The Book Soul Chronicles: Godslayer

At this moment, inside the secret realm temple...

Yu Bingwen had already climbed 3000 steps and was stuck. His experience was too shallow, and even his extraordinary talent could not make up for it.

He knew that this was his limit, and he had absorbed a lot of spiritual energy from the rewards. This spiritual energy gathered in his dantian and gradually formed a seed. Although he didn't know what it was, he had a premonition that this was definitely a tremendous opportunity for him.

So he chose to stop answering, and then a white light enveloped him, and he was teleported back to the main hall.

Upon returning to the main hall, he saw Hao Jujin fast asleep, leaning against a stone pillar, occasionally smacking his lips.

Yu Bingwen's lips twitched, then he sighed and shook his head helplessly.

Thinking to myself, "This mindset is really good. No wonder people say that a broad mind leads to a healthy body. I can sleep so soundly anywhere without any defenses. I'm really neglecting myself. No one should neglect themselves. Eat when you should eat and sleep when you should sleep."

Yu Bingwen then looked to the other side, where Chen Suili had a stern face as if he owed him millions of spirit stones, his eyes practically spitting fire as he looked at Hao Jujin.

He glanced at Yu Bingwen one last time, looked him up and down, then turned his gaze to Hao Jujin. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to get up and beat him up, and continued meditating.

To be honest, he was already impatient. When he first came out, this fat guy was sleeping right there. He ignored him and found a place to sit and meditate while waiting for the sect leader to come out.

He was meditating quietly, not disturbing anyone. But this fatso was snoring, talking in his sleep, and startling people every now and then, making it so that he almost went into a state of demonic possession when he tried to concentrate and circulate his spiritual energy.

Chen Suili wasn't killed by the monsters in the secret realm, but he almost got killed by this fatso's various antics.

Every single second, he suspected the other person was doing it on purpose. Every time he got impatient and wanted to hit the other person, he would quietly fall asleep, with nothing but steady breathing.

But whenever he channeled his spiritual energy to a crucial point, he would either suddenly start cursing in his dreams, scream in various ways, or cry for help. It was probably a nightmare, which caused Chen Suili to either forcibly stop the flow of spiritual energy or continue channeling it in a state of agitation. Then, without paying attention, he almost went into a state of demonic possession.

Seeing Chen Suili's murderous look, Yu Bingwen knew that this chubby guy was "really lucky" to have gotten himself into so much trouble so soon after they met.

Yu Bingwen silently lit a candle for him in his heart.

Then I found a place, sat down on the ground, sat cross-legged, and studied my physical condition and cultivation level, as well as sorted out my experiences and what I had gained from them.

He waited for his martial uncle to come out, believing that his martial uncle must have gained even more. Although his martial uncle seemed unreliable, his master trusted her so much and entrusted him to her, so she was by no means a simple character.

Yu Bingwen had just closed his eyes when he didn't notice the faint red light emanating from the ring Qingwu had given him on his hand. It flashed by in an instant, and at the same time, a dark light flashed on the six stone pillars around him. Without opening his eyes and looking carefully, he couldn't see it at all.

He didn't even notice, let alone a sleeping god who was sleeping like a dead pig and a person who was so angry they were about to explode.

Just as Yu Bingwen entered a meditative state, he was pulled into another space. A flash of white light appeared, and he inexplicably found himself in a place full of mirrors.

He immediately became alert, knowing that there was something wrong with this temple, but he didn't know how to get out, so he could only brace himself and carefully examine it.

After a while...

"Where exactly is this? Who did this?" Yu Bingwen immediately became furious.

"This is simply... simply..." Yu Bingwen really didn't know what words to use to describe his current situation.

As soon as Yu Bingwen entered, he looked around the palace, carefully examining it from the inside out, from top to bottom, and from front to back, but found nothing amiss.

The strangest thing about this palace is that it has four walls, and there is a door in the middle of each wall.

He could see a peach orchard from all four doors, so he tried to go out through one of the doors and walk along a path.

Strangely, the road was wide and very straight, with peach groves on both sides.

