A King Summoner Travels Through the World of Ye Luoli

"Ling, let's go, Lingxi Pavilion is still waiting for us."

After Huo Liaoye left, Shi Xi turned on the Four Clocks and looked at the direction the hands pointed, realizing that the matter of Lingxi Pavilion could not be delayed any longer.

"Zhaoran, goodbye. Something bad is about to happen in the fairy realm. You should go back to the human world first."

After bidding farewell to Lu Zhaoran, Princess Ling set off for Lingxi Pavilion.

Lu Zhaoran did not leave after they left.

She approached a cluster of remaining flames.

It was that mysterious spell again. If she hadn't attached her soul to it last time, it would have been hard to detect. Since we've encountered it again, let's have a good chat.

"Guide the soul, enter the illusion."

The spell was cast upon the flames, and Lu Zhaoran closed his eyes.

"call out!"

After a sound, Lu Zhaoran opened her eyes.

"Come out! If you're so capable, why are you hiding under someone else's magic?"

Upon opening her eyes, she found herself in the illusionary space she had locked onto.

Because the owner had no interest in planning or decorating, the place was completely dark.

"Don't be so socially awkward, I just wanted to invite you for a cup of tea to chat about something."

With a casual wave of her hand, Lu Zhaoran conjured up a table, chairs, and teacups. She sat down in the chair, poured a cup of tea, and placed it on the seat opposite her.

"Good tea."

Before the person appears, their voice precedes them.

The surrounding black mist slowly gathered and eventually transformed into a masked figure in black robes.

"You people really like wearing black robes here."

In the illusion she had stumbled into, there were blue-faced, fanged men in black robes. The one who saved her was also a masked man in black robes, though his mask was more attractive. There were also the Lingxi Pavilion Masters who had not yet appeared, and they also liked to wear black robes before they made their appearance.

"How did you find out?"

"Your spells can be completely transformed into other people's spells, leaving no trace of you. So I'll have to add some traces to them."

After listening to Lu Zhaoran's words, the man in black robes put down his teacup, reached out and grabbed at the air, and pulled out a semi-transparent miniature version of Lu Zhaoran.

"Oh~ Soul-Locking Technique. After all these years and countless reincarnations, you still can't shake off your madness. You actually used your own soul to lock my spell and then forcibly used illusions to force me out."

The little man was being wantonly tormented in the hands of the man in the black robe, but Lu Zhaoran did not react at all.

"Snapped!"

With a forceful squeeze of his gloved fingers, he crushed the little figure.

Lu Zhaoran still didn't react and continued to drink his tea as if nothing had happened.

"So calm? Doesn't it hurt? It must feel terrible to have a piece of your soul missing and destroyed."

"pain."

Lu Zhaoran calmly said, "Having a piece of your soul cut off is already unbearably painful. If that piece of your soul is destroyed, the incomplete wound will remain forever, and you will suffer a backlash because the fragments have been destroyed."

"Pain? You look perfectly fine to me. I'd think I crushed your soul."

"When two armies are facing off, if the momentum weakens, defeat is imminent. What can you do if you're talking to such a tough opponent? You just have to bear it."

Lu Zhaoran's words were so honest that the person opposite him couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Haha, indeed, things with emotions are more like people than things without emotions."

"You've trapped me here by getting yourself into this mess, aren't you going to do your mission?"

Lu Zhaoran looked at him, a sense of understanding flashing through his mind; he really did know about the system's existence.

"By trapping you here, I won't have to do any more missions."

All her missions were because this person was taking advantage of the chaos, secretly carrying out ruthless attacks under the cover of someone else's magic, which is why she had to go on missions again and again.

"Haha, you certainly know how to find a clever way to cut off trouble at its source. That's indeed a good idea."

"However, you're still as arrogant as ever. You're like a cunning rabbit with three burrows, but you've only dug one hole and think everything's fine?"

The man in the black robe spoke with a hint of sarcasm.

"No rush. I already said I'm here to talk to you about something. I'll leave once we're done."

After saying that, Lu Zhaoran conjured a sword and thrust it straight into his own chest.

"Snapped!"

The sword was opened after only a few inches of penetration.

"You don't want me to die that much? Let me guess, is it that you don't want to, or that you're afraid to?"

Lu Zhaoran looked at the person in front of her with a smile. The person had a beautiful face, but in the eyes of the man in black robes, he was particularly hateful.

"You were the one who truly revived me during those years, weren't you?"

"Ah."

Lu Zhaoran's long-held suspicions and questions were answered at this moment.

"You're crazy, going to such lengths just to get information out of me."

The man in black robes threw the teacup at Lu Zhaoran, utterly speechless at her method of going to great lengths to accomplish a small task while simultaneously inflicting heavy losses on both sides.

He has too much on his plate; who else is as bored as her, wasting their time chatting idly?

"Don't be angry, have another cup, consider it my gratitude tea."

Lu Zhaoran poured him another cup of tea and handed it to him.

"You really have too much free time on your hands. Aren't you afraid that if you play for a few more minutes, something might happen to those kids and those fairies?"

"No rush, no rush, take your time. If I go too early, I'll do more work for less pay. Why should I do something so thankless? I'll just wait until they've finished fighting before I go and clean up the mess."

Lu Zhaoran still has many MVP star cards in her bag, and she needs to use them. She always waits until the very end to use them so that she can easily get the MVP.

"You are just as treacherous and cunning as before. They treat you sincerely, but you are secretly plotting against them while pretending to be a good person."

"Why throw so much mud at me? I just wanted to give them some good training and then 'incidentally' snatch the MVP. It's pointless for them to get the MVP anyway, so I might as well get it. How can such a clever way of killing two birds with one stone be called insidious and cunning?"

Lu Zhaoran was convinced by what she said. The woman opposite her took the tea from her hand and remained silent for a long time. It was unclear whether she was suffering from a speechlessness in her native language or simply didn't want to talk to her.

While the two people in the illusion were chatting casually, the Lingxi Pavilion on the other side was in an uproar—not an exaggeration, but a real physical explosion.

After realizing they couldn't return to the human world, the children followed Princess Ice and Huangshi to the Lingxi Pavilion, only to be trapped in the Ice Maze.

Meanwhile, the leaders of the Lingxi Pavilion were trapped by Mandora and Xinling.

When Shi Xi and Hua Ling arrived, they saw the group locked up.

When Li Huishan, who was nearsighted, arrived late, she made a lot of jokes because of her nearsightedness and was severely scolded by Yan Jue.

As for the last pavilion master, he has not yet appeared, but it doesn't matter, because Shi Xihua Ling and Mandora Xinling are fighting.

Yu Wang Li Hui stood on his own stone statue without making a move.

Until Shi Xi's magic was broken by Mandora at every turn, and her every prediction was interrupted, the two of them were eventually no match for Mandora and Xin Ling and were imprisoned in the Mirror World.

Shi Xi then realized that Li Hui had betrayed Lingxi Pavilion and told Mandora about her weakness, which was why she was powerless to fight back.

Lingxi Pavilion is truly a lively yet troubled "good place".