The cheat system is useless, but I have the strongest living dad.

The gentleman was extremely well-mannered; even though the question was so unreasonable, he didn't get angry: "Do you have any other questions? Ask them all at once."

Shen Yao had many questions, and since the master was so generous, she didn't hold back and asked, "Master, are there a hundred kinds of herbs planted in the Hundred Herbs Garden?"

Are you afraid when the beautiful snake calls your name?

"When Runtu was hunting badgers in the melon field, did he secretly eat any melons? Were badgers protected animals back then?"

"Also, when the officers and soldiers came to Lou Wai Lou to arrest Mr. Zhou, were you panicked?"

The man stared at her for a long time without saying a word, then disappeared from the table.

Shen Yao was stunned. Why did the master leave? "Master? Master? Where did you go? Why did you leave?"

A portal identical to the one on the fourth floor appeared in front of her. Shen Yao hadn't received an answer to her question yet and didn't really want to leave. She looked around the library; there were still so many books she hadn't read! She really didn't want to go.

The mechanical voice inside the library relentlessly announced: "You are not cut out for academic research. Please leave the tower within ten seconds."

"Ten, nine, eight, seven..."

"No! The gentleman hasn't answered the question yet!" Shen Yao exclaimed anxiously, "How can you send me away?"

"Two, one." The countdown ended, and Shen Yao was lifted up by an unknown force and thrown into the illusionary portal.

She was thrown into the illusionary portal and rolled around a few times. She got up, rubbing her back in pain, regretting that she had asked too hastily. After sighing several times, she stepped onto the stairs leading to the sixth floor.

After Shen Yao left, the tower spirit changed the first motto on the Hundred Herbs Garden owner's information interface on the library's illusion panel to: "Studying medicine won't save them, nor will studying literature."

"We've reached the sixth floor!" The cultivators guarding the stone house finally breathed a sigh of relief. Shen Yao had stayed on the fifth floor for eight days before finally reaching the sixth floor.

Long Jiajia observed the little tower spirit fire: "Strange, she's really strange."

Feng Yu tensed up again: "What does Miss Long Liu mean?"

Long Jiajia pointed to the lower half of the spirit fire: "Look at her tower fire, it hasn't changed at all, it's still that same little bit of gold."

"Logically, after passing the fourth level, the color of the tower fire should increase with each level. However, after she passed the fifth level, the color of the tower fire did not change at all."

Feng Yu: "What does this mean?"

Long Jiajia pondered for a while: "I estimate that she probably didn't get anything on the fifth floor."

Feng Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that there's no danger."

Long Jiajia sat back down on the stone chair and muttered, "This shouldn't be happening. How could we have gotten nothing after staying for eight days?"

I can’t figure it out, I really can’t figure it out.

Pushing open the sixth-floor tower door, Shen Yao found herself back in Qiwu City.

She stood on the long street lined with phoenix trees, watching her extraordinary husband walk towards her from the other side of the street, stepping on the fiery red phoenix flower path.

Shen Yao panicked a little. She knew it was an illusion, but even knowing it was an illusion, she didn't want to kill 'Feng Yu' in the illusion. She really liked him very much.

I fall in love with someone every time I see them.

It is said that there is no such thing as love at first sight, but only lust at first sight. She fell in love with him the moment she saw him at the Feng family's villa.

This immortal lord also fell deeply in love with her, caring for her meticulously, protecting her with his life, and making many sacrifices.

Over the years, he has moved her time and time again.

If she hadn't been beaten by her father that day, she would have been willing to dream with him for the rest of her life.

Unfortunately, she was Shen Yao with a terrible past, not just Shen Yanzhou whom he loved.

Yan Zhou could do his best to love him, but Shen Yao couldn't, because a high-and-mighty person would never love Shen Yao, who came from humble beginnings.

Feng Yu, dressed in a pristine white robe, slowly approached from the other side of the long street. His face was expressionless, but his eyes were filled with indifference.

