Guo Yunfeng's Illusion World.
“A bit further ahead, and we should reach the youngest age that Old Master Gu can remember.”
Xu Ci yawned and stretched lazily, as if about to be liberated.
“Once we implant the obsession to join the Nine Heavens Sect into his earliest memory, our mission will be complete~”
“Hmm.”
Guo Yunfeng nodded, her tone completely flat.
At that moment, they were in the home of Gu Yun, who was about seven or eight years old. They had already found the last memory fragment — a cuju ball.
Over an hour had passed.
In the memories they had journeyed through together, aside from the necessary instructions for the main mission, Guo Yunfeng had not interacted with Xu Ci even once.
She felt that as long as she didn't talk to Xu Ci, the so-called “theme of love” would never develop.
When Lu Ze eventually gave them the lowest score, that would be only natural — no one could fault her for it.
To avoid this chatterbox senior brother, Guo Yunfeng had thrown herself entirely into Gu Yun and Lin Xi’s story.
She had also derived clear, logical deductions.
She was equally puzzled by special clues like the paper rabbit, the lighthouse, and the platypus plush toy.
Now that they had reached the end of the mission, Guo Yunfeng buried her many doubts deep in her heart and decided not to overthink them.
She believed that most likely, Lu Ze had written the story too hastily, leaving too many holes by accident.
Guo Yunfeng glanced at Xu Ci with certain victory in her eyes, then looked at Gu Yun, shaking her head with a smile.
“So this is what you call love? How ridiculous.”
A talkative, clownish senior brother with no charm whatsoever.
A loser who spent his entire life entangled in a twisted romance.
Guo Yunfeng felt that even if the Illusion Alliance hadn't pulled any strings, she would never have allowed Lu Ze to get away with it.
With that thought, she and Xu Ci made the final memory jump.
...
A brief darkness.
“Where is this?”
Xu Ci opened his eyes and exclaimed in shock.
Guo Yunfeng looked around and frowned.
This was a fragmented, chaotic space.
Not far away, there were even stretches of bottomless abysses, and a rancid, rotten stench permeated the darkness.
“What’s going on?”
Guo Yunfeng asked, breaking her own silence.
“Missing memories…”
Xu Ci pinched his chin, his expression serious.
Though he seemed careless and carefree, he actually became quite reliable when faced with problems.
“It’s not uncommon for a person’s memories to be incomplete — this happens occasionally… but this is the first time I’ve seen such a terrifying scene!”
Xu Chi shuddered as he looked at the darkness mere inches away, as if touching it would consume him alive.
“On their wedding day, Gu Yun's mother mentioned that a doctor had saved Gu Yun’s life when he was a child… maybe?”
Guo Yunfeng thought carefully and offered a guess.
To avoid Xu Ci’s pestering, she had paid close attention to every detail in the scenes.
“That’s very possible!”
Xu Ci nodded, deeply convinced.
“It seems Old Master Gu suffered a serious illness when he was very young, so he doesn’t remember that time.”
“Then what do we do now?”
Guo Yunfeng frowned.
She was already tired of this disjointed story full of holes and didn’t want to go any further.
“There’s nothing we can do… we’ll just plant the seed of ‘joining the Nine Heavens Sect’ in the previous memory.”
Xu Ci sighed and replied.
“When you’re a kid, the reason you’d want to join the Nine Heavens Sect is almost certainly to become a cultivator… don’t forget, his favorite novel was ‘Battle Through the Heavens’ — the reason is already obvious.”
“Planting the seed at an earlier age would be more effective… but the previous memory isn’t bad either. It should work.”
“Should…”
...
[Second Scene: Tens of thousands of lighthouses… piled up on the distant horizon]
Another string of meaningless text.
Guo Yunfeng frowned.
She followed Xu Ci back to the very beginning of this memory space.
Beneath the lighthouse, old Gu Yun stood quietly beside Lin Xi’s grave, waiting for the two of them to return.
The process of planting the cause was not complicated.
With the elderly Gu Yun at the center as the formation core, they arranged the memory fragments from each stage in order.
Then, they injected dream power and activated the formation of cause and effect.
Finally, on the memory fragment from childhood, they infused the cause of “joining the Nine Heavens Sect.”
Once the formation was set in motion, the effect that manifested on the elderly Gu Yun would be the result of “going to the Moon Realm”!
...
...
At the same time.
By the Xianyun Lake.
Hundreds of eyes were fixed on the phantom images shimmering on the lake’s surface.
To show fairness, every time Guo Yunfeng explored an illusion, she would actively project the scenes to the outside world.
