What to do if you receive the wrong package?

"Hahaha, as expected, heroes have emerged from among the young since ancient times. It seems I underestimated you."

Upon hearing this, Xuan Yi and the other two quickly opened their eyes and found that they had returned to the desolate wilderness where they had started. It was already broad daylight, indicating that they had been in the illusion for a long time. However, instead of the lamplight and tents, they were now sitting in front of an unfamiliar old man.

The old man had flowing white hair and sharp white eyebrows. He wore a pure white robe and sat quietly cross-legged, like an immortal being.

"The three of you are quite capable; it's truly remarkable that you were able to break through my illusion." The old man smiled slightly, his voice revealing a hint of appreciation.

"Who are you?" Xuan Yi raised an eyebrow at the old man and asked directly with a look of curiosity.

"Who I am is not important. What is important is..." the old man began slowly, but just as he was about to say something more, he heard Xuan Yi change the subject.

"Alright, next question: why did you trap us with illusions?"

"Of course... it's to get rid of you." The old man's expression changed instantly, a hint of malice flashing in his eyes.

No sooner had the old man finished speaking than a number of men in black emerged from both sides of the bushes. The leader was none other than Xi Hui, whom he had met not long ago.

Xi Hui sneered, his ruthlessness becoming even more pronounced.

"It seems you lot are destined to stay here today."

Xuan Yi toyed with the dagger in his hand, glanced around, and said with obvious disdain, "Why does that sound so familiar? It's like we said that before we entered the illusion, and here we are again."

Xi Hui glared at Xuan Yi, then raised his hand and waved for the men in black on either side to step forward.

"Enough with the nonsense. Take them all down. If anyone resists, kill them on the spot."

"You think you can keep us here with just a bunch of ugly ducklings? It's already dawn, stop dreaming." Xuan Yi silently shook his head. It seemed that some people couldn't be reasoned with.

The men in black stepped forward and surrounded Xuan Yi and his two companions.

"I have a question. Are we in the real world or in an illusion?" Xuan Yi didn't pay any attention to the men in black around him. Instead, he turned to Jiang Si and asked a question.

“Palace Master Xuan, that’s a good question. I’m a little confused myself.” Jian Yuheng opened his fan and gently fanned himself in front of his chest.

"Whether it's real or fake, let's fight first." Jiang Si flicked his wrist, and his longsword transformed into a streak of cold light, piercing directly at the man in black in front of him.

"Hey, Old Jiang, how about the young master have a contest to see who kills the most men in black? The one who kills the most can take an extra item from the King of Chu's private treasury, how about that?" Xuan Yi watched Jiang Si make his move and couldn't help but raise his hand and throw out a hidden weapon.

"it is good."

"no problem."

With the reward as a bonus, the three fought with increasing ferocity, and before long, a large group of men in black had fallen at their hands.

Of course, the three of them weren't completely unscathed; they all sustained some injuries, but it didn't have a significant impact.

“The…23rd.” Xuan Yi twirled the dagger in his hand, and the man in black before him fell to the ground. “What do you two have to say?”

“24.” Jiang Si said as he drew the long sword from the body of the man in black in front of him.

Jian Yuheng stood to the side, looking at the hesitant men in black not far away, and shrugged helplessly. "20, looks like I'm going to be at the bottom."

Xuan Yi flicked the blood off his dagger, looked at the corpses scattered on the ground, and couldn't help but urge them on.

"Keep going, why aren't you playing anymore? The three of us haven't decided who won yet."

“Palace Master Xuan, even if they outnumber us, we can’t withstand the endless stream of people coming to their deaths.”

The men in black exchanged glances. The strength of the three men before them was far beyond their own. If they continued fighting like this, they feared they would injure five hundred enemies while suffering a thousand casualties themselves.

Xi Hui frowned as he looked at the black-clad man standing there, hesitant to move forward. He then turned to look at the white-clad old man who was still sitting steadily in front of him.

"Why haven't you made a move yet? Don't you want to complete your master's mission?"

The old man in white glanced coldly at Xi Hui and the man in black, his disdain evident in his eyes, as if he were looking at a bunch of good-for-nothings.

"Hey, Xi Hui, you're something else. You can't beat them, so you call for reinforcements. How shameful!" Xuan Yi shouted from the sidelines, enjoying the spectacle.

