Journey to the West: The Mountain Shaker

Chapter 39 Supreme-level Magic Treasure



Chapter 39 Supreme-level Magic Treasure

"I have already secured a loan of 50 yuan and am just waiting to pass the exam before I go to the fantasy world to fight for it."

Cai Fei took out the agreement and held it up for everyone to see. He looked around, then walked down and handed it to Feng Xiangguo at close range, letting him see the amount and signature clearly.

"Look carefully," Cai Fei asked, "Did I do it?"

Feng Xiangguo could only nod. The others were alright, but the name "Kong Fande" was among them, so he had no choice but to believe it.

Cai Fei returned to the front and frankly stated, "I hope everyone can provide me with a good learning environment. This plan is open to everyone; if anyone is willing to fight alongside me in the illusionary realm, I welcome them barefoot. If you cannot enter the illusionary array, please prepare spirit stones. Perhaps your family would be willing to obtain a few migration permits from me, granting you the opportunity to enter the Great Wilderness!"

Before Cai Fei could finish speaking, someone in the audience scoffed, "1000 migration permits aren't that easy to get. What if you can't get them?"

Someone laughed and said, "Is he drowning in debt?"

"At worst, I just won't go to the Great Wilderness and I'll owe him 50!" Cai Fei shouted angrily. "What's the point of being born if a real man doesn't dare to take a chance when faced with such an opportunity?"

The last four words were uttered by Cai Fei with sixth-level spiritual power, like a thunderclap on flat ground, instantly captivating everyone's attention!

"What a wonderful 'What's the use of being born!'"

In the ensuing silence, Feng Xiangguo burst into laughter and was the first to stand up: "Count me in! If I pass the exam, I'll go with you and give it a shot. If I don't, I'll give you 10 yuan to buy you a hundred relocation permits!"

"Well done!" Yu Qianqian was the second to stand up and applaud Cai Fei. "A cultivator can't believe in fate. I believe in you!"

Two people stood up and echoed, and the mocking laughter immediately ceased.

It's so good to be young.

The frail old dragon felt a pang of sadness for some reason. He gave Cai Fei a thumbs up, slowly walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and praised him, "You have ambition."

"Cai Fei is right. There is no hope in Aolai. You must seize every opportunity to go out. The Great Wilderness is a good opportunity. Although it is difficult, cultivators should not be afraid of difficulties."

Old Longhen gave everyone a few words of encouragement before signaling them to disperse.

People dispersed in twos and threes, and many were pondering the feasibility of Cai Fei's plan.

Apart from Wujialing, all the villages in Aolai are of a single surname. When it comes to immigration, people subconsciously think of bringing their own villagers along, never imagining that they could form a group.

Regardless, Cai Fei's words had an effect.

At least, Feng Xiangguo kept his promise; his small team of eight gave Cai Fei face, and the others couldn't cause any trouble.

The two classes that morning were unexpectedly quiet.

Whether it was the "Great Wilderness Insight" or the "Divination" class, everyone was either listening to the lecture or reading leisurely books. This was a far cry from the usual slouching and rustling scene. The large stone platform was filled only with the teacher's voice, quiet and solemn, as if it were a different world from the past.

The only discord occurred after the divination lesson.

After the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Fang Yingyue stopped talking as usual—even though she had only explained half of the example problem.

"Let's talk about it in the next class." She shook the materials and turned to walk out of the stone platform.

Just then, someone muttered under their breath, "A lackey of the Star Moon Sect."

The voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible; if it were in a normally noisy environment, the sentence would have been completely lost.

But this day was unusually quiet, and the monk's hearing was exceptionally sharp.

Everyone heard those words clearly, and everyone involuntarily raised their heads to look at Fang Yingyue.

Teacher Fang paused noticeably, but in the end she did not turn around. Instead, she quickly walked out of the courtyard, summoned her flying sword, and flew away.

Everyone watched Fang Yingyue fly away, and then...

"Ha, feeling guilty!"

"They're just dogs from the Star Moon Sect!"

"Exorcists? They're all just dog shit eaters!"

Amidst a chorus of curses, the group of over sixty people dispersed in a chaotic uproar.

There are still problems with the classroom, and they are big problems.

In those two lessons, the language instruction was halting and hesitant, yielding only a few new words; the divination instruction was perfunctory, with barely any exercises completed. They were worlds apart from the "teachers" Cai Fei remembered.

But in any case, classroom discipline finally stabilized.

At this moment, Cai Fei had money in his pocket and was in a good mood, so he went to the Academy Illusion in the afternoon to experience the taste of trials for the first time in his life.

