People in Doupo: The beginning of the game intercepts the rich woman Xun'er

As Xiao Ling resolutely rushed towards the dark gray twisted space, he clearly felt that the rank badge hanging on his chest suddenly burst into a mysterious light.

Just as Xiao Ling expected, this light is undoubtedly a unique way to verify whether the alchemist has reached the fifth level. Only when he reaches the fifth level can he be qualified for the next assessment...

At this moment of overflowing light, when Xiao Ling's body came into contact with the distorted space, a powerful suction force suddenly emerged from the depths of that space, directly sucking Xiao Ling's figure into it, and disappearing on the edge of reality.

Facing this sudden suction, Xiao Ling did not feel the slightest sense of threat, so he did not put up any resistance. As the suction took effect, he only felt his eyes blur, as if he had passed through a crack in time and space.

When his vision became clear again, Xiao Ling immediately realized that he was in a strange dark grey space. It was filled with thick grey gas, and his vision was only half a meter, and the surroundings seemed hazy and mysterious.

In this limited space, he also noticed that certain areas were slightly distorted, as if the space itself was shaking.

Obviously, this place should be the so-called illusion level.

Xiao Ling's feet gently touched the dark gray gas. He did not rush to act, but stood quietly in place, with his eyelids slightly drooping. The power of his soul was like a pool of spring water, slowly spreading out from his body.

This dark grey gas obviously had a depressing effect on the soul. Xiao Ling had heard this from Ye Chong a long time ago, so he was not too surprised when he felt this depression.

However, although that feeling of oppression existed, it did not have a very significant effect on Xiao Ling.

With his powerful soul power, he could still easily see everything around him even under the barrier of the gas. However, his perception range was slightly shorter than usual.

As the soul power spread, Xiao Ling noticed that the dark gray gas around him was slightly fluctuating, which was undoubtedly a sign of the influx of new contestants.

Not only that, in the fog of this dark gray space, the lurking traps and the direction of the correct passage could not escape Xiao Ling's keen soul power insight.

His soul power was like an invisible light that penetrated the thick gray gas and exposed all the hidden things.

Without lingering any longer, Xiao Ling gathered his mind and took steady steps forward in the direction of the correct passage.

Along the way, he did encounter some insignificant traps, but for Xiao Ling now, these obstacles were like child's play and posed no threat at all.

However, Xiao Ling simply bypassed or cracked these traps and continued his pace, appearing to be very calm, which formed a sharp contrast with the embarrassed appearance of the other contestants...

Walking in this space, Xiao Ling occasionally encountered other contestants. However, whenever these contestants recognized Xiao Ling, they only bowed respectfully and did not dare to cross the line.

These people seemed to be afraid of Xiao Ling's awesome soul power, fearing that this strong man might pose a threat to them. Therefore, they did not show any intention to actively approach him, but instead kept their distance with obvious vigilance and avoided him from afar...

Faced with such a situation, Xiao Ling seemed very calm and composed. The deliberate avoidance of others made his journey more peaceful, allowing him to enjoy this rare leisure time...

Just as Xiao Ling was walking slowly and leisurely like this, his heart suddenly trembled slightly. Then, his eyes seemed to have noticed something and looked forward vigilantly.

Not far ahead, as the gray mist gently surged, a slender and graceful female figure gradually emerged from the mist. Xiao Ling looked closely and immediately recognized that it was the Xun'er he was very familiar with...

What surprised Xiao Ling was that Xun'er was wearing a bright red wedding dress at the moment. The delicate skirt bloomed like a blooming flower, swaying gently with her steps. The layers of gauze fabric looked particularly eye-catching in this gray space.

Her fair face was adorned with delicate makeup, her eyebrows were lightly drawn, her eyes were slightly raised, her lips were painted with bright lipstick, and her hair was dotted with dazzling beads. She was breathtakingly beautiful.

"Brother Xiao Ling, today is our wedding. After this, Xun'er will be able to fulfill the promise we made to each other..."

Before Xiao Ling could react, Xun'er spoke first. Her voice was like the melodious singing of a nightingale, clear and pleasant, yet gentle, which made people feel comfortable.

Xun'er walked up to Xiao Ling, her eyes sparkling with anticipation, and whispered softly, "Brother Xiao Ling, are you also looking forward to what's coming next?"

As Xun'er spoke this, there was a hint of shyness in her expression that was hard to conceal. Her bright eyes seemed to be filled with dewy petals, gently drooping, and a faint blush appeared on her cheeks, just like a newly blooming peach blossom, both beautiful and moving.

It can be predicted that if Xiao Ling follows Xun'er's instructions, what awaits them will surely be an extremely erotic and alluring scene.

The scene is like an elaborately painted painting, full of charming customs, making people feel as if they are in a dreamy and gentle country. Every detail is enough to make people's hearts sway, indulge in it, and unable to extricate themselves.