Xi Hui was already displeased by the white-robed elder's attitude, and when he heard Xuan Yi's mockery, his anger flared even more. He flew directly out from the crowd and raised his palm to strike Xuan Yi.

Seeing this, Xuan Yi calmly dodged Xi Hui's attack, a mocking smile playing on his lips. Xi Hui's palm strike missed its mark, but he lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Everyone gasped in shock at the sight. Xi Hui was furious, his face turning ashen. He quickly got up, a fierce glint in his eyes.

Xuan Yi was also quite surprised, knowing that his martial arts skills were very strong when he fought Xi Hui. With a look of inquiry in his eyes, he stepped towards Xi Hui without fear.

"Tsk tsk tsk, long time no see. How come your martial arts have deteriorated?"

"Hmph, enough nonsense. Take this." Xi Hui didn't say much, quickly drew his longsword and thrust it at Xuan Yi in front of him.

Jiang Si, standing to the side, drew his sword and blocked Xuan Yi's path.

"Alas." The old man in white sighed as he looked at all this, and then said, "Change."

Xi Hui's original position was instantly replaced by the old man in white.

Jiang Si was startled and quickly changed his sword moves, but it was as if there was a barrier in front of the white-robed old man, blocking no matter how fierce the sword energy was.

Seeing this, Xuan Yi and Jian Yuheng quickly joined the battle.

The old man in white looked at the three people attacking him together, a cold smile appearing on his lips, and said again, "Turn."

As the word "turn" appeared, the old man vanished into thin air and reappeared behind the three. His palm strike was as sharp as a sword, and although the three quickly turned around and tried their best to defend, they were still knocked back a certain distance.

"Be careful, he can change position at will." Jiang Si used his sword to support himself on the ground, barely stopping his retreat.

The old man in white smiled coldly, his figure flashing like lightning, reappearing in front of the three. The longsword that Xi Hui had been holding was now in his own hands; he tossed it upwards and said again, "Disperse."

In an instant, the longsword multiplied from one to several, raining down on Jiang Si and the others like a storm of swords.

Jiang Si and his two companions quickly dodged, and although they fought back with all their might, there were simply too many swords, and all three were stabbed or cut. They gritted their teeth, endured the pain, and continued to fight the white-robed elder without flinching.

"We need to think of a way, we can't hold on like this." Jian Yuheng waved his iron fan rapidly and whispered to the two people beside him.

"Let's run further away and try to create some distance between us." Jiang Si took out two small balls from his waist, threw them forward, and instantly made a "bang" sound, followed by a puff of white smoke.

Upon seeing this, the three quickly flew away.

The old man in white frowned slightly; he hadn't expected the three people before him to try to escape. He snorted coldly and said again, "Stop them."

The three hadn't run far when they saw the trees around them seem to come alive, moving in different positions as if trying to intercept them.

"Wait!" Jiang Si turned to Jian Yuheng and asked, "Are there any more tinderboxes?"

“We’re out of tinder, but we still have two flints.” Jian Yuheng tossed the flints to Jiang Si.

Xuan Yi looked at Jiang Si, somewhat puzzled, and asked, "What do you want to do?"

“I suspect we’re still in the environment, so let’s try burning it first.” Jiang Si smiled for the first time, tore off a piece of his clothes, and lit it with a flint.

He then used his longsword to throw the burning cloth into the surrounding bushes, and in the blink of an eye, the fire started.

"Hahaha, interesting, interesting." Xuan Yi stood next to Jiang Si, watching the plants burning brighter and brighter, and the trees that slowly stopped blocking the fire. He suddenly felt that Jiang Si's idea might be correct.

Jian Yuheng tilted his head to look behind him. The white-robed old man who had been chasing him had disappeared without a trace. Just as he turned his gaze back, he made a discovery.

“Look, there’s a willow tree over there too.”

Following the direction Jian Yuheng pointed, sure enough, there was a relatively short willow tree hidden in the corner.

"Heh, another willow tree. Wait, I'm going to burn it." Xuan Yi used his dagger to pick up a clump of burning weeds and headed straight for the willow tree with the "fireball" of weeds.

To prevent a repeat of the previous illusion, Xuan Yi was extra cautious. He first carefully observed the area and located the runes on the willow tree trunk. Then, he used a throwing knife to stab the weed fireballs onto the runes, and once again heard the willow tree's mournful cry.

Xuan Yi retreated to Jiang Si and Jian Yuheng's side, "Do you think the next one will also be an illusion?"