He carefully examined the surrounding peach trees and, apart from their exceptionally abundant blossoms, found nothing particularly unusual.

He walked along the road for an unknown amount of time, and suddenly saw a palace ahead. He approached and discovered that it was the very palace he had just left.

He walked in with a sullen expression. As soon as he entered the palace, he saw the door opposite him, the one he had just walked out of.

In other words, he went out through the front door and came in through the back door, but he was clearly walking in a straight line, so why was he allowed to come back?

Unsure, I walked around some more and chose another door.

As soon as he stepped outside, he thought he had chosen the wrong path. Unsure, he looked around again and realized he hadn't made a mistake.

This road, and the surrounding peach trees, are exactly the same as the road he started walking on; even the appearance of the trees hasn't changed.

On the surface, Yu Bingwen appeared calm, but in his heart, he was in turmoil.

"How did they do that? Could it be a high-level formation that has been lost? But if it is a formation, it must be different. All we need to do is find the core of the formation and break it."

As Yu Bingwen thought this to himself, he observed his surroundings more carefully and meticulously. As he walked, the palace appeared before him again.

He went in again, and as expected, he found himself back in the door behind the door he had just left through.

Yu Bingwen felt increasingly strange. There was something eerie about this place, but he just couldn't figure out what was the most unusual thing about it.

"Where exactly is the strange array's core?" Yu Bingwen muttered to himself, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

Afraid that he might have missed something, he carefully observed it again and walked through it six more times.

The further he walked, the uglier his expression became, because he vaguely felt that this was not an ordinary formation.

He always walked in a straight line, but no matter what, he would only go out through one door and come in through the back door, never through the two doors on the side.

Moreover, no matter which gate he went out of, the layout of the peach trees in the peach grove was exactly the same. However, when he went out of one gate and saw the palace again, the peach trees he saw in front of the palace were different from the ones he saw when he came out of the palace gate again.

The more he walked, the more he felt like he was inside a painting, which is why he walked in a straight line but inexplicably ended up on the other side of the palace.

Assuming the four gates of this palace are arranged in order as 1234, then if he goes out through gate 1, he will definitely return through gate 3; if he goes out through gate 2, he will return through gate 4. Following this reasoning, this is something that ordinary formations cannot achieve.

There are basically no straight lines in formations. Even in illusion formations, the paths inside are mostly winding and meandering, forcing people to wander around aimlessly.

He believes this is not an ordinary formation; that is, there is a formation inside, but it is combined with the painting.

Why was he so sure there was a formation?

Because the layout of the peach trees outside is exactly the same, even the most skilled painter could not possibly paint them exactly the same, especially not one that would escape the observation of a cultivator. Not to mention that the layout of the peach trees at the entrance is different when one leaves and when one enters.

The truth has now been revealed, but the reason he looked so angry was because he felt that the person who created this formation was simply hateful.

Since it's a painting, someone must be watching it. Its creator must be somewhere watching his pathetic state, secretly laughing at him from afar.

This is just a cruel joke! And it's him who's being tricked. If someone is unaware of the situation, they'll keep searching for a way to break the formation, and the more they search, the less they can find. The more anxious they get, the faster they'll wander around, and they might eventually die here.

The creator's intentions were extremely sinister and hateful, killing two birds with one stone. Those who were not smart enough to think of combining the formation and the formation died here, while those who were smart enough to think of combining the formation and the formation were disgusted by it.

The more Yu Bingwen looked at this creator, the more annoyed he became. Although he had to admit that the person who cleverly modified the formation was a genius, he was still disgusted.

"This guy is just like my Uncle-Master Qingwu. Their disgusting methods are almost on par. I wonder how Uncle-Master is doing?" Yu Bingwen said casually.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that this person has the shadow of Qingwu. They are equally intelligent and equally annoying.

The reason he didn't feel that his martial uncle was disliked by him before was because he was never the one who suffered losses; on the contrary, he was always the one who benefited.