He stared at Shen Yao without saying a word. His former warmth was gone, replaced by a cold and indifferent aura, tinged with hatred.

Shen Yao shivered; she felt extremely guilty in front of the fake 'Feng Yu'.

She didn't know how the fake 'Feng Yu' in the illusion would treat her, but no matter how he did, she didn't want to kill him.

'Concealing the past is no different from deception.' Shen Yao felt that Feng Yu outside the tower was probably already on her way back to the Immortal Clan. She was enduring the wrath in the illusion as atonement.

She was greedy to begin with, and taking advantage of her new identity, she dared to covet the immortal lord's love.

"Let's do it." Shen Yao took out the Ice Soul Sword and handed it to the fake 'Feng Yu': "Use the sword you gave me, let's do it."

The fake 'Feng Yu' did not take the sword. He turned around indifferently and walked back the way he came. After a few steps, he stopped and did not move.

Shen Yao tentatively followed, and sure enough, the fake 'Feng Yu' continued walking after she caught up.

They walked one after the other, neither of them speaking a word.

In the deserted Qiwu City, apart from the two of them, there were no other cultivators to be seen. She also had a strange sense of trust in the fake 'Feng Yu' and followed him back to the Feng family villa.

The Feng family villa was unexpectedly lively, with many elders coming and going, bringing their pampered daughters to greet the head of the Feng family.

The Feng family seemed to be celebrating some kind of happy occasion; red ribbons and lanterns were displayed in the courtyard, and music was played, creating an exceptionally festive atmosphere.

The fake 'Feng Yu' led her into the villa and then disappeared. She was then led around by the Feng family's fairy servants.

I encountered many fairies on my stroll, each one bright, charming, dignified and beautiful.

The fairy attendant said, "They are all female immortals from various places of the immortal clan, from prominent families. They admire Feng Yu, the immortal saint, and have come for his marriage proposal event."

Feng Yu had already become an Immortal Ancestor, but the Immortal Attendants were still calling him an Immortal Saint. Shen Yao estimated that this timeframe should be before she left Qiwu City.

Was it all for his marriage proposal event? If she hadn't been to the Feng family, would he have held the marriage proposal event?

Shen Yao felt extremely distressed, and her breath seemed to stop for several breaths.

The fairy attendant said proudly, "Only female immortals with great strength and background, and exceptional beauty, are worthy of our Feng Yu Immortal Saint."

The celestial attendant sized her up and said sarcastically, "Your air is foul, you must come from a humble family. Your looks are only average, don't even think about trying to climb the social ladder."

Although it was an illusion, Shen Yao still found it quite jarring. She quickened her pace, trying to shake off the fairy servant with the long knife in his mouth.

The fairy attendant chased after her, refusing to let her go: "Fairy, don't go. The embroidered ball will be thrown soon. Although you are not worthy, you can still attend the ceremony."

Shen Yao was thus dragged to attend the ceremony.

Feng Yu, now dressed in a wedding gown, stood on the second floor observing the female immortals in the courtyard. The gown he wore was the same one he wore when he and Shen Yao were married at the Mingshan Sect in Chongcheng.

At that time, he was wearing a wedding dress and beaming with joy, his eyes filled with the happiness of his wish coming true.

Wearing the same wedding attire, he was extremely cold and his demeanor was completely different.

Shen Yao stood on the east side of the courtyard, and the embroidered ball deliberately avoided her, flying westward.

One embroidered ball after another was thrown down, and in the blink of an eye, every eligible young lady in the courtyard was holding an embroidered ball in her hand.

She was the only one who didn't.

The sharp-tongued fairy attendant was still standing next to her, chuckling as she said, "I told you, they're all worthy, but you're not."

Even though she knew it was an illusion, Shen Yao still felt like vomiting blood.

What kind of brain-dead idiot came up with this kind of illusion?

She scanned the courtyard and estimated the number of female fairies who had received the embroidered ball. There must have been at least thirty. Had he married them all?