"Whether it is or not, let's look for willow trees first." Jian Yuheng shook his fan; willow trees had become a kind of symbol of the illusion.

As they were talking, a sudden gust of wind swept in, making it impossible for them to open their eyes. When they opened their eyes again, they were back in the forest where they had started, and in front of them was still the white-haired old man in white robes sitting cross-legged.

How come it's exactly the same as the situation just now?

Xuan Yi and the other two exchanged puzzled glances.

Jian Yuheng immediately looked up and around, but couldn't find a willow tree.

"Is the flint still there? Should we burn it again?" Xuan Yi asked in a low voice.

Jiang Si nodded, took out a flint and handed it to Xuan Yi.

"Wait, he didn't say anything." Although Jian Yuheng's words were somewhat unclear, Jiang Si and the other man understood them.

Xuan Yi raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Why don't you try and see?"

After saying that, he raised his hand and threw a throwing knife at the old man in white. The knife fell to the ground just before it hit the old man in white.

"Hehe, I wonder what you mean by this, young friend?" A voice came from all directions.

Xuan Yi said matter-of-factly, "It is only polite to return the favor. You just gave us a sword fight, so I'm just returning the favor with a throwing knife."

"Haha, if we really go by that, young friend, you've burned several of my illusions."

"You old man, you're really funny. If you don't trap us inside, how can we fight back?" Xuan Yi almost laughed out of exasperation at the question.

"It was not my wish to trap you young friends; I was merely following my master's orders."

"Can you let us leave now?" Jiang Si looked up at the sky and asked.

"The time is not up yet. So, I'm sorry, I cannot."

"When will the time be counted?" Jiang Si frowned slightly.

"When the master gets what he wants, I will release you all as soon as possible."

Xuan Yi was too lazy to waste any more words on the voice, so he found a relatively flat open space, sat down, and said to the other two, "It looks like we won't be able to get out anytime soon."

Jian Yuheng sat down next to Xuan Yi and asked with some doubt, "His wish has been fulfilled? What did his master want to obtain?"

"Seven Star Stones!" Jiang Si and Xuan Yi exclaimed in unison.

Jian Yuheng's eyes lit up. "The 'Sea and Moon' painting! Could it be that the mysterious person obtained the information about the Seven Star Stones from the 'Sea and Moon' painting?"

"It's possible, or it could be a clue from the screen painting kept by the Shaolin Temple," Jiang Si guessed, his brow furrowing slightly as he continued:

"Regardless of where the clues came from, it seems that the mysterious person has already discovered the great formation containing the Seven Star Stones."

"But didn't Lao Bai say that to obtain the Seven Star Stones, we need to break the great formation? Could it be that the mysterious person has already obtained the method to break the great formation?" Xuan Yi became more and more restless as he thought about it.

Jiang Si shook his head indifferently, "It seems the mysterious person knows more than we thought."

"Sigh. We haven't been back for so long, I wonder how Mumu is doing." Xuan Yi anxiously tugged at the weeds on the ground. He had promised Mumu that he wouldn't disappear again without a reason.

“Actually, I’ve been wondering about this too. We’ve been gone for so long, the Prince should have sent people to investigate, or even to look for us. But why haven’t we received any help?” Jian Yuheng voiced his thoughts.

Xuan Yi frowned slightly. "What do you mean?"

Jian Yuheng's expression was somewhat solemn. "I'm afraid the Prince may have encountered some issues as well, which is why he has no time to attend to us."

"No, I can't wait any longer." Xuan Yi stood up abruptly. He had considered what Jian Yuheng said, but saying it out loud now only made him more worried.

"I'm afraid this is still an illusion. Let's find the key to the formation." Jiang Si was also feeling uneasy.

Whenever he thought about how the mysterious man had once captured Ayan and interrogated her about Bai Heming's method of breaking the formation, he was always worried that Ayan would be captured again.

Seeing the eager expressions on Jiang Si and Xuan Yi's faces, Jian Yuheng felt embarrassed to stay any longer and followed the two to explore the forest.

The three of them wandered around in the woods for a long time, but found nothing.

Just as they were about to meet to discuss their next move, a violent tremor suddenly came from beneath their feet. Then, a mountain peak beside them dropped a torrent of rocks, followed by a blinding beam of light shooting out from the valley between the two peaks and soaring into the sky.