However, Xiao Ling was a man of extraordinary composure. Even though he was slightly startled when he first saw Xun'er dressed like this, he soon regained his composure.

Then, with a little sensing, he realized that this was just a trick played by the gray illusion.

"Although Xun'er's current posture is indeed very charming, false things can never become true. Trying to shake my will with such a trivial trick will ultimately be in vain..."

Xiao Ling sighed softly and whispered to himself...

"However, one day, such a beautiful scene will reappear in the real world. At that time, Xun'er and I will fulfill our previous agreement..."

As Xiao Ling finished his words, he gently raised his sleeves, and in an instant, a strong wind gushed out. The phantom-like slender figure disappeared like smoke under the impact of this force.

As the phantom disappeared, the space wrinkles hidden behind it were immediately exposed. In the intricate space texture, a faint but somewhat weird black gas quietly permeated, adding a bit of mystery and ominous atmosphere to this space.

"The previous hallucination should be caused by these things..." Xiao Ling's eyes were fixed on the strange black air. He already knew in his heart that the sudden appearance of the illusion just now must be related to this strange thing.

Xiao Ling shook his head gently and stopped thinking about these things. At this moment, he could already feel that this place was not far from the exit of the illusion.

He immediately spread out his soul power and carefully explored some spatial traces in front of him. After finding out the situation, he took another step and walked slowly towards the distance...

In the following journey, Xiao Ling once again encountered those illusions from the depths of his heart. Zi Yan, Qing Lin, Xiao Yixian, Han Yue... These familiar figures, each of them carries his deep memories.

However, after the last lesson, Xiao Ling was no longer bothered by the appearance of these illusions. No matter how vivid these images were, he only glanced at them with a hint of nostalgia, then turned around and continued his journey, no longer moved by the illusions...

"Bam—"

Xiao Ling waved his hand casually, deflecting the long sword that was thrusting straight at him. He looked forward with a strange look in his eyes, and saw Chu Wanqing's face full of murderous intent, her eyes full of hatred for him, staring at him intently.

Seeing this, Xiao Ling's mouth twitched involuntarily, as if he felt a little helpless about the situation.

"Although Chu Wanqing's attitude is indeed a bit cold, she is not the kind of person who would draw her sword and want to kill me as soon as we meet." Xiao Ling couldn't help but complain in a low voice.
"The realism of this illusion is really disappointing. It can be said to be the weakest test on this journey..."

Muttering to himself like this, Xiao Ling slowly raised his finger. Under Chu Wanqing's gaze that was full of anger but still unable to conceal her stunning beauty, he just lightly touched her brow with his fingertips.

At that electric shock-like moment, Chu Wanqing's figure became hazy bit by bit, like a sand painting blown by an invisible breeze, until it was completely blurred.

In the end, her entire existence turned into a wisp of light smoke, swaying gently with the breeze, and gradually dissipated in every corner of the air, as if she had never appeared in this world...

After stepping over the place where Chu Wanqing had just stood, the thick dark gray fog around him began to fade away, and the oppressive feeling in the air also eased. At this moment, a twisted black hole with a diameter of about ten feet suddenly appeared in Xiao Ling's sight.

"This must be the exit of the illusion. Well, my soul perceives everything normally, and this black hole is not an illusion." After carefully exploring the twisted hole in front of him, Xiao Ling no longer had any hesitation in his heart.

He paused for a moment, then suddenly leaped up, like an arrow shot from a bow, and rushed straight towards the twisted black hole until his body was completely swallowed up and disappeared...

Xiao Ling's body flashed, as if he had passed through an invisible barrier, and the feeling of soul power that once suppressed him disappeared instantly.

With a little perception, he realized that the first round of the illusion test had come to an end.

Xiao Ling's slightly narrowed eyes slowly opened. The darkness in front of him was dispelled by the light, and the surrounding space became clear and bright again.

Looking up, I saw a rather spacious square. On the other side of the square, there was a twisted space passage. Next to the space passage, there was an old man riding a turtle, squinting his eyes as if he was taking a nap.

Xiao Ling looked up and saw a wide square in front of him, which was big enough to accommodate thousands of troops. On the opposite side of the square, a twisted smooth space passage stood quietly, as if connected to another unknown world.

Beside the passage, an old man riding on the back of a turtle was slightly closing his eyes, looking relaxed and seeming to be enjoying a leisurely afternoon nap.

As if sensing the movement, the old man riding on the turtle's back slowly opened his slightly weathered eyes, and a sharp light flashed across his eyes.

When his eyes fell on Xiao Ling, the old man was startled for a moment, then he smiled warmly, cupped his hands and said,
"Haha, it turns out to be Mr. Xiao Ling. His soul power is indeed extraordinary. So far, Mr. Xiao Ling is the only contestant who has successfully passed the illusion level."

"Please wait here for a while, sir. When the test time is approaching, I will reveal the rules of the next challenge to all contestants."

"No problem, senior, no need to be polite."