So he only felt that Qingwu's actions were somewhat immoral, but he had to admit that they were very useful. She had a whole repertoire of disgusting people, especially those he couldn't beat and who he disliked. Disgusting them made him feel incredibly good.

But today it was his turn, and he experienced firsthand what it felt like to be disgusted. Being watched like a monkey being made a spectacle of, running around like this and that, was probably one of that person's pleasures.

Yu Bingwen was indeed very clever and guessed correctly. At this moment, the man in black in front of the painting was watching everything. From behind, he seemed to be trying his best to suppress something, but he was still trembling.

"Hahaha, hahaha..."

"Oh my, that's hilarious! This idiot is sneaking around like a thief, running here and there like a lunatic! Hahaha..."

The man was laughing maniacally, and he looked more like a "madman" than the one in the painting, and his laughter had a strong sense of wickedness.

"Wow! This kid is really good. He was able to see through my 'Fun Drawing Formation' in such a short time. Hmm, not bad at all!"

A sinister smile played on his lips, and his dark eyes were full of wicked amusement, adding a touch of madness to his otherwise effeminate and handsome face, making it clear at a glance that he was a lunatic.

Suddenly, the smile on his face vanished, and a look of doubt appeared in his eyes.

He licked his crimson lips with his red tongue and softly uttered in a feminine voice, "Qingwu! Interesting, interesting! There's actually someone who can rival me. I'd like to meet him."

"Hahahaha...This is so funny, hehehe, hahaha..."

Then he would laugh sinisterly for a while, and then burst into maniacal laughter, but what they had in common was that both laughters were filled with malice.

Today, he thinks he's incredibly awesome, but little does he know that after meeting Qingwu, what awaits him is unjustified exploitation and countless false accusations.

The more arrogant he is now, the more pitiful and humble he will be in the future. Even Yu Bingwen felt sorry for him. Although he was making fun of himself today, he and Qingwu had also tricked him quite a bit later.

However, Yu Bingwen would never forgive him for what he had done today. His only sympathy was for his uncle and himself, who always sent him wherever needed, made him take the blame, and made him shoulder the responsibility.

In Yu Bingwen's opinion, he deserved it. Who told him to tease him like that today? It was practically challenging his bottom line. He was very vengeful, especially since it was the first time he had been made a fool of like a monkey. He would remember it even more vividly.

However, every time he saw this man who often acted like a fool, who was kicked out of his room by his uncle, and who sat pitifully on the ground hugging a pillow, he couldn't help but sigh when he thought back to today.

After Li Minghan recovered, he used time reversal to return to the present, where he looked at his deranged self with a look of utter despair.

Especially when he acted crazy in front of the person he liked, and was mercilessly mocked and ridiculed, he got so angry that he secretly came back behind his lover's back, beat up his current self, and then left with a flick of his sleeve.

He had no regard for himself, lying on the ground, bruised and battered, barely breathing. Even he, lying on the ground, was stunned. Who would hit themselves? But at this point, he hadn't experienced certain things yet and was still a madman.

He was being beaten up and still laughing hysterically, only to be beaten down and rubbed into the ground by his future self again until he could no longer laugh, at which point he was thrown on the ground like a rag and left to fend for himself.

"Let me add something to make our game even more fun!"

After saying that, her effeminate face was full of wicked amusement as she began to channel spiritual energy into the painting.

Li Minghan was also curious about what kind of person this senior uncle, the prodigy in his painting, was, and he wanted to meet him.

As far as he knew, a disciple with such talent would surely have a communication artifact provided by the sect, so that when he was in danger, the sect elders would sense it and come to his rescue.

If this kid is in danger, that person will definitely come to save her. If he doesn't arrive in time and gets killed by her, then she can't blame herself.

Then, the scene before Yu Bingwen's eyes changed, and Yu Bingwen sneered inwardly, realizing he had taken the bait.

That's right. Knowing that he can't see it now, he'll call for reinforcements. Yu Bingwen is very smart. Although everything will eventually depend on himself, it would be foolish not to use resources. He's not an omniscient person who can do everything. Sometimes he still has to rely on his intelligence.