and monks across every dynasty.

At the edge of a steep cliff on Zhongnan Mountain in the Great Tang.

Yuan Tiangang, the commander of the Bu Liang Ren, trembled violently, his Daoist crown askew.

"The body sits motionless in a room, while the soul wanders beyond the heavens!"

"This is Out-of-Body Soul Projection, the state of Ascension to Immortality sought for a thousand years in Taoist scriptures!"

He suddenly turned his head, looking at the group of wide-eyed Taoists behind him.

"Did you see clearly?"

"Those people of the future simply need to clamp that black Magic Artifact onto their heads to forcibly extract a living person's Yuan Shen and send it into the Tai Xu Illusion Realm!"

In Chang'an, at Daci'en Temple.

Monk Xuanzang pressed his palms together, his thumb rapidly flicking a string of small-leaf rosewood prayer beads.

The speed at which the beads turned grew faster and faster.

Snap.

The string holding them broke.

One hundred and eight prayer beads scattered across the floor, rolling into the gaps of the meditation cushion.

Ignoring the beads on the ground, Monk Xuanzang looked up at the firmament.

"One grain of sand is a world; one leaf is a Bodhi tree."

Tears of turbid water slid down the corners of Monk Xuanzang's eyes. "I traveled west seeking the Dharma for over ten years and studied ten thousand scrolls of scripture before I could glimpse even a trace of the true face of the Buddha's Pure Land."

"A space no larger than a square inch can manifest a Trichiliocosm."

【107】 "The people of the future have already mastered the supreme supernatural power of Mount Sumeru in a Mustard Seed."

"People of later generations have already mastered the supreme divine power of Mount Sumeru in a Mustard Seed."

"They are not creating things; they are creating worlds!"

Outside the Xianyang Palace in the timeline of the Great Qin.

Countless alchemists knelt prostrate, bowing their heads frantically toward the Sky Screen.

"An immortal artifact! That's an immortal artifact that guides the primordial spirit!"

Ying Zheng stood atop the high platform, his breath frozen.

He had pursued immortality and ascension his entire life.

In that instant, it was made tangible by that black-and-white headset.

"A mortal flesh body is bound by birth, aging, sickness, and death."

"But if the primordial spirit can break free from its shell and enter that unrestrained world—"

"That would be true immortality!"

The great Daoist temples of the Ming Dynasty, the great Buddhist monasteries of the Song Dynasty.

Within the span of just half a shichen, the incense burned so fiercely it surged skyward like a fire dragon.

Countless believers flooded into the temples.

They believed the Sky Screen was imparting a method of ascension to the mortal realm.

The Daoist masters sat cross-legged before the statues of the Three Pure Ones, closed their eyes, and waved their hands wildly in the air.

They tried to imitate Xiao Sizi's grip on the controller, searching for the opportunity to achieve "Out-of-Body Soul Projection."

The entire religious and philosophical system of the ancient world had its bottom line pierced straight through by a single modern VR immersive game.