Xiao Ling nodded slightly and smiled modestly. Although he was an eighth-grade alchemist with a noble status and was respected by others, he did not want to be too ostentatious so as not to cause discomfort to others.

Afterwards, Xiao Ling walked to the side with ease, found a stone bench and sat down. Then, he casually took out a set of exquisite tea sets and a few plates of snacks from his storage ring, and began to enjoy this moment of tranquility leisurely.

The little mink, who had been silent in the Bone Inflammation Ring for a long time, felt the noise from the outside world and finally couldn't suppress its curiosity. It turned into a beam of light, jumped out lightly, and landed steadily on the stone table.

The little mink's eyes sparkled, and it stretched out its claws impatiently, nimbly grabbed pieces of snacks, and hurriedly put them into its small mouth. Its eager and satisfied eating appearance looked particularly cute.

This scene in front of him was really hard to associate with the majestic image in the rumors. The little fellow in front of him, who was eating with relish and looked satisfied, was actually one of the four famous overlords on the Profound Sky Continent, the young patriarch of the Sky Demon Marten Clan.

If you don't know its true identity, anyone who sees it will probably think it's just an ordinary pet mink...

"Tsk tsk, Ah Diao, you are a celestial demon marten with noble blood, you have to pay attention to your image..."

Xiao Ling's mouth curled up into a playful smile. He casually stretched out a finger and gently tickled Xiao Diao's round belly, and said jokingly with a smile on his face...

I have to mention that the hair of this demon marten is very smooth, which is rare. Compared with the rough hair of other magical beasts, it is like silky brocade, with extraordinary texture, which is absolutely beyond the reach of ordinary magical beasts.

In his spare time, Xiao Ling likes to stroke the little mink. The delicate and soft touch makes him feel extremely comfortable no matter how he strokes it, and he simply can't let it go.

Realizing that Xiao Ling's actions were becoming more and more excessive, the little mink suddenly stretched out its small claws and nimbly slapped Xiao Ling's fingers away. Then it glared at Xiao Ling fiercely with its round eyes, as if expressing its dissatisfaction.

It quickly swallowed the seventh-level spiritual fruit it was still chewing, and then said unhappily, "You are such a jerk. You have been locking me up in the Bone Inflammation Ring for a long time. I finally have a chance to come out and get some fresh air. Of course, I, your Master Diao, must enjoy my free time and relax."

Just as Xiao Ling and Xiao Diao were leisurely and playing with each other, the void where Xiao Ling had appeared before suddenly began to ripple with waves as delicate as water waves.

As the ripples slowly spread, a woman in a black dress with a graceful figure walked out slowly.

Sensing the unusual movement here, Xiao Ling's gaze involuntarily turned over there, and upon closer inspection, he found that the woman was none other than Cao Ying.

Feeling a gaze, Cao Ying turned to look, and their eyes met in the air, and it seemed as if an electric current flashed silently.

When she saw Xiao Ling, a hint of surprise first flashed across Cao Ying's autumn-water eyes, but soon, her expression returned to calm, as if all this was within her expectations.

After all, Xiao Ling's soul power was superior to hers, and it would have been unreasonable if he hadn't been the first to pass.

However, Cao Ying seemed to have suddenly remembered something that made her shy, and her fair face involuntarily flushed. That blush, like the sunset glow, was particularly moving.

At the same time, the toes exposed at the front of her pair of black high-heeled shoes unconsciously curled slightly inward.

Afterwards, after quickly adjusting her state, Cao Ying walked slowly across the square with light steps. When she reached the central area, her steps suddenly paused, and then a bright smile broke out on her face.

"Elder Liao."

Cao Ying said in a clear voice as she bowed gracefully to the old man riding the turtle.

The old man called Elder Liao sat on the back of a turtle and slowly opened his eyes that had experienced many vicissitudes of life.

"Haha, it's Ying girl. No need to be so polite, just find a place to sit down. The second round of the competition can only begin after the other contestants arrive." A gentle and kind smile appeared on his old face, and he responded in a calm tone.

"Ah."

Cao Ying nodded slightly in response, then tried her best to remain calm on the surface. She took elegant and calm steps, swaying her waist slightly, and walked slowly and gracefully in the direction of Xiao Ling.

"I didn't see you around the square just now, and I thought you might be late." Cao Ying stopped beside Xiao Ling and said softly, "But now it seems that I was worrying too much."

As she spoke, she turned lightly and sat gracefully on the stone chair next to Xiao Ling, her movements smooth and natural.

If someone knew Cao Ying, they would be able to notice that Cao Ying was different from others in the way she treated Xiao Ling.

Compared with her usual charming appearance, this behavior is obviously much more restrained. However, it also adds a bit of girlish gentleness and shyness.

Obviously, after the previous incident, Cao Ying's temperament has changed a lot when facing Xiao Ling.

However, in Xiao Ling's opinion, such changes are only preliminary, and he will need more training in the future to meet his own requirements.

(End of this chapter)