Bound to Mary Sue, I am against involution in the world of immortal cultivation

"..."

The audience was promoting themselves enthusiastically, and the people outside the water mirror were also amazed to see this situation.

"Fan Ning... has she really been contaminated by the rules?"

The Hehuan Sect leader's smile froze. Seeing she was about to be questioned, she nodded at several other similar water mirrors and explained, "The rules in the mind are the key to staying there. They will never be triggered unless it's a critical moment."

The monks will remember their goals, but they will not remember their own cultivation level, nor do they know that they can crush the mortals inside.

Only after overcoming the test can one remember and use spiritual power again.

This is the basic principle to ensure that the illusion can proceed.

"If Fan Ning had evaded the rules, she wouldn't have been able to appear there. Besides...she isn't using any spiritual power right now."

"The only possibility is..."

Qian Jiangyue continued, "Even if she lost her cultivation and memories of the outside world, as a mere courtesan, Fan Ning's personality wouldn't change."

She laughed: "Isn't this interesting?"

The face of the leader of the Hehuan Sect froze. She turned her eyes away, choosing to ignore it.

As for the other wave of victims… they didn’t find it interesting at all.

Only half an hour had passed in the water mirror, and Fan Ning, whose beauty shone brightly under the night pearl, had already eliminated three waves of people.

One wave came from within, one wave came from the group below, and another wave came from the City Lord’s Mansion who sensed something unusual.

Fan Ning easily knocked people down and piled them up together. After personally experiencing the combat power in the city, he finally realized something very important.

[This illusion... does it have any hidden rules? ]

The system, struggling to retrieve someone from the ocean, was at a loss. After a three-second pause, it suddenly realized, "It seems some rule was trying to invade the host's brain, but I intercepted it."

It was completely unaware of the seriousness of the situation. After opening the "rules" on the system page, it curiously asked, "Host, these people are well-known thugs in the city. You didn't even use your cultivation, so how did you defeat them so easily?"

【I was previously treated as a body cultivator.】

After all, two powerful men from the sect gave birth to a "waste", and one of them would always be unwilling to accept it.

Fan Ning snorted and chuckled. After figuring out the situation, he changed the more convenient magic contract to one that was very much in line with the customs of the city - poisoning.

"Eat when it's time to eat and drink when it's time to drink," Fan Ning casually took out a bottle of white medicine powder from his sleeve. Thank God, this illusion only changed his outer robe, and there was no change in what was hidden inside.

but--

"Why would she hide poison in her clothes?" The monk outside the water mirror asked a question that struck his heart.

I've seen many people carry poison on their bodies, but this is the first time I've seen someone give up the Qiankun bag and hide it on their body during the trial.

"These are all good things I keep for myself. I always keep them on hand to prepare for a rainy day." Fan Ning in the water mirror seemed to know someone would ask this question. He leaned over to put medicine into someone's wine glass while explaining with a smile.

"Maybe putting it in the wine won't make you see it, so you might feel better." Fan Ning asked the people around him for their opinions. "But the powder itself doesn't have any smell, so it won't be a problem even if you sprinkle it on some snacks."

"I, can I not eat it..." The beauty who just responded arrogantly curled up carefully, revealing an innocent and lovable expression like a little white rabbit, "Oiran sister~"

A soft and boneless hand suddenly pulled Fan Ning's sleeve and shook it. Fan Ning lowered his eyes slightly, and felt that the beauty's fluttering eyes were particularly charming.

"It won't be good if you don't eat it. How about this," Fan Ning leaned over, his lips slowly approaching the tip of her ear, and then... when she showed hope on her face and thought she could escape, he pressed the cup and forced her to drink it.

The spicy wine burned her throat. She looked up at the cold and dim night pearl, her heart filled with despair.

The beauty's face suddenly turned pale.

Fan Ning smiled and calmly added the second half of the sentence: "I'll feed you directly. This is an honor that no one else has."

She pinched the other person's warm face and kindly reminded him in an intimate tone: "It doesn't matter if you made a mistake this time. There won't be a next time anyway."

"Remember, I hate honey traps the most."

"Click", the tightly closed door was suddenly opened.

The people who had already lost hope turned their heads and looked at the backlit figure, and suddenly became excited.

In the silence, I don’t know who spoke first, but the words “Catch her!” echoed through the sky.

"She is the only daughter of a wealthy businessman. The combined wealth she left behind is more than all of ours—"

"Is that so?" Fan Ning slowly stood up and returned to a position where she could see everyone. While others were secretly waiting with ill intentions for her to attack the newcomer, she chuckled and stretched out her hand.

"I want a lot of money. Are you willing to give it to me?" Fan Ning asked her.

The people below were shocked. Before they had time to think about why she was so nice, they saw Gaolingzhihua, who seemed to be disdainful of communicating with others, respond coldly.

...No, not cold.

She walked over with a smile that was the softest and most indulgent.

"Senior Sister," Fan Ning was not surprised by the result. After dragging her onto the stage, he looked at her cool and elegant attire and smiled, "These suit you very well."

Jiang Biehe nodded, but didn't say much, and there was no heartwarming scene of fellow sisters meeting each other.

"Is the poison dose sufficient?" she asked calmly.

The people below were in an uproar. They had held their breath and glared at Jiang Biehe even more furiously upon hearing this, wishing they could gouge a piece of flesh out of her. "Jiang Biehe, you teamed up with her to murder us... How far has this action reached Shuiyue City?"

"Do you know how turbulent Shuiyue City would be if we died? You are simply—"

"That's a good idea," Fan Ning clapped her hands, interrupting him. "Since you're so important to Shuiyue City, I'm sure the City Lord would be willing to pay a small price for you, right?"

"I was originally thinking of releasing you to fulfill your promise, but now it seems that there is no need."

"No, it's not!" Everyone's heart turned cold after hearing this. They slapped the person who had spoken before and said flatteringly, "I'm happy to do something for you. I can go get the money..."

When the others saw Fan Ning's expression darken, they immediately joined in: "Yes, yes, you still need our..."

"But aren't your values ​​completely inferior to Jiang Biehe alone?" Fan Ning adjusted his posture, leaning lazily against Jiang Biehe, and sighed, "Even if I give you a chance, it's useless. If I keep you, won't I just be leaving myself with an enemy who can bite back at any time? This is a losing deal."