This is the most expensive part of the entire academy, but from the outside it looks like just a small courtyard with stone walls—thick walls made of bluish-gray granite, mottled with moss, and on the lintel made of some kind of wood, there are two ancient seal characters composed of talismans: "Illusion and Truth".

At 1:15 PM, outside the steward's office at the entrance of the Huanzhen Courtyard, Cai Fei handed over his waist token.

This waist tag is a soul-binding object, bearing the soul imprint that Cai Feichu was given when he first entered the academy. The tag exists as long as the person is alive, and it breaks when the person dies. It is the only credential for students to enter and exit important places such as the academy, the academy's library, and the academy's illusion array.

The manager was a middle-aged cultivator surnamed Bao, with a fair complexion, no beard, and a smile on his face. He wiped the waist token on some kind of magical artifact and asked in surprise, "You've been in the academy for over fifty days, and this is your first time here?"

Cai Fei nodded.

"If you're preparing for immigration, why are you being so careless?" Manager Bao asked casually while registering names and times.

"I don't have any money. It costs 50 spirit stones per visit, which is enough to feed my whole family for several months," Cai Fei answered honestly.

"50 spirit stones can last for several months..." Steward Bao became a little curious, and used his divine sense to check the address on the waist tag, "Wujialing..."

The steward's pupils contracted slightly, his fingers paused for a moment, then he quickened his pace, his tone becoming businesslike: "If this is your first time here, you'll have to make the puppet yourself. Spiritual root attribute? True cultivation level?"

Cai Fei hesitated for a moment, but Steward Bao said impatiently, "Report it quickly. How can I allocate spiritual energy resources for you if I don't know the attribute?"

"Nine miscellaneous items, sixth rank." Cai Fei knew to some extent that making puppets required mobilizing spiritual energy resources, so he answered honestly.

Bao Guan channeled his spiritual power into his eyes and glanced at Cai Fei's brow—six points of blue light, unmistakable. He then probed Cai Fei's dantian with his divine sense, but it was blocked by Cai Fei's spiritual power and could not penetrate.

His gaze grew even colder, and he dryly recited a set of figures: "The cost of the Nine Miscellaneous Puppets will be a bit higher, with a production fee of 1,500 and an entrance fee of 50, totaling 1,550 spirit stones. First, go to Illusionary Cave Zero to make the puppets, and then go to Trial Number Twenty-Three."

Is this just a "little" bit?

Cai Fei had inquired in class and found out that a regular puppet only cost 1000, this was 50% more expensive...

Cai Fei's heart was bleeding—the mountain people had worked hard for months, and all that money had been spent on a single puppet!

But the trial is necessary. He's counting on snatching a thousand migration permits in the Illusionary Realm, so he can't do it without being familiar with the illusion array.

However, after spending those 1550 spirit stones, I didn't have much left in my pocket.

He took out a stack of spirit notes of various denominations, counted them carefully several times before handing them over, and received a yellow talisman with the number "23" written on it before walking into the courtyard.

Once you push open the door, the view suddenly opens up.

Inside the courtyard, one hundred stone-built illusion pavilions are arranged in a ring, receding inwards layer by layer, resembling a huge stone grandstand or some kind of ancient altar.

In the center stands a stone tower, not tall, only three stories high, entirely constructed of dark jade. The tower has no doors or windows, only dense runes that coil from the base to the top, like some kind of living thing slowly moving.

At the top of the tower is a perfectly round jewel, as clear as glass, with swirling mists and faint starlight shining through it. This is the core of this illusion, within which lies a hidden other-dimensional space.

Standing at the edge of the courtyard, the stone pagoda appears to be suspended above the hundreds of stone houses, or as if it is being supported by them, exuding a calm and majestic aura.

The entire illusion array is said to have been designed by dozens of super-powerful beings, including Nuwa and the Queen Mother of the West, and then meticulously crafted by the Heavenly Craft Workshop. The cost of just this one set is in the billions of spirit stones.

And this is only the "Sub-version," and the lowest grade, the inferior "Sub-version." There are thousands of such "Sub-versions" throughout the entire Heavenly Realm.

The original version is called "The Realm of Illusion," built in Kunlun, and is known as one of the three great miracles in the history of the cultivation world—alongside the Nine Heavens and the Underworld.

Such a supreme-level magic weapon naturally includes its "sub-version" as well, which is also among the top-tier magic weapons.

With a sense of awe, Cai Fei approached the stone hut, found the largest one, the Zero Illusion Hut, affixed his waist token to the stone door, opened it, and quietly stepped inside.


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