Now, as the sect mission was wrapping up, the onlookers gathered by the lake sensed the illusion was about to end.
The cultivators buzzed with chatter.
“Tsk tsk, Elder Guo hasn’t even blinked this time… Looks like Old Demon Lu is losing his streak!”
“Who would be moved by this illusion? Xu Ci is like a complete fool — who would fall in love with someone like that?”
“Are you still worried about Xu Ci? I’m so angry watching Gu Yun and Lin Xi’s story that my stomach hurts! How could Old Demon Lu write such a twisted romance?”
“It really is twisted. It’s so painful to watch — completely below Old Demon Lu’s usual standards!”
“Let’s just go… It seems the Tai Xu Soul Crystal is destined to be out of Old Demon Lu’s reach after all.”
...
The cultivators watching by the lake were mostly looking forward to seeing a god fall, with a gloating attitude.
In the phantom images above Xianyun Lake, Guo Yunfeng and Xu Ci had already begun to activate the formation of cause and effect.
A stream of golden dream power poured into old Gu Yun’s body. The memory space began to tear apart and recombine…
This scene made everyone present feel their blood boil, as if they were already witnessing a crack in Lu Ze’s undefeated record.
But in the next moment, no one expected —
Old Gu Yun did not appear in the Moon Realm.
Instead, as the memory space restarted, he remained the pitiful old man sitting on the bench, sometimes gazing at the night sky, sometimes looking at the lonely grave.
...
...
Zhong Yi’s Illusion World.
“How can this be!?”
Qin Li'en, who was guiding the formation of cause and effect, stared in complete disbelief at what was happening.
The formation had clearly worked successfully, yet Gu Yun’s memory had not changed in the slightest!
“Could it be… that he had already managed to go to the Moon Realm when he was young?”
Zhong Yi offered a possibility.
“Hmm, that could be it. Let’s go have a look.”
Qin Li'en raised an eyebrow, quite pleased with Zhong Yi’s guess. Smiling, she grabbed Zhong Yi and began a memory jump.
A rainy day.
The elderly Gu Yun, still holding an umbrella, stood alone by Lin Xi’s grave, sobbing.
The old house.
Lin Xi, lying in a sickbed, once again refused Gu Yun’s offer to treat her illness. Once again, she took out the yellow-and-blue paper rabbit and repeatedly asked Gu Yun to describe it.
Beneath the lighthouse.
Gu Yun married Lin Xi once more. As they bowed to heaven and earth, his bashful face beamed with happiness.
Inside the theater.
Gu Yun still sat alone in the corner, watching a shadow puppet show far from Lin Xi...
As the memories spanned further, Zhong Yi and Qin Li'en's expressions grew increasingly grave.
Because...
Not a single trace of change had occurred in Gu Yun's past!
“Where exactly is the problem...”
Qin Li'en bit her finger, sinking into thought.
“Is the obsession to join the Nine Heavens Sect not strong enough? So the cause and effect isn’t there?”
Zhong Yi offered another insight.
“Perhaps...”
Qin Li'en nodded.
“Then let’s try injecting cause and effect into other memories!”
The two set to work at once, splitting up and making numerous wildly imaginative attempts.
Qin Li'en changed the content of the shadow puppet show to Chang'e Flies to the Moon at the theater where Gu Yun and Lin Xi were watching;
Zhong Yi disguised himself as the Nine Heavens Sect’s senior disciple during Gu Yun's youth and came to recruit on the spot, pretending to recognize Gu Yun’s talent at first glance;
The two even pretended to be Nine Heavens Sect elders together, inviting Gu Yun and Lin Xi to the Moon Realm to relax...
Almost every memory, they tried to inject obsession and sow the seed of cause.
But no matter what they did, Gu Yun's memories remained unchanged.
Everything carried on as usual.
Gu Yun would always fall in love with the aloof Lin Xi at first sight.
The two would always meet, fall in love, and get married at the lighthouse.
Lin Xi would always pass away from illness in her later years.
Gu Yun would always fulfill his vow at the lighthouse, growing old alone...
Zhong Yi and Qin Li'en tried countless times.
The ending was always the same.
As if it were destined.
“I’m exhausted... I need to rest for a while.”
Qin Li'en pursed her pale lips.
The formation had been sustained by her, and it was now nearing its limit.
“You go ahead... I’ll keep thinking of something.”
Zhong Yi took over control of the dream-weaving formation, continuing to rack his brains.
Just then, the main quest, which had been silent for a long time, finally changed.
[Main Quest Updated:]
[Collect clues that defy common sense in Gu Yun’s dream (at least